The duck came right over when it saw me and just stared at me through the fence. I assume it’s thinking “Well? WTF do you want?!” The apartments around the lake are all one bedrooms, so if I wanted a lakefront one I’d need to only get one bedroom. Having a two bedroom trumped the lake for me. But the laundry room is on the lake and it has a deck with chairs I can use anytime so I get to share the lake as well. The big deck you see in the second picture is unfortunately closed for repairs and I’m not sure when it’s gonna get fixed. But it’s still a nice view and cool to have a lake and nature so close. Happy Chris?

In the bedroom I went with Benjamin Moore’s Aventurine:

For the office study I chose Benjamin Moore’s Dinner Party:

And for the living area I picked Benjamin Moore’s Amulet:

The living room color is hard to capture, but it’s a really nice creamy yellow. Amanda said I should describe it as a really really really light mustard. So what do you guys think? I purposely chose pictures that feature the colors more than the space itself (though do you see that TV?!). I’ll give you guys a virtual tour once everything is in it’s proper place. [Do You Love It?]

What do you guys think? The living room is a bit cramped for the time being since everything is pushed away from the walls, so I think once everything is in it’s proper place it’ll fit nicely. Otherwise I may move the chair or loveseat into the office. Do you love it?!

I love the color. I’m so glad I went with it. I was worried it wouldn’t be dark enough, but I think it’s perfect. And by a happy accident, it matches the really nice wooden blinds the old owners left behind in the windows perfectly.

The next day we strolled casually around the city of Providence:

Then we went to the Rhode Island School of Design museum. The main museum was closed, but we were able to go to the student section:

Then we found this:

And entertained ourselves for hours and hours and hours:

Our friend Brian met us that evening and our first order of business was to go to this restaurant that me and Robin passed the day before where they had these 100 oz drinks, which required a minimum of three people to order. And it was glorious.

Every few weeks during the summer, the city of Providence lights a series of a hundred fires down the river that runs through Providence. It’s a beautiful sight and they play music and you feel like you’re in some fancy schmancy city over in Europe.

Robin got these magnificent bunny ears:

And here the three of us are. Who took the picture you ask? Let’s back up a bit. When we were at the restaurant earlier, we were sitting outside and this guy asked if he could join us. Um, okay. So he joined us and proceeded to talk and talk and talk. He was a bit younger than us, but he was nice enough so it wasn’t that big of a deal. But then he asked what we were doing that night and asked if he could join us. Um, okay. So he walked around Water Fire with us. Clearly we put him to work and made him take our picture. We wondered how we were going to get rid of him, but then OUT OF NOWHERE he found this other group of friends, and was like “Bye guys!” and then we cried and cried and cried. Because WE were supposed to break up with HIM, not the other way around. The nerve!

Then when we were tired of being sophisticated, we went and played Ms. Pac-Man. Here’s Brian whispering sweet nothings into Robin’s ear:

Here’s Brian being a goober:

And then a super goober:

When he was supposed to be taking this picture:

THE END. Yay Providence!

And when we stumbled upon hunted down a Ms. Pac-Man machine when we were in Providence, RI this weekend, we had to hold a reenactment, not too unlike Civil War reenactments in all their splendor and magnificence:

Here’s to ten years of Pac-awesomeness and tens and tens more.

Michelle M: Michelle M. taught me that not all California Gurls wear cupcake bras that shoot frosting out of their nipples. Believe me, I checked.

Harry: I learned his name is actually Terry. He also takes offense when you check to see if his wife is wearing a cupcake brassiere.

Tam: Tam taught me that not all non-Americans are terrorists. Just Canadians.

Kristen: I was made aware of the fact that Kristen is the sweetest thing imaginable and incapable of being corrupted by pervy bloggers. Except for Adam. Hence the “We’re up to no good” looks on their faces.

Mikey: I found out that Mikey’s beard is actually an elaborate facial weave made from the fur of baby seals he clubs himself and later dyes with octopus ink. He is capable of growing his own beard, but enjoys the sport of clubbing seals and wrangling octopi.

Adam: I learned that the back of Adam’s knee smells like pink Starbursts.

Enrico: I found out that Enrico is short and speaks in all capital letters. It doesn’t really say A-DORK-ABLE on my shirt, that’s just Enrico’s text bubble.

Josh: I learned that Josh can charm the pants off of anyone but Stephen.

David: I learned that David’s name is most certainly not Stephen.

Chris D.: I found out that Chris D. has got some serious swagger, with the sunglasses and subtle spread of the legs to prove it.

Paul: Paul lives in my town and I found out that he’s the reason why all the local stores are out of stock in pink shorts. He has the whole island’s supply monopolized. ::shakes fist::

Polt: Polt showed me that while he may be wearing a Superman shirt, he has the child-like innocence of Jimmy Olsen. And the vagina of Lois Lane.

Jere: I learned that there isn’t a hat Jere can’t make look good, and a camera he can’t refuse to tongue.

Fdot: I found out that FDot makes really awesome cookies and isn’t offended when you eat so many that you throw up in his shoe when he isn’t looking (even if he’s wearing them at the time).

Justin: Justin taught me that Adam gives great head.

VUBOQ: I learned that parties don’t start till VUBOQ walks in (and brings all the good alcohol).

Nathan: Nathan taught me that American beer is actually just the piss of Canadian beer makers. Also, Canada is better than America in every way possible.

Natalie: I learned — once again — that Natalie Portman, my wife, is a dirty slut.

Mom and Dad: I learned that Mom and Dad are pretty awesome, which admittedly I was already pretty sure of. And my Dad has an unconventionally large head.

Lastly, I’m sure we all already knew, but could always use the reminder that bloggers (and friends and family of bloggers) have no shame:

So yeah, it’s a good thing I’m so smart, or else all this learning would have fried my brain more than the sun did. Seriously, the sun is hot, y’all! Anyway, what a fantastic weekend! I had an amazing time! Thank you to everyone who came! And thank you so much again for the wonderful park bench, graphic novels, and argyle tie!

“By Mom and Dad! I’ll miss you!”

“Fshew.”

“Party in the U.S.A.!”

“I hopped off the plane at ISP, with a dream and my wooden spoon.”

“Welcome to the land of fame, excess, am I gonna fit in? Jumped in a cab, here I am for the first time.”

“Look to my right left and I see the Puntabulous sign.”

“Come on out guys! They’re gone!”

“Fuck yeah!”

“This is all so crazy! Everybody seems so famous!”

“My tummy’s turning and I’m feelin’ kinda homesick!”

“Too much pressure and I’m nervous!”

“That’s when the taxi man turned on the radio!”

“And the Glee soundtrack was on! And the Glee soundtrack was on! And the Glee soundtrack was on! Yeah!”

“So what did you guys think?”

“Um…”

“Well fuck y’all! Imma be famous! What do you know about talent?!”

::eerie silence::

::2001: A Space Odyssey music::

Craig. Must. Die.

“He leaves me out in the garage to rot, while he’s in there singing Miley Cyrus music?! I don’t think so!”

What do they know?!

I hate them!

Mmm, good ice cream.

But I’m so sad! Could my day get any worse?!

Never ask questions like that, because the answer will always be…

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh god! Yes!”

Ho hum…

“OH MY GOD!!! AAACCCKKK!”

Nom nom nom nom…

“Get away from her, you bitch!”

“RARRRR!”

“Fuck you, lady!”

“Oh my goodness! Look at them go! What a fight scene! It’s amazing what can be done with rigid cardboard and a stuffed animal, and yet, I don’t even have the technical know-how to airbrush the pimple off my chin.”

::CRUNCH::

“Oh Craig, my darling husband! Are you okay? Please wake up! I forgive you for leaving me out in the garage all those years!”

::cough cough:: “Natalie Portman…my wife…I see you.”

“Have you put on weight?”

“Aaaaand I’m going back out to the garage.” THE END.

1. Go to your first photo file and pick the 10th photo in it.
2. Tell the story behind the photo.
3. Tag 5 other people to do likewise.

And here is my picture:

This is from the trip to Vermont I went on with my friends Robin, Jenn, and Aaron. We rented a cottage on the water and they had this raft that wasn’t inflated so we took it to a store to get it inflated and this is how we got it home. There’s even a video of us getting it home, the ending of which I will spoil after the video below, so don’t read on if you want to see the video first.

So yeah, the raft had a big hole in it, so it was pretty much deflated when we got back to the cottage. Sad trombone.

Now time for me to tag people!

Chris from Perspectologist
M. Nico from Under the Rosebush
Jake from Hm, What’s That?
David from Limerent Lad
S from Human Nature