I Guess I Am A Dork As Well.blogspot.com

Much love, for Kate over at Logged Hours. Funny thing, is I can see me and my friend Sara having a similar conversation and laughing for hours:

MemorialDayWeekend.blogspot.com

'Welcome back to the real world, everyone! I don't know about all of you, but I had a great weekend. Fun in the sun, fresh air, drinking, eating, swimming--all in all, a great time. My weekend also reminded me quite strongly that my friends and I are huge, huge dorks.

Paul Pfeiffer has nothing on us except a thicker pair of lens frames.

There were about 20 people at the 3 day long party that I attended. It just so happened that the people who I knew best at this gathering all have their own blogs. (Granted, they're sports blogs and consequently totally unrelated to anything that I would ever write, but they're blogs nonetheless.)

At one point, two of the sports bloggers started discussing firejoemorgan.blogspot.com. This then resulted in them adding "dot blogspot dot com" to every comment they made about the sports page, such as "Derek Jeter is so not MVP worthy dot blogspot dot com".

As we started drinking heavily, we decided that it was really funny to add "dot blogspot dot com" to the end of every statement. A sample conversation:

"Hey Kate, want to get me a drink? I need a gin and tonic dot blogspot dot com."

"Hey Brian, why don't you get it your lazy ass self dot blogspot dot com?"

"I'm too drunk to do it myself dot blogspot dot com. Stop shoving that hot dog roll in my face!"'