Happy Birthday, Spider!
For someone who just turned sixty, you don't get to lookin' much older, and your Lady sure don't age at all!
It was a great party -- lotsa good people, lots good food, lotsa good music (and ain't it always best when ya makes yer own?). Let's not wait another ten years to do it again, hm?
Scritches to Simba...
UPDATE: As Rev. Paperboy mentions in the comments, Spider and Jeanne are about to become grandparents. May, Jeanne says. I thought it was earlier, based on the sonogram being proudly displayed on the fridge door, but what do I know from photos? I can barely tell anyone's age by looking at the in-front-of-me real body!
Jeanne talks about the coming event in her post yesterday. Hit those two links in the post for some occular irrigation! Damn, but the man can write!
It was a great party -- lotsa good people, lots good food, lotsa good music (and ain't it always best when ya makes yer own?). Let's not wait another ten years to do it again, hm?
Scritches to Simba...
UPDATE: As Rev. Paperboy mentions in the comments, Spider and Jeanne are about to become grandparents. May, Jeanne says. I thought it was earlier, based on the sonogram being proudly displayed on the fridge door, but what do I know from photos? I can barely tell anyone's age by looking at the in-front-of-me real body!
Jeanne talks about the coming event in her post yesterday. Hit those two links in the post for some occular irrigation! Damn, but the man can write!
posted by Chimera at 4:56 PM
4 Comments:
and I hear on the podcast he's about to become Grandpa Spider. Congrats to one of my favorites writers, readers, singers and podcasters and the person I would most like to share a bottle Black Bush with.
Yup...there's a photo of the future grandbaby displayed on the fridge with much eager anticipation. Any day, now, apparently.
Bushmills will always be on the menu, but you shoulda seen the concoction he was playin' with this time (courtesy of his son-in-law) -- it involves eight limes cut into chunks, dumped into a sangria jug and pulverized with two cups of sugar, then mix in an entire bottle of a sugar-cane-derived liquor, and cracked ice on top of that to fill the jug. Stir with vigor and drink with care. It'll boost a rocket and take your head with it.
Sounds like a caiphirana, which is as close to the pan-galactic gargleblaster of Hitchhikers Guide fame as one is likely to find. Tart, sweet and smooth and a with roughly the same effect as being hit on the head with a gold brick wrapped in velvet with a slice of lemon peel (I think that was the way Adam's described the effects)
I had no idea you were acquainted with the Robinsons, much less on a "getting invited to for birthday drinks" kind of basis. I've been a fan for years and think the CBC should be hiring him as a summer replacement for Stuart Maclean.
Caiphirana -- that be the one! Made with cachaca. Could not for the life of me remember what it was called. Thanks.
Spider doing the Vinyl Cafe? Now, that would be interesting! If you know someone who knows someone, why not drop a hint into an ear...?
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