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You might think a Christmas party couldn't come as a surprise, but if so you don't know Funny Lady. With three hours' notice she texted friends to come to her place in Georgetown for a "brunch for dinner" Christmas party.
Sure enough, there were grits with Velveeta, a "mountain of bacon", homemade donuts & holes, pancakes, scrambled eggs, and mimosas. Funny Lady is more southern than I am, you see, and had the urge to fry a bunch of food.
Pity it'g going to start raining before I have time to ride my bike across Lake Washington again.
Anyway, I had a lovely time, including seeing a certain troubled youth from Lambert House! She seemed to be in a much better mental state. It's a little surprising that she knows Funny Lady given her age, but then again, FL knows everybody.
Funny thing about Funny Lady: she gets anxious when I propose taking transit from her place to mine, and did even when that was a much shorter trip. She's even threatened to pay for a ride share for me. Jeez, I make transit trips like that and even longer ones at all hours pretty regularly. Mind you, if it's late enough I just want to go to bed, so I used Funny Lady as an excuse last night to get home faster. But I took the bus* to her house and in my heart I'm a good mass transit communist.
*The 5 to the 124. Ba da boom, ba da bing. I got to see how cool the few blocks around FL's house are.
Sure enough, there were grits with Velveeta, a "mountain of bacon", homemade donuts & holes, pancakes, scrambled eggs, and mimosas. Funny Lady is more southern than I am, you see, and had the urge to fry a bunch of food.
Pity it'g going to start raining before I have time to ride my bike across Lake Washington again.
Anyway, I had a lovely time, including seeing a certain troubled youth from Lambert House! She seemed to be in a much better mental state. It's a little surprising that she knows Funny Lady given her age, but then again, FL knows everybody.
Funny thing about Funny Lady: she gets anxious when I propose taking transit from her place to mine, and did even when that was a much shorter trip. She's even threatened to pay for a ride share for me. Jeez, I make transit trips like that and even longer ones at all hours pretty regularly. Mind you, if it's late enough I just want to go to bed, so I used Funny Lady as an excuse last night to get home faster. But I took the bus* to her house and in my heart I'm a good mass transit communist.
*The 5 to the 124. Ba da boom, ba da bing. I got to see how cool the few blocks around FL's house are.
