After the parties over...

So, I realized that after blogging so intensely about all my emotional and sartorial preparations for attending my reunion it might seem odd if I, oh, say skipped ahead to the next topic (the election, Halloween, how for some reason October is always the hottest month of the year in San Francisco) and didn’t mention the actual reunion itself.

So.

My 20 year high school reunion went pretty much exactly how I expected it would go. I think the best thing I can say about it is that after the mad shopping frenzy I went on in anticipation of this even, I now have quite a fabulous autumn/winter wardrobe and a new pair of truly awesome boots. They’re black patent alligator and zip down both sides with little rings that look like they came off hand grenades. I love them.

Actually, the best thing I can say about my reunion doesn’t actually have anything to do with the actual reunion. On my way into town I spotted a pub (I assumed it was a pub) called the Tilted Kilt* and Favorite Twin and I went to dinner there the day after the reunion. We walked in and it was a Scottish Hooters. A Sports Bar with a Pub Menu and SERIOUSLY hot waitresses wearing white knee socks, teeny slit kilts and shirts tied under their uniformly impressive boobs. They looked like they were all wearing really slutty Scottish Halloween costumes from Hot Topic. It was great. I was able to watch part of the Patriots/Chargers game and Favorite Twin was able to watch the scenery. I think I need to get some friends together and open one in the Sacramento area actually.

Other than that… meh.

- Related Link: http://www.tiltedkilt.com/