Just to warn you, this post has absolutely no coherent theme, motif, or narrative. It's kind of like the "potpourri" category on Jeopardy, without the moderately obnoxious voiceover from Alex Trebek.

A couple of posts ago, I lamented the end of the television season in great detail. However, last night felt like old times, what with a new Chappelle Show, a new Reno 911 (which lent this blog its name-moment of gratitude), a new Entourage, and one of my favorite South Park episodes. While two hours of TV watching is nowhere near a record for me (or let's face it, an average) it was a nice end to a similarly lazy weekend.

The earlier half of the weekend involved a "goodbye to DC" night out for Lauren, since she's moving back to NC this coming weekend. The place we went to was itself a perfectly nice dance club, but I can't say the same for its neighborhood. I figured my evaluation of the surroundings was correct when, as we were leaving, the cab driver was telling us to hurry up and get in the car. You can imagine the kind of confidence that was inspiring, but we managed to make it out in one piece. The club recently changed its name (from the lame "Dream" to the lamer "Love"-I know, I know) and Lauren's theory is because someone got shot there, but she has absolutely nothing to back up this claim. She just thinks it sounds good.

There's a Belle & Sebastian album called "Fold your hands child, you walk like a peasant." I think that may be the greatest album name ever! I've got to figure out a way to work that line into normal conversation....hmmm, that's gonna be a tough one.