featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (and they say it's not natural)
Saturday night, after seeing Zumanity, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants and I went to Nine Fine Irishmen, which is an Irish pub in New York New York. They had a pretty solid pub band, extremely tasty food, and cute waitresses in itty-bitty tartan mini-skirts. Good times all around.

And we were in a drinking sort of town, so we were drinking. When the waitress came round for drinks orders, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants orders a martini cocktail (served in a martini glass) that is composed of Bailey's, Kahlua, vanilla vodka, and butterscotch schnapps. I have noticed that they also have a pretty solid selection of Irish whiskeys (and no whiskys at all, so bonus points for that), and so I order a Black Bush, neat. As the waitress is walking away, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants says, "Well, now she knows who's the butch and who's the femme in this arrangement..."

What makes this particularly funny is that on Saturday night, two time zones east of us, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, allegedly the most masculine of our household, was in another Irish pub, drinking practically the same girly-girl drink as [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants. I love that.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Saturday night, after seeing Zumanity, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants and I went to Nine Fine Irishmen, which is an Irish pub in New York New York. They had a pretty solid pub band, extremely tasty food, and cute waitresses in itty-bitty tartan mini-skirts. Good times all around.

And we were in a drinking sort of town, so we were drinking. When the waitress came round for drinks orders, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants orders a martini cocktail (served in a martini glass) that is composed of Bailey's, Kahlua, vanilla vodka, and butterscotch schnapps. I have noticed that they also have a pretty solid selection of Irish whiskeys (and no whiskys at all, so bonus points for that), and so I order a Black Bush, neat. As the waitress is walking away, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants says, "Well, now she knows who's the butch and who's the femme in this arrangement..."

What makes this particularly funny is that on Saturday night, two time zones east of us, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, allegedly the most masculine of our household, was in another Irish pub, drinking practically the same girly-girl drink as [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants. I love that.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Portrait)
Four from [livejournal.com profile] capriciouslass:
1. Besides Eris, Lugh, and Oshun (sp?); what, if any, other patrons do you have? Read more... )
2. I have problems keeping up with the 2 patrons I have, how do you manage with at least 3 rather disparate ones?Read more... )
3. What would be your ideal job?Read more... )
4. I believe that whiskey and rum are not allowed on your diet. What sorts of alcohol, if any, are you able to drink on the new diet?Read more... )
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Four from [livejournal.com profile] capriciouslass:
1. Besides Eris, Lugh, and Oshun (sp?); what, if any, other patrons do you have? Read more... )
2. I have problems keeping up with the 2 patrons I have, how do you manage with at least 3 rather disparate ones?Read more... )
3. What would be your ideal job?Read more... )
4. I believe that whiskey and rum are not allowed on your diet. What sorts of alcohol, if any, are you able to drink on the new diet?Read more... )
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Ahem.Squee.)
This, folks, is a moment of wild adoration for my partners. Here's how it goes:

Yesterday, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I stopped by to pick up his tuxedo for Saturday. It's an old-fashioned cut, with a long cutaway coat, and an ascot instead of the usual bow-tie, and he looks absolutely devastating in it. I mean, really. He hits the perfect balance of elegant and dissipated (this never fails to make me go all wobbly) -- in short, he looks like the best bad idea I've ever had. I sort of squeak out, "Your wife will enjoy that", and try to keep myself from overheating or passing out in the shop.

We move on. He's got a meeting, so I take him up to 75th Street Brewery to meet his group. I've arranged for [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants to meet us there, so that she and I can have dinner together. Over the course of dinner and the drive home, we are full of good ideas. We design a Las Vegas casino/resort (we're thinking it'll be The Nautilus, a Jules Verne-inspired sort of place, heavy on the steampunk and aquatic elements, with just a dash of Hindu temple). We invent the sort of male strip show that would cater to us and people like us (they go on two or three at a time, dressed in frock coats and generally foppish attire, and then, they undress each other. It's a simple thing, but we think this is ideal). We decide that nobody else may ever cover "I Think We're Alone Now", unless it's a band like Tool. And so on.

We get home, we do some research about our upcoming trip to Las Vegas (it all comes back around). Then, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid comes home. I demand that he should put the tux back on for the edification of [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants. Somewhere in there, we had a lovely bottle of wine that [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants had picked up to celebrate our engagement a few weeks ago but that we never got around to drinking. I'll spare you the rest of the scene in consideration of your undoubtedly delicate sensibilities. :)

Anyway, these people I have somehow managed to attach myself to, they're fabulous -- clever and beautiful, fun to be around, full of brilliant plans, generous and helpful. I think I should keep them. What do you think?
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
This, folks, is a moment of wild adoration for my partners. Here's how it goes:

Yesterday, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I stopped by to pick up his tuxedo for Saturday. It's an old-fashioned cut, with a long cutaway coat, and an ascot instead of the usual bow-tie, and he looks absolutely devastating in it. I mean, really. He hits the perfect balance of elegant and dissipated (this never fails to make me go all wobbly) -- in short, he looks like the best bad idea I've ever had. I sort of squeak out, "Your wife will enjoy that", and try to keep myself from overheating or passing out in the shop.

We move on. He's got a meeting, so I take him up to 75th Street Brewery to meet his group. I've arranged for [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants to meet us there, so that she and I can have dinner together. Over the course of dinner and the drive home, we are full of good ideas. We design a Las Vegas casino/resort (we're thinking it'll be The Nautilus, a Jules Verne-inspired sort of place, heavy on the steampunk and aquatic elements, with just a dash of Hindu temple). We invent the sort of male strip show that would cater to us and people like us (they go on two or three at a time, dressed in frock coats and generally foppish attire, and then, they undress each other. It's a simple thing, but we think this is ideal). We decide that nobody else may ever cover "I Think We're Alone Now", unless it's a band like Tool. And so on.

We get home, we do some research about our upcoming trip to Las Vegas (it all comes back around). Then, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid comes home. I demand that he should put the tux back on for the edification of [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants. Somewhere in there, we had a lovely bottle of wine that [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants had picked up to celebrate our engagement a few weeks ago but that we never got around to drinking. I'll spare you the rest of the scene in consideration of your undoubtedly delicate sensibilities. :)

Anyway, these people I have somehow managed to attach myself to, they're fabulous -- clever and beautiful, fun to be around, full of brilliant plans, generous and helpful. I think I should keep them. What do you think?
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (now I must die)
Last night, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants and I went out with [livejournal.com profile] starrthinks for dinner at McCoy's, which is our favorite place to take out-of-town guests. The food is phenomenally tasty and reasonably priced, and they brew their own beers, several of which I believe to be the best beers in the history of beer (which is a claim I could be persuaded to fight about very easily).

Sadly, the dietary plan we're on does not allow beer. This is generally not an onerous restriction, but at McCoy's, it's a little painful. Fortunately, McCoy's also has a reasonably good selection of Scotch. So I figure I'll have some whisky instead. And lo, on the whisky list, they now display a Lagavulin, which has been my favorite of all whiskies. Life is good, right?
In which I am extremely disappointed about whisky. )
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Last night, [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants and I went out with [livejournal.com profile] starrthinks for dinner at McCoy's, which is our favorite place to take out-of-town guests. The food is phenomenally tasty and reasonably priced, and they brew their own beers, several of which I believe to be the best beers in the history of beer (which is a claim I could be persuaded to fight about very easily).

Sadly, the dietary plan we're on does not allow beer. This is generally not an onerous restriction, but at McCoy's, it's a little painful. Fortunately, McCoy's also has a reasonably good selection of Scotch. So I figure I'll have some whisky instead. And lo, on the whisky list, they now display a Lagavulin, which has been my favorite of all whiskies. Life is good, right?
In which I am extremely disappointed about whisky. )
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Ahem.Squee.)
Happinesses of the weekend:
- Bought three new shirts at the Gaia Garage sale for .25 each. Some of them even look good on, I hear.
- Got to cut [livejournal.com profile] niveus_tigris out of a too-small dress that he very cleverly tried on at said Garage Sale and subsequently could not get out of. Contributed $2.00 (which accounted for all the cash then in my pocket) to Gaia for the price of the dress and the privilege of cutting him out of it. It was a good day to be carrying a pair of scissors.
- On Saturday, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, upon pulling an armload of warm towels from the dryer, came and hugged me with said armload of warm towels. That, children, is love.
- RfB did not suck, even though I had to present a budget that included nothing but the absolute essential things we had to have in order to keep Gaia Community running. Nobody cried. Not even me, and I thought I might do so while we were in process of making the budget. Still, we can pay all the essentials, and that's good!
- Sunday's ritual was accomplished with very little drama outside of that strictly required by the narrative of the ritual. It only sucked in some parts. And now, I am done with it, which makes me feel much better.
- Sunday evening, discovered that [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants does not care for the corn on the cob one gets at Chili's. She is more than happy to give me hers, which is good, since that is usually my favorite part of a Chili's meal.
- Also Sunday evening, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I acquired a bottle of Aberlour a'bunadh, which neither of us had tried before. I like it, even though it has the sherry flavor that I abhor in the Glenmorangie we had lately. For the record, it is a wonderful world that continues to provide me with single malt whiskys that I have not yet tried. We resolved to start taking notes on our whiskys now that we have graduated to the phase of whisky drinking where you can no longer remember what you have and have not drunk.
- And then, there's [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants' note from the Dragon*Con folks. Yay for being in the art show! We spent some quality tub-time brainstorming about paintings she could do and enter. This is always good times, because together she and I are much funnier than we are individually, and also because discussion of paintings generally leads to discussion of who among the friend set we might talk into posing sans pants. And really, who doesn't like that?
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Happinesses of the weekend:
- Bought three new shirts at the Gaia Garage sale for .25 each. Some of them even look good on, I hear.
- Got to cut [livejournal.com profile] niveus_tigris out of a too-small dress that he very cleverly tried on at said Garage Sale and subsequently could not get out of. Contributed $2.00 (which accounted for all the cash then in my pocket) to Gaia for the price of the dress and the privilege of cutting him out of it. It was a good day to be carrying a pair of scissors.
- On Saturday, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, upon pulling an armload of warm towels from the dryer, came and hugged me with said armload of warm towels. That, children, is love.
- RfB did not suck, even though I had to present a budget that included nothing but the absolute essential things we had to have in order to keep Gaia Community running. Nobody cried. Not even me, and I thought I might do so while we were in process of making the budget. Still, we can pay all the essentials, and that's good!
- Sunday's ritual was accomplished with very little drama outside of that strictly required by the narrative of the ritual. It only sucked in some parts. And now, I am done with it, which makes me feel much better.
- Sunday evening, discovered that [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants does not care for the corn on the cob one gets at Chili's. She is more than happy to give me hers, which is good, since that is usually my favorite part of a Chili's meal.
- Also Sunday evening, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I acquired a bottle of Aberlour a'bunadh, which neither of us had tried before. I like it, even though it has the sherry flavor that I abhor in the Glenmorangie we had lately. For the record, it is a wonderful world that continues to provide me with single malt whiskys that I have not yet tried. We resolved to start taking notes on our whiskys now that we have graduated to the phase of whisky drinking where you can no longer remember what you have and have not drunk.
- And then, there's [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants' note from the Dragon*Con folks. Yay for being in the art show! We spent some quality tub-time brainstorming about paintings she could do and enter. This is always good times, because together she and I are much funnier than we are individually, and also because discussion of paintings generally leads to discussion of who among the friend set we might talk into posing sans pants. And really, who doesn't like that?
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (liquor is quicker)
Here at the EHQ laboratory, we have yet to produce a drink worthy of the name Pan Indo-European Gargleblaster, but we did manage to come up with a number of other tasty alcoholic beverages in our search. We have, of course, applied our own names to these concoctions. It is possible that they are already standard drinks out there somewhere, with other, less entertaining names, but hey. It's our house, and it's our bar, and we'll call the things what we like.

Anyway, here is a sampling of drinks mixed at EHQ of late. Many of them involve Barenjager. Comments are sought.

Brigid's Milk )

Mauled by a Bear )

The Dixie Belle )

Lunch with the Dagda )
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Here at the EHQ laboratory, we have yet to produce a drink worthy of the name Pan Indo-European Gargleblaster, but we did manage to come up with a number of other tasty alcoholic beverages in our search. We have, of course, applied our own names to these concoctions. It is possible that they are already standard drinks out there somewhere, with other, less entertaining names, but hey. It's our house, and it's our bar, and we'll call the things what we like.

Anyway, here is a sampling of drinks mixed at EHQ of late. Many of them involve Barenjager. Comments are sought.

Brigid's Milk )

Mauled by a Bear )

The Dixie Belle )

Lunch with the Dagda )
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (liquor is quicker)
And, also, here's the E3 contest question of the week:

How do you make a Pan-Indo-European Gargleblaster?

Seriously, this came up in conversation last night. Post a recipe.
Winner gets a kiss and the knowledge that they are completely badass.

EDIT: Drinks may have as many or as few ingredients as you like, but bonus points will of course be awarded to drinks with three or nine components.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
And, also, here's the E3 contest question of the week:

How do you make a Pan-Indo-European Gargleblaster?

Seriously, this came up in conversation last night. Post a recipe.
Winner gets a kiss and the knowledge that they are completely badass.

EDIT: Drinks may have as many or as few ingredients as you like, but bonus points will of course be awarded to drinks with three or nine components.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (giant squid)
Right at this moment, I am drinking something that [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants invented for me. It contains, at minimum, Emergen-C (tangerine flavor), cloves, and Rum.

This is important for two reasons. One: [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants loves me enough to make really unlikely mixed drinks on my behalf. Two: The rum is no longer gone.

Good times.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Right at this moment, I am drinking something that [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants invented for me. It contains, at minimum, Emergen-C (tangerine flavor), cloves, and Rum.

This is important for two reasons. One: [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants loves me enough to make really unlikely mixed drinks on my behalf. Two: The rum is no longer gone.

Good times.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (liquor is quicker)
Life is good!
In which there is gaming and Cajun jokes )
In which I show my arse to area geeks )
In which there is childlike cuteness, and Firefly )
In which there is a party )
In which there is more geekery )
Overall, best weekend in living memory. Yay, everybody!

EDIT: Also, there was a lot of really just... baroque sex. That was good too. I wasn't going to mention it, because I figured that everyone who needed to know about that already did. But [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants insisted. "We don't want people to think we neglect you!" she says. As if anyone might! As if, I say!
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Life is good!
In which there is gaming and Cajun jokes )
In which I show my arse to area geeks )
In which there is childlike cuteness, and Firefly )
In which there is a party )
In which there is more geekery )
Overall, best weekend in living memory. Yay, everybody!

EDIT: Also, there was a lot of really just... baroque sex. That was good too. I wasn't going to mention it, because I figured that everyone who needed to know about that already did. But [livejournal.com profile] kittenpants insisted. "We don't want people to think we neglect you!" she says. As if anyone might! As if, I say!

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