Thursday, January 1, 2009

Quote of New Year's Eve, and there were many

This is so going to get lost out of context and out of tone, but it's too good not to document it for posterity:

Chad: What would gay farmers farm?
Jay: Arugula, bitch!

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New Year's was a blast, but I am currently living through the longest fifteen minutes I can remember. And keep in mind that I worked today, on New Year's Eve, while a blizzard intensified in the Boston area.

Chad and Jen can't get a cab, so we're all napping until they can. Except I'm not, because Chad is snoring his head off. His alarm is going off at 3:15, at which point he'll try again for a cab. Until then, snore city, and no sleep for me.

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