As the president of lunch club, it is time that I (Jorge') step up and take the reigns of the blog for today. I am not much of a blogger, but my assistant has the day off so work with me on this one.
We started off in a festive mood as we celebrated Andres’ and Ryan’s birthdays (Ryan’s was last week). Lynn thought something was very funny, but did not share it with the rest of us. Liz, as usual, supplied the yummiest of treats – Gooey Butter Cake! Upon unveiling the cake, it was immediately noticed that a piece had been taken prior to lunch club. The majority of the lunch clubbers in attendance blamed Andres for the pre-celebration consumption (he is known for doing this), but it turned out to be Liz’s husband. Who can blame him? We usually finish off the dessert before Liz can bring it on home to the guy. Our apologies, Liz’s husband.
Earl introduced the group to several cans of 9 oz. Jones Soda Co. Candy Corn soda to which he initially denied any knowledge of where the came from. Extra glasses were brought in for all the brave ones to try the beverage that had an unexplained neon yellow glow about it. It didn’t taste like Candy Corn to me.
As part of the celebration, the clubbers were encouraged to wear shirts representing music groups/artists of the past. Shannon decided instead to dig out her “bag of confetti” she obtained from a concert of an unnamed Italian artist who Jennifer clearly did NOT date. The bag of confetti was worn proudly around her neck which prompted her to explain many, many times of its significance. Steven (with a “ph”) told us that he was lacking a concert shirt of his own, so he brought his wife’s “H****** R***” concert tour shirt. However, the smallness of it made him uncomfortable, so he changed into something else. We then speculated (envisioned?) that perhaps the shirt revealed a little too much midriff. A treat for all of us.
The conversation then segued into the writer’s strike affecting (or soon to affect) many a television show. Depression set in to the realization that “The Office” and “Lost” (both lunch club favorite topics) were lacking in a sufficient number of episodes already finished and ready for airing. W joined us in mourning the postponement of “24”. I am all in favor of every writer getting paid fairly, but come on, we need our Jack Bauer fix! If you want to learn more about the writer’s strike (don’t worry…it doesn’t affect bloggers), you can visit their blog here: http://unitedhollywood.blogspot.com/. But please don’t encourage them too much as we need our shows back.
Leigh entered the second half of lunch club with one of her usually unusual dishes. The meat, she said, was dark meat, but I could have sworn she said “dog”. Providing Evans with tips on crock pot cooking, Leigh said it was impossible to ruin food in a crock pot, though she had done it once.
Anyways, a happy birthday to Andres and Ryan. May you have at least 3 more!
Jorge'
We started off in a festive mood as we celebrated Andres’ and Ryan’s birthdays (Ryan’s was last week). Lynn thought something was very funny, but did not share it with the rest of us. Liz, as usual, supplied the yummiest of treats – Gooey Butter Cake! Upon unveiling the cake, it was immediately noticed that a piece had been taken prior to lunch club. The majority of the lunch clubbers in attendance blamed Andres for the pre-celebration consumption (he is known for doing this), but it turned out to be Liz’s husband. Who can blame him? We usually finish off the dessert before Liz can bring it on home to the guy. Our apologies, Liz’s husband.
Earl introduced the group to several cans of 9 oz. Jones Soda Co. Candy Corn soda to which he initially denied any knowledge of where the came from. Extra glasses were brought in for all the brave ones to try the beverage that had an unexplained neon yellow glow about it. It didn’t taste like Candy Corn to me.
As part of the celebration, the clubbers were encouraged to wear shirts representing music groups/artists of the past. Shannon decided instead to dig out her “bag of confetti” she obtained from a concert of an unnamed Italian artist who Jennifer clearly did NOT date. The bag of confetti was worn proudly around her neck which prompted her to explain many, many times of its significance. Steven (with a “ph”) told us that he was lacking a concert shirt of his own, so he brought his wife’s “H****** R***” concert tour shirt. However, the smallness of it made him uncomfortable, so he changed into something else. We then speculated (envisioned?) that perhaps the shirt revealed a little too much midriff. A treat for all of us.
The conversation then segued into the writer’s strike affecting (or soon to affect) many a television show. Depression set in to the realization that “The Office” and “Lost” (both lunch club favorite topics) were lacking in a sufficient number of episodes already finished and ready for airing. W joined us in mourning the postponement of “24”. I am all in favor of every writer getting paid fairly, but come on, we need our Jack Bauer fix! If you want to learn more about the writer’s strike (don’t worry…it doesn’t affect bloggers), you can visit their blog here: http://unitedhollywood.blogspot.com/. But please don’t encourage them too much as we need our shows back.
Leigh entered the second half of lunch club with one of her usually unusual dishes. The meat, she said, was dark meat, but I could have sworn she said “dog”. Providing Evans with tips on crock pot cooking, Leigh said it was impossible to ruin food in a crock pot, though she had done it once.
Anyways, a happy birthday to Andres and Ryan. May you have at least 3 more!
Jorge'
1 comment:
I'm not so sure the vision I had of Steven (with a ph) wearing a shirt that revealed his midriff was what I would call a "treat." Also, in my b-day card you said that you hoped I had at least 7 more, what's with this 3 more stuff?
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