Birthday for Batman

My good friend Rich is having his birthday today. Since he never misses a birthday blog post on my birthday (see most recent ones here, here, or here), I figure I ought to do the same to celebrate his special day. So...I just have to be snarky, curse a bunch, and throw in numerous pop culture references. Here goes!

First of all, despite being a raging social-phobe, Rich is a fabulous Halloween costume partner. In year's past, we've been The Captain and Tennille, something great that I'm not recalling right now, and Batman and Robin. Check out our f'ing fabulous selves here:

 

I was going to post a link to that Prince song from the original Batman flick with Michael Keaton, and then I remembered that Rich f'ing hates Prince, so that idea has been thrown out. So...then what? Batman Dubstep? OK.

 

 

Rich has saved my bacon a couple of times this year, and for that I am grateful (and he's helped me out once or twice too). It's distinctly possible that he distracted me from a very stressful situation by forcing me to go to a matinee showing of a summer blockbuster (it's also possible we didn't do this, as I can't imagine 2 serious market research professionals leaving work for a desperately-needed-yet-not-work-sponsored movie break). If in fact this happened, this is the movie we might have possibly (but not probably) seen:

 

 

Rich is headed to Scotland in a couple of weeks to see a concert, which is both ridiculous and fabulous. I can't wait to hear all about the adventure! In the mean time, let's close by gazing lovingly at my favorite Scottish lad (who I imagine Rich might like as well).

 

Happy birthday dude! Rock the fuck on.

 

Midge

2012 continues to be a terrible year for man's best friend. This post is for Midge who— according to Rich's blog—was (and shall forever be) consistently adorable. Even when the camera refused to focus. 

She is always adorable.

Always.

Adorable.

Always.

RIP Midge. We are sending good thoughts your way, wherever you are. 

Dog is my copilot

Boy has it been a tough year for dogs. 


This little ditty is for Django, Thor, Lita, and Midge. Y'all have been great dogs, pets, friends. We are truly not worthy. 

Rich, our family is thinking good thoughts for you and Midge tonight. 


xoxox
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teh awesome

Rich made me something so cool that it's beyond words. He had a book printed of my entire house blog. Seriously. It's in my top 5 greatest gifts EVER.

Here's the front cover.

And the back.

I have no words worthy of this gift. Thank you, thank you friend.

Now...does this count as being published? ;-)

Ropin' the Wind

Good ol' Rich has come up with the perfect close-but-not-at-all-right nickname for our neighborhood Garthwick. From now on, we'll lovingly refer to it as GarthBrooks. 'Cause I've got friends in loooow places, where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases the blues away. It'll be OK." (Needless to say, this is totally NOT the right vibe for Garthwick, but whatevs.)

We were pleased to show Rich and Leland around the house on Saturday. Leland is contemplating a similar project to ours (to which my brain simultaneously says "yay!" and "the horror, the horror!"). I believe Leland is the only person we've ever had over that recognized all of our seemingly random folk art. He must be one of us. Long lost peeps!

Thanksgiving dinner at Chez Leedy this Thursday—the first of what's sure to be many parties here, intimate and gigantic. Yee-haw!