Burns weekend

Phew.

Back to work today after an epic weekend – check the rest of the post for details.

Web Resource of the Week – if you’re a natural skeptic like me – is the Urban Legends Reference Pages, for rational and thorough investigation into modern myths and the FEARLESS DISSEMINATION of TRUTH. For example: the image of a red and white Santa Claus was invented by Coca Cola, right? Wrong.

But like I said, the weekend:

Friday: we hosted a ‘Cocaine & Cocktails’ theme party in celebration of my housemate’s 22nd. Featuring myself, ree, stu, disco and many more girls and boys looking smooth in our best Vegas gear. Photos to follow hopefully.

Saturday: since Friday night officially ended at 12:30 (lunchtime), this entire day was a write-off : )

Sunday: just as sobriety was threatening to kick in, disco, PM and I were invited to a superb Burns night dinner. All the essentials were there: whisky, haggis with neeps & tatties, a couple of Burns recitals and bagpiping (including the Star Wars theme). I even managed to bang out a few chords meself for some singalongs (The Proclaimers and the classic Donald W.Y.T.). The night was rounded off with some clubbamental fun with disco and our merry household.

Monday: again, a day of rest. Some ill-advised wine consumption late on though, which eventually lead to me sliding down an entire flight of stairs at speed, on my arse, while simultaneously burning my hand against the wall due to our high-friction wallpaper. An excellent slapstick conclusion to a weekend generally bereft of any sense of self-preservation.