Nightcap

It's quarter to one and Shoveling Guy just came back from somewhere. What the heck is he doing out at this hour? I'm like one of those lonely old ladies who has nothing better to do than spy on her neighbors. But Shoveling Guy? This late on a Tuesday night? I'm going to let my imagination get the better of me and if I don't see Mrs. Shoveling Guy around tomorrow and there is a mysterious patch of grass dug up in the backyard I'm calling the cops. It is trash day after all.

Congratulations Mike & Lisa! My two good friends just told me that they are having a baby. They are my only married friends (at this time) and yet somehow they are cooler than most people I know. And based on Mike's sense of humor he will either have a son who isn't into sports or a daughter who will grow up to be drop-dead gorgeous.

I know I've only know him for a short period of time, but my roommate's (relatively) new boyfriend has already vaulted into the top echelon of Roommate Significant Others. He could be jockeying for 2nd place overall, but he is definitely on the medal stand. (Don't worry Erin, it's not like we've co-managed a fantasy baseball team together or anything.) Maybe it's a reflection of the past boy-/girl- friends that I have come across, but he's a Dylan McKay compared to everyone else's Steve Sanders'. He's actually a rockstar who just wrapped up an Asia tour. I would advise you female readers to throw your panties at him, but my roommate would be angry if I said that: so don't. He's got the most eclectic/random knowledge of movies ever. Old Elvis & Black JFK: Bubba Ho-Tep ring a bell? He also has a story for every occasion. He's one of those guys when you just happen to be talking about Wisconsin and he'll know not only know a great bar to go to, but also where to pick up a bucket of fried chicken at 3 am when you leave the joint. But ultimately what sealed the deal is the great chotkes that he always brings: starting with tequila & dirty rags to the smallest oven mitt west of the Mississippi (yes, my love can be bought). And to top it he makes my roommate swoon, which is pretty integral to the whole deal. Oh, he also laughs at Pirate jokes. Yes, I think I am developing a non-sexual Tom Brady-esque crush on him.