Overheard, Part I

Ciao Amici!

I have been quite busy of late, and therefore have had little time to post. A substantial blog entry is forthcoming, but in the meantime, I would like to entertain you all with a list of quotes I have overheard thus far:

"It looks like God poking things!"
~Tara on light peeking though rainclouds

"We're not skankhos! We're lovable scamp...hos..."
~Carmel on her and Michelle

"I don't trust your coordination with a floppy lollipop."
~Tara to a lollipop-weilding Carmel

"Do you want to lick it?"
~Michelle, on that same lollipop

"Being in the midwest is like playing a game of Find-the-Minority."
~Michelle

"The son of a bitch just bit my boob!"
~Carmel (apparently talking about a mosquito)

"I don't think I've ever gotten this much enjoyment from a pastry."
~Carmel on cherry pie

"Taxidermy doesn't make anyone feel better!"
~Tara

"I am intentionally conflating mammalian and chicken physiology."
"Are you trying to ruin our breakfast?"
~Carmel and Michelle over breakfast on Wednesday

"There's a wine-licking...uh, wine-tasting place"
~Tara

"I heard 'pants' too."
"That's because you two are dirty whores!"
"No, it's because your mouth was full of magical muffin!"
~Michelle, Tara and Carmel. No context necessary.

The girls may be ditzy, but it cannot be said that they do not entertain. Now if only they would find me an amphibious boyfriend.

Pre-Road Downs

Ciao, Amici!

This is Firenze, checking in with his first post! The plans for the trip have largely been finalized; the girls and I shall be hitting the road on Friday afternoon. The car has been tuned up; maps and guide books have been acquired; routes have been (partially) planned out. We shall be spending one night in Ohio before moving on to Chicago and Evanston. From that point on, it's westward, ho! I look forward to what promises to be a truly grand adventure...provided, of course, that the girls don't kill each other. Or, more importantly, me. Current plans have us back in the DC area some time toward the end of July.

My next post shall be from the road. Until then, arrivederci!