Of Will Ferrell and Swedes

When work gets boring, you gotta spice life up. I can usually rely on architecture and the cool people who work in it for excitement, but with this new higher paying job, it hasn’t been so. So, bored as the beams that hold up the floors under our feet, K and I spiced up our Tuesday nights with Will Ferrell and things Swedish. We started off our night with Blades of Glory. Let me put my poems in you, mind bottlingly funny. Talladega nights was funny, but this was FUNNY. How I love Will. I was pretty tired after the movie, considering that I’ve been on my way to getting sick with this crazy up and down weather and the tiring 24 hour weekend trips I’ve been taking to see friends and family, but a coworker told me about an ice-bar event at the Swedish House that night. So, after the movie, we crossed the street to the Swedish House where they’ve brought ice sculptures made from Sweden’s Torne River to melt into the Potomac River. While taking photographs of the blocks of ice and pondering how we could get inside to get in on the free liquor, a photographer who had too much to drink starts talking photography with us and gets us in. The instant we walk in, we feel stares upon us and hear a couple commenting on how we just walked off the streets and into the event. What is it with people needing to feel special and VIP that they can’t share art and liquor. Nonetheless we hang out for a bit, admire the ice bar and other sculptures, ignore the event’s emphasis on “to see and be seen”, and partake in many Absolut cocktails.
And to add some Swedish hot to our night, after all that Swedish cool, K and I head over to Saint-Ex for their Swedish dance party where K’s beau was going to be for the night. A few of our friends were able to make it out as well. Good music, more liquor, awesome company, and a cute Norwegian =) Couldn’t have asked for a better Tuesday night.