
Well folks, it is August 1, which means the Summer of Dummers has come to an end.
Calm down. In this case, “Summer of Dummers” = July 2010, when we were lucky enough to hang out with kimmers, aka DUMMERS, not 1, not 2, but 3 different weekends in 3 different states!! 12 glorious days of the month were fully kimmerfied. Can we please make this an annual tradition?
Summer of Dummers was characterized by a couple of things:
- French
- Frogs (seems redundant but not)
- kimmers
- music
- Excessive amounts of alcohol (now THAT’s redundant!)
On the French tip, I have been parling Francais like crazy. I think the quote of the summer was “Il ne parl pas jukebox”. My French skills were picked up from French 1 in highschool and a couple of trips to Paris, so my parling is pretty much limited to such classics as “Au contraire mon frere”, “Zut Alors”, “Voulez vous cuchez avec moi su soir?”, and of course the nouveau classic “Il ne parl pas jukebox”.
The frogs get their own post.
The kimmersing began on July 1, when she was kind enough to come down and visit for my bday. Lesson learned: always check your ticket see which NYC airport you are flying out of – it is a big bummer when you show up at LaGuardia and you are supposed to be at JFK!! You know kimmers isn’t going to let a pesky little road bump like going to the wrong airport slow her down!! After a fabulous birthday celebration including a Phish concert, several Shane sightings, and America’s bday, we had to say goodbye to kimmers for 10 days….and then the party resumed in NYC.
NYC is my playground. I am even grudgingly embracing the fact that I don’t live there, in the sense that if I am in the Big Apple, it is for fun times only. No dumb work or dumb life interfering with things. Straight up fun times. Our mid-July visit was certainly no exception…we got to meet Baby WBL, had a fabulous (but hot as fuck) lunch at Delicatessen with wendy g, karaoked all night in Korea town with kimmer (not kimmerS) and Ltrain, had a celebrity sighting at Crispo, hopped over to Hoboken to meet Baby APH and have some yummy brunch at Lua, dined at Bottino, were introduced to The Standard Hotel, and of course managed to squeeze in 3 visits to Johnny’s….THE BEST BAR IN THE WORLD!!

I can honestly say, I spent more money at Johnnys on the jukebox than I did on my drinks. And this was no small feat. At one point I almost got into a tussle when I put a $20 in the jukebox and some dumb bitch had the nerve to observe: “Wow, 55 credits, you must not give a shit what anyone else in this bar wants to listen to”. Really dumb bitch? I thought that was tattoed across my forehead. Pay attention. We closed down Johnny’s Friday and Saturday night – Bazooka Joe shots are da bomb! – and then decided to make it the last stop of our trip on Sunday Funday. Rut ro. When I think of the term ”harsh light of day”, I think of Johnny’s. Walking into Johnny’s when it is light outside REALLY makes you do some self-examination. It is cause for some pause. (And the conclusion should be that you are not nearly as big a loser as the traveling circus that hangs out at Johnny’s during the day). In true DUMMERS fashion, we dilly dallyed at Johnny’s and were majorly late getting to the airport, where we attempted to give up our seats so that we could go BACK to Johnny’s. I think we can all agree that it was for the best that we got on our flight. But wow that was fun.

The last leg of the Dummers Tour took us to Williamsburg, VA. Speaking of hot as fuck. We had so much fun, we had to extend our trip!! Kingsmill rocked the house. It was so great to see so many of our peeps and all of the adorable kiddies!
I hate that the S.O.D. is over, but don’t worry folks, the Summer of 2010 still has another good month left….ENJOY!!
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