My brother's fiance is planning to do a Russian-style New Year's.
From what I recall of the one Russian-hosted New Year's I've attended - borscht and vodka. LOTS of vodka. So much vodka.
I'm thinking I should go somewhere for New Years.
San Francisco!
Woot woot!
(Is now when I admit I try not to go out for New Year's? New Year's Day rocks, though.)
I reserve the right to dis on the Midwest
I rag on MSP, but I still find the fat crack annoying. There's so much more to mock! Sven & Ole! Hot dish! Cheeseheads! Wisconsin vs. Missouri Synod!
Which I don't know what is
Perhaps Vodka might be involved. (xposty!)
I'm thinking of going to Otter Lake for New Years to do the snow thing.
LOTS of vodka. So much vodka.
Yes, this much seems clear.
I'm thinking I should go somewhere for New Years.
Gee, if only your birthday dinner in San Francisco hadn't sucked so bad... oh, wait. That's right. Your birthday dinner in San Francisco ROCKED OUT LOUD.
See you here in three weeks, then, right?
See you here in three weeks, then, right?
OK!
I arrive (late) on Friday, Dec 28 (actualy, early the next morning), and I leave on Jan 1, and I'm staying at the Stanyan Park Hotel.
HAHAHAHA!! Mad love for Mr. Scola right now. Sweet!
SO JEALOUS OF THE SCOLA-HAVING!