play!

I guess it's "p" week, which is fine because it's a good enough letter.

After a fantastic day at work, in which I found out an article I wrote is going to be in a national trade magazine--with my byline, I briefly stopped home and then left for the last Marquee Club event of the season.

The Marquee Club is associated with the Milwaukee Rep and hold three events per year designed to get young professionals to the theatre. Heather and Ben are both on the board, so I couldn't escape going. It was good to see Heather and Sam tonight as well as the countdown to their nuptials is on. I successfully managed my way through a pre-reception at Rock Bottom Brewery without drinking (made it through the week, woohoo!), but indulged in too many chicken wings to count. MMMM.

The featured play tonight was "Armadale," which was a soap operaesque Victorian "thriller," which I found quite entertaining. I looked at it completely as a comedy, almost like "Passions" in its heydey. Murder, mayhem and melodrama. Worth the $17!

But it was long, and I'm REALLY sleepy.

Darn old age.

pizza!

tonight adam, kate and i walked to transfer pizzeria and met jason there for dinner.

it was a beautiful evening for a 2.6 mile stroll. i will post photos this weekend, but we saw a guy with horrible green crocs, a cool wall and a huge family riding their bikes during our adventures.

the pizza was delicious. we started with a spinach and artichoke dip and a bruschetta appetizer, both of which were only $5! then each of us got a small pie and shared with the group. all were delish, although kate's quattro formaggi took the cake (or pie, as it were).

jason was kind enough to drive us back to the 'hood and the gang all decided to stop at buckley's. i stuck to my "no drinking on weeknights" experiment and abstained. it was easy at dinner, but really difficult with the buckley boys giving me crap. but i held firm! woohoo!

pirates!

I saw two pirates walking down Wisconsin Ave around 5:15 PM smoking cigarettes.

Then I saw a hoodmamma midget chick talking smack on a cell phone.

Then I saw a police chase.

Sometimes waiting for the bus can be entertaining.

I just wish I had my camera!

google transit

Just a quick post tonight. Only just got home from my FUEL Milwaukee Creative Council meeting and a bite at Saz's (mmm...mozza sticks) after.

THE MILWAUKEE COUNTY TRANSIT SYSTEM JOINED GOOGLE TRANSIT TODAY!!!

Check out the trip planner on the homepage of www.RideMCTS.com.

It's beautiful.

And I got to announce it at FUEL. And now everyone has one less excuse on why they don't ride the bus.

Ride for Earth Day tomorrow!

death by bike ride

I just did a practice run for the Miller Lite Ride.

55 miles total.

I feel like my muscles are going to surge up and kill me in mutiny.

I will hopefully be alive to post more later.

I saw so much cool stuff. Wildlife and whatnot.

AND I saw a bunch of people playing cricket.

That was amazing.

saving wisconsinites from themselves

Happily I just found out that Crocs are in trouble.

THANK YOU FASHION GODS.

As the summer season looms, my eyes will be spared from the thousands of hideously colored feet I would have otherwise seen at Milwaukee's numerous festival.

evening stroll

I didn't think I could do it, but in the best interest of satisfying my grease craving for the least amount of money, I pulled myself off the couch, threw on a hoodie and shoes and walked to the grocery and the neighborhood Greek spot, Mykonos.

Glad I did, as the little stroll provided some entertaining anecdotes perfect for my attempt at foraying back into the blogosphere.

• I narrowly avoided a river of horse piss, as a carriage and riders pulled up to the corner of Van Buren & Kilbourn just as I'd finished crossing. Their equine chauffeur apparently decided the red light was as good a time as any to let out a river of pee. Thankfully I missed it, and thankfully if I hadn't, at least I wasn't wearing flip flops.
• My stop at Metro Market was pretty much instigated by my desire to pick up some ice cream, which the hangover of the day was craving. In the interest of the pocketbook I opted to get the teeny tiny Ben and Jerry's one cup. Of course the entire aisle of frozen desserts was empty, except for one girl who was digging through the 10 for $10 Dippin' Dots on sale. Seriously for like five minutes. Finally she sensed my presence and moved and apologized. There were only like four kinds of B&J, so I grabbed my Cookie Dough, just in time as I saw her circle back down the aisle. I don't know why someone needs ten non-ice creams, but whatever.
• Once I reached the checkout line, I plopped my mini-dessert, two vitamin waters and bottled waters down on the conveyor, allowing a reasonable amount of space between my stuff and the two-liter of coke in front of me. The cashier still felt the need to ask "Is this separate?" to which the douchey coke guy replied, "I dunno, are we separate?" Eew. I mustered up enough energy to give a resolute "Uh, YEAH." Gross. Sorry dude, if you buy my groceries, great, but I'm not sucking your ****.
• I made my way to Mykonos to order my chicken pita and fries and spotted Buckley's regular, "Judy," eating at a table. It's always weird to see eccentric individuals out of context. And it's also pretty judgmental of me to categorize someone as a boozer, when I am also in the bar ALL THE TIME. So, I guess maybe she also thought the same thing: "Wow, good to see her not drinking."
  

My little adventure succeeded in being reasonably economical in regards to satisfying my hangover cravings. I spent about $14 and now have $12.63 left until Monday at midnight. Considering I would have spent more than that for a less satisfying meal and no stories if I'd ordered in, I guess putting on shoes was well worth it.