Sunday, April 3, 2011

Day 2: Pefect Harmony

Hey-ya, Friends.  How're we all on this fine 43 degree morning? 
Sorry I didn't post Day 2's tacos yesterday, but we got home awfully late last night and it was straight to bed for me.

Derek, Damon and I went to ARTCRANK yesterday.  It's a cycling/art kind of a thing where you can go and buy prints of a number of very cool cycling-related posters.  Derek bought a couple of great ones.  They had ARTCRANK glasses and free beer (we bought glasses, but didn't stay late enough to drink any beer), and I understand there was a DJ, but we missed him.  We met up with a couple of friends of D&D (omg, totally calling Derek and Damon D&D from now on, because it makes me feel like they're really big nerds and is also easier to type) whom I'd never met.  Josh and Aleisha are very fantastic, and also very on board with 30 Days of Tacos. 

Earlier in the day, the 3 of us had all been trying to figure out where to eat tacos on that side of town, but were having terrible luck.  We'd sort of vaguely decided that between ARTCRANK and the 4 On The Floor show at the Triple Rock we went to later in the evening we would just have to figure something out.  This idea made me uncomfortable, but I try sometimes to "just go with it," as less uptight people sometimes do.

Wait.  Back up for a second...
At an ARTCRANK show, they give you an order form when you walk in, and you write down which posters you want.  Then, once you've figured it all out and spent some time standing around with people wearing hats with tiny bills, messenger bags, and capris, you go and buy your prints.

The print-purchasing room was down a little hall from the rest of the party.  As we walked back there, we passed a girl carrying a plate of....

no, it can't be...
that would just be too perfect....
are those......
tacos?!???!??!

Yes, tacos.  They had 30 Days of Tacos food for sale at an event that was presumeably full of 30 Days of Biking participants.

Tasty Fate

I had one chicken and one pork taco, made by Chowgirl Killer Catering.  Good work, Chowgirls!  I didn't get a chance to try the salsa or guacamole, but based on the delicious tacos, I think it's a safe bet that the extras were also good.  That's a big pile of cilantro on top of the lettuce and cheese, which made me so very happy.

Me (all seductive-like): "Cilantro, mmm, fancy meeting you here."
Cilantro (in my head, because herbs can't talk): "Oooh, hey, baby.  Why don't you take a bite of this."
Me: "I musn't.  My boyfriend is here, and I think he's onto our secret affair."
.....dramatic pause.....
Still Me:Om nom nom nom nom!

With the taco eating out of the way, we headed out to Donny Dirk's Zombie Den for a few drinks before the show.  Good company, good ambience, good margaritas. 

After that, we original 3 parted ways with Josh and Aleisha and headed to the Triple Rock to see 4 On The Floor, where we met up with Becky (not me, the other one) and a couple of her friends. 

So to recap, I was surrounded by really great people all evening. 

Now, if you had run into me between the kitchen and bedroom after I got home last night and asked me how to get the bike hand-stamp off of your hand, i would have suggested the use of a Magic Eraser.  They are, after all, magic.  I used one, and it did a fantastic job of removing my stamp.

Then, when I woke up this morning...

Redness

So as it turns out, Magic Erasers can totally get the ink off the back of your hand by gently removing each inked layer of skin.  It's a little sore, but mostly it's just very stupid.  Lesson learned, I guess.

Or maybe I can't put a checkmark in the "learned" column of that peticular lesson until next time I need to get something off my skin and think "That's not what Magic Erasers are for.  I should explore other options."

I've just glanced back through this blog entry and noticed that I've written much more than I originally intended.  If I hope to write more than a few words about todays taco, I should really stop typing now.  Hopefully something blogworthy happens between now and a little later when we eat tacos again.




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