I feel like I should have a point today, but then I kind of had a point in my birthday post from Saturday, so I suppose it’s forgivable if I’m a bit rambling and pointless now, right? Good, I’m glad we are all agreed on that.
I need to give a big shout out to all the peeps with us Saturday night to usher in Daylight Savings Time, Puddintopia-style. I’m personally of the opinion that I’m blessed to know and be surrounded by some of the best examples of humanity available anywhere. I can only hope that everyone had as much fun as I did. Also, I want to give an extra big “Thank You” to the maker and bringer of the pudding shots. They were obviously much loved by all, given how quickly they disappeared. If you want the recipe, let me know, and I’ll hook you up.
So then, what did we learn this weekend?
- Hydration is the key to human survival – That’s certainly a given in a general sense, but it’s also apparently the key to successfully celebrating stuff. My goal for Saturday evening, as befits my advancing character level, was to avoid wearing the dreaded head-lampshade while simultaneously not embarrassing myself and/or, more importantly, the Puddinette. I did reasonably well in achieving said goals, but still, my ability to bounce back from late-night antics isn’t what it used to be; I feared for the morning-after consequences. However, I made sure to drink plenty of water continuously throughout the event, which means that even in the face of spiked pudding, I avoided feeling like Gandalf at the bottom of the Balrog pit. And there was much rejoicing.
- Losing an hour kind of blows – I know the whole idea was to celebrate the loss of the hour in question in the interest of welcoming spring, but saying you’re going to celebrate it and actually losing the hour are two completely different things, it turns out. When 2 AM instantaneously became 3 AM Sunday morning, I would have happily swallowed a flaming sword in order to get it back, as long as it came with 60 more minutes of sleep.
- I heart my ancillary family – In addition to the usual birthday wishes, one of my ancillary cousins posted a link to this song on my facebook wall. Nothing could have been finer in the face of both my birthday and St. Practice day. And, yes, I did actually laugh out loud.
- Puddintopia doesn’t compete with Lady Gaga, yet – I was very pleased with the turnout for my little event. However, several people who told me they would have attended otherwise instead chose to go to the Lady Gaga show in Louisville. Now, while I’m certainly not one to make judgments about people’s entertainment preferences, I ask you: how do you pick meat dress over pudding shots*? Well, regardless, it’s on now. I’m officially filing to list this Gaga person as Puddintopia’s #1 Nemesis (you do that at the DMV, right?). Sure, she’s got an entire recording industry backing her, an entire army of PR flacks, and millions of dollars, but the fearsome Puddintopia marketing machine is nothing to be sneezed at, either. Be afraid, Little Miss Gaga, be afraid.
- UK got jobbed with that #4 seed. I call bulls#!t. Anyone have a reasonable explanation for it?
I guess that’s plenty enough rambling pointlessness for one day. In fact, it’s probably much more than enough. I hope everyone had as great a weekend as I did, and has a good week and a great St. Patrick ‘s Day.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to fill out some Nemesis-related paperwork.
*Obviously, I’m kidding. I hope everyone who attending the show in Louisville had a great time!