Killer B's

So...they finally did it.

Congrats to the B's who decided to wait until That Kid left town before winning it all (yes I did just pivot back to myself).  Pretty impressive for Boston who has now won a championship in all 4 major leagues in the last 7 years.  Move over Brockton, it looks like Boston + Foxboro is the new city of champions.  Bonus to Tim "Timbo" Thomas...your 2011 Stanley Cup MVP.  See you next year in San Jose or Seattle or LA.

So I have been everywhere except Chicago for the last week. 

First Mr. Leonard and I (btw I somehow got locked out of his facebook profile and cannot remember what year his birthday is...if anyone has the power to look this stat up, please email me) drove down to good ol' Louisville, KY.  Sampsonater was not pleased to be in the car as he demonstrated his dissatisfaction by taking a massive dump in the passenger seat approx 25 minutes into the journey.  He immediately followed up his token gift by ralphing on the floor.  When he was out of bodily fluids he enjoyed hollering, panting, and biting for the remaining 5 1/2 hours.  Who needs children?

From Louisville, I began my journey to Middle Earth (also referred to as Mid-East Coast).  I enjoyed a pleasant 98 degree day touring our nation's capital.

Since they no longer allow meager, tax-paying, voting citizens to sit in on Senate sessions (C-Span in Concert), I had a few hours to wander the streets before my sister got out of work.  Who invented this city? (answer: a Frenchman)  I got so lost since the C Street in "southeast" is not the same as C Street in "northwest" however it does merge into C Street "southwest" (with a new set of building numbers) but never connects with C Street "northeast."  Some streets are above (literally on-top at higher elevation) than others, hence Googlemaps on my crackberry had enough of my nonsense and decided to erase itself.

  

So after a very nice meal and tour of the Native American Smithsonian, I enjoyed getting lost for the next few hours in my epic quest to find a dry cleaner who could have my suit finished the next day.  Then my sister and I enjoyed some happy hour oysters at some trendy place in duPont Circle.  I convinced her to lure out her current "man-friend" so I could judge his worthiness myself.  Lastly we watched the Heat-Mavs game (4 or 5) at some bar where my sister and her friend got interviewed by some Deutschland TV station celebrating the great Dirk.  The producer was unhappy with them since the only players the girls knew were D-Wade and Bron Bron.  The phrase for cut tape in German is, "Stoppen verfilmung!"

The next day, I was off to my favorite city on America's east coast:

That's right ladies and gents... the one... the only... The Charm City, hon!

Ms. AJ was quite busy, so I had to amuse myself in the mean streets of Baltimore (I pronounce it Bodimur).  I forgoed my self-guided Wire walking tour and instead visited the greatest market ever:

Lexington Market is good times + chaos in a block.  There was a live band, fresh raw bar, cheap beer, and good conversation relating to police brutality.  I also spent time looking for a good place for:

I had to walk through a rough looking area to find the steamed; however I did also get my favorite fried hard shell version a Bo Brooks.  Here they pop open the crab - stuff a crab cake inside, then dip the whole thing (shell and all) into the deep fryer.  It is excellent, greasy, and huge.  Plus the bartender at Bo Brooks kept referring to me as 'hon and had a huge beehive.  Classico!

There was a wedding in between crabs as well.  Congrats to Dr. and Dr. Z.  You'll have to check out nobagstocheck.blogspot.com for some good photos.  I promise one of these days, I'll stop stealing images from Google and actually use that camera mama got me.  One of the big highlights was during the customary tie on the head dance sequence when Mr. J ran through the dance floor with one leg in the air and his necktie planted firmly around his forehead.  I hope there's a picture I can steal of that.

Congrats also to Mr. O for completing his level II exams and claiming victory in the moustache contest.  I'm throwing down the Gauntlet for November's festivities and I am personally challenging you to the death.  I think the newly married Dr. Z also plans a triumphant return to the facial hair arena.  Bring it.  Much Kudos to Shelly, Paul, Sue, and Peeps for taking care of me through my mid-Atlantic adventure.  I'd probably still be slinging at the 221 if it weren't for you.

Now I am back in da Ville working hard and picking up a few clients in KY.  Business is going fairly well here, plus my father is the best non-client I have.

My mother is starting to nag more than usual, so I think I may be wearing out my welcome.  Plus she hasn't touched my latest batch of dirty clothes and has made me fend for myself in the last few meals.  Probably come back Monday or Tuesday.  AJ arrives on Wednesday night to much fanfare from the South Side.

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