October means bad rep's, I guess.

This month-ish must be coming to an end, and I guess we'll either remember it as the "Time We Went Through a Million Glowsticks", or "The Time Everyone Wore Those Glow-in-the-dark Sunglasses (and had their picture taken)", or "The Time All Anybody Listened to was Beach House All the Time".


Anyway, here's a favorite moment:



Last night SN finds out it's the last day of McDonald's Monopoly. So at in the middle of the night, we rented a car, with intentions of collecting a mil discarded (for now they're obsolete!) Monopoly-piece-ridden cups from McD's dumpsters. Our minds filled with visions of collecting all the right Park Places and hitting the half mil (or whatever) jackpot. We hit five Mickey's, between 1:30 and 2:30am, no dice. No dice/no cups/no pieces/no reason to quit our jobs BUT we had some awesome radio sing-alongs.


(Another funny thing is when I accidentally posted this blog somewhere else. To strangers.)



Oh, and thanks A, for hosting "Tuesday Night Euchre with the Kolos Boys".