Holy crap, I'm going to the Samhain festival organized by CMA. I'm so excited!
A year and a half ago, I went to a Beltaine festival put on by a small group and I had such a wonderful time. This time, however, will be with hundreds and hundreds of people. I'm so excited. I'll be going with my friend Brett who convinced me to go with him (and kind of helped me a little bit with the fees).
Who else is going? Let me know so I can plan to find you. Maybe even camp out near you. :)
Several months ago, when I first began to study Catalan, I decided to make a group on Google Groups for Catalan speakers and Catalan enthusiasts to find eachother. Well, months passed without a single response until finally, a girl named Sara here in Houston contacted me! Well, she doesn't speak Catalan, but she understands a good bit and she's been to Catalonia several times and has lots of Catalan friends (none of which live in Houston still). In any case, it was a start! And so she suggested that we meet and have our first official meeting for the "Catalan in Houston" group. The very same week that she joined the online group, I had met a super cute and adorable Catalan guy named Albert at a French meetup group that I attend on Wednesdays called the French Connection. So I invited him too! And now we're three!
So tonight, we had our first meeting at The Gingerman in the Rice Village. It's a little pub type place. Sara put out her Catalan flag on the table and we had some fun discussion and conversation. Albert showed up and brought his friend, an Argentine, who also is interested in Catalonian culture but doesn't speak the language yet. But that's okay. The four of us seemed to have a good time. I really enjoyed hanging out with them.
So I'm the founder of a new little minority culture group in Houston. It's pretty neat. God, I'm such a nerd, but I love it.
Tonight, I went to a bar with Cyril and Amanda. We went to my favorite bartender there and as soon as he sees me, he turns around and grabs something behind him. Turns out, he had a Christmas card for me. When your bartender writes you a Christmas card, does that mean you have a drinking problem? ;)
Anyway, it was super sweet and it made me blush. ;)
So I bought a new camera on Thursday night. It's love; it's pure love.
Kenny suggested that he come over and paint my face with some clown make-up he had lying around and that we should take some photos. So we did. And some videos. Here's Kenny painting my face and being shy on camera:
Yeah, we're total geeks, I know. In any case, here's some of what the final product looked like:
Well, we tried our best.
So later, we headed out to the bars and had a few drinks... well, a few too many, that is. Then we tried to play pool at 611, a bit drunk. Actually, I think all the drunkenness suddenly hit me the moment I decided to try to hit the ball and break.
"Oh god, I think I'm drunk!"
A little later, Amanda joined up with us and met Kenny for the first time. That was nice to see my friends bond. I caught on video a moment of bonding between them as they discussed how R&B is good for grinding on the dance floor. "Mmmm!" I like drunken conversation.
We got to the point that we decided that we had drunk enough... and just then Amanda's charm earned us each an extra shot and an extra free cosmopolitan. We were so gone by the time we got to Southbeach shortly after. I caught Amanda and Kenny dancing a little bit and declaring how cute they are together in the drunken way that we do. Notice how after Amanda stops laughing, that her face gets so serious and she does her "blue steel" pose to dance.
Is it just me, or did Amanda sound kind of like a chicken when she shouted, "We're so cute!"
Anyway, as it usually happens, the alcohol made us lose our better judgement, but it made for a pretty video.
Boys kissing are hot. Drunkenly kissing Kenny was pretty hot.
Anyway, so Amanda decided to go home and Kenny and I walked back towards my car. Kenny got the bright idea to lay in the back of some stranger's pick-up truck parked on one of the streets in the gayborhood.
He invited me in, and of course I couldn't resist. We lay there for a while and stared up at the sky and the beautiful tree above us. Kenny decided to take some pictures of the tree... and then he started taking photos of us in the stranger's truck...
I have to say, although we were violating some unknowing stranger's truck, it was quite hot. I told you we lost our judgement.
Speaking of lost judgement, Kenny decided that the tree was so pretty that he wanted to climb it. So he did.
He ended up getting a few scratches on his arm:
But he kept on going and eventually got up higher and even took his shirt off... man, he was hot. He looked like a savage jungle man up in the tree. Yum.
Anyway, we finally made it home and passed out. We slept like babies.
On Saturday, after having slept only three hours the night before after going out and being stood up by a date (boys suck), I went to see the Body Worlds 3 exhibit at the Houston Museum of Natural Science with my family. Amazing. That's all I can say. Simply amazing.
I highly recommend that all of you go and see it if you can. It was very fun and educational.
After that, my father took us to eat at Mely's in Pearland. I had the "Pollo Macarena". It was delicious... it was kind of like pollo poblano but the sauce was kind of different. It totally gave me a foodgasm.
Then, I went to a Brazilian party with Adriana, then we went to another party with all her co-workers in Pearland, then lastly a final party with the ones who wanted to get kind of wild and we drank and danced and had a great time. And then the two of us passed out on a stranger's bed with a boy whose name I can't remember.
At 8:00am after having slept probably only four hours, Adriana woke me up and got me to take her home... it's really difficult to drive while you're asleep, just to let you know. ;) I went home and slept the entire day and finally woke up at 7:00pm. I suppose I caught up on all the sleep from the past two days that I had missed. I feel much better now, though. ;)
Ah... oh... Kenny just called and is inviting me to go visit him at a bar called 611 that I've never been to. I can never say no to him... who do I ever say no to anyway? Oh well, here I go to make myself presentable and then I'm off!
There is going to be an event at the Artery in like two weeks. Who wants to go with me? Looks like fun. Contact me if you're interested. Here's a copy & paste of the details:
FRIDAY August 11 8:00pm no charge
Gian Carlo Menotti’s THE MEDIUM, an English opera in two acts.
Menotti’s music tells the tale of Madame Flora, a fraudulent medium who deceives bereaved clients by pretending to commune with the dead. Her sixteen-year old daughter and an orphaned gypsy assist in her ruse, until a fateful encounter brings to light questions of sanity and the supernatural.