the visited becomes the visitor

last few days have been a whirlwind for the DG. Wednesday brought with it a visit from EP & KP, as well as a slightly more brief visit from MN. a lot of pasta was eaten. then came Thursday, or as it was this week 'Beersday', when less than half of my english class showed up. it was really almost kind of very, you know, boring, though made slightly more tolerable by our friend Al C. on Friday evening I boarded a flight to Washington, D.C. to begin a relaxing two-night stay at Mikey and Cilla's in Arlington. it took just over three hours door-to-door; 'twas both amazing and stress-free. this lead up to a half-roadtrip with the stepmom back to MI which involved me driving for 7.5 hours straight (I'm that nuts). five days of blurriness to be sure. myself was thoroughly enjoyed.

so while in DC, I assisted brother with the stuffing, stamping, and sealing of wedding invitations. you know how on Seinfeld George's fiancé dies from licking toxic envelope glue? well, we had our own glue-lemma. no one was injured luckily, but we spent a frustrating couple of hours trying to find the optimum method by which to seal the blessed things. I first built a custom sponge, specifically shaped to the outline of the envelope's edge (picture a rectangle with an equilateral triangle cut out of the bottom), but this proved faulty because the glue would either get too wet, or not wet enough to become gluey. I then resorted to the old 'tongue to paper' tactic, which worked for a few, but then the taste and the fact that the envelopes were coming open began to bother me. I later had the good idea to use a glue stick, which we went out and purchased at CVS only after visiting Carvel for some much-needed dairy. we then returned to the apartment where my brother finished sealing the envelopes while I passed out in a food coma.

I also learnt that, as the best man, it will be my responsibility to not only deliver a toast/speech, but also to read any telegrams that come in 'over the wire'. this excites me greatly. I then asked the question: 'can you still send telegrams, do they even exist anymore?'. as per usual, the internet had my back on that one.

during the mostly rainy trip home today I had a 'Best in Show' flashback to a scene that went a little something like this:

hotel manager: How was the trip up?
Gerry Fleck: A super drive. Put a few clicks on the old odometer. Yeah, it was nice down in Georgia, then it rained. It rained most of the way. It stayed overcast through Virginia...

and it did.

well, that's enough of that.
{I'm David}