Post-LimmudLA, a bunch of us put a bunch of suitcases into a bunch of cars, and then met up later for dinner to redistribute the stuff. But not everyone drove to dinner, and those who did, parked in a bunch of different places.
So in discussing whose stuff was where and how we were going to get it, we were dangerously close to "Who's On First" territory, and not terribly far off from the goldfish ending up in the cowboy hat. Pay extra close attention for the shoutout to a 90s sitcom and to see my friend pinch-hit for the waitress, who (accidentally?) left a tray of glasses on our table.
I'm so confused. How did this carfest happen?
Posted by: Benji Lovitt | February 23, 2011 at 09:40 PM
After the conference - we were all going to grab some food together but the Brits wanted to go to the mall. I didn't want to go to the mall, but my friend who took them had no room in her car. I had room in my car, so I took the stuff and she took the people. That's how this whole thing started. And now I conclude the most boring explanation ever.
Posted by: EstherK | February 24, 2011 at 12:14 AM
I kinda felt like your plan would really work out, though. Haha! If my friends and I would probably be going out and be in your situation, I think we'd be doing the same thing, too! Doing wacky things is really our pastime, anyway! I'm just wondering what happened to your plan. Hmm.
Posted by: Jolandi Kerstetter | June 16, 2011 at 06:19 AM