But first, let me rave about Roller Derby! I am now in LOVE with Roller Derby and cannot wait to go to the next BOUT! The outfits, the music, the bitchy attitudes and the sheer power and speed of the girls is just kick ass! Sitting in a VERY crowded (the event sold out quickly) sports center with everybody cheering or jeering certain teams and girls was awesome. Watching the girls tear around the rink at the beginning to MC5's "Kick out the Jam's, Motherfuckers!" was also very excellent. It would have been even more excellent if I had been sitting there with a big grin while eating a hot dog from the concession stand (mustard and relish only, please) but Larry said the line was too long to wait in.
I wish I had the athletic ability and the nerve (AND wasn't so neurotically scared of falling down or getting hurt) to be a roller girl. My name would be Poison Ivy!
After roller derby (ok, half way through because I was STARVING) we left and went to the Savoy Truffle. We'd never been there before. Almost as soon as we walked in the door, we were informed that they had been incredibly busy and were out of a lot of things. Nonetheless we still ordered yummy artichoke dip and Larry got the prime rib special (which was good and I am not a fan of prime rib!) and I got smoked pork loin but the best part was the HOT CHOCOLATE. They actually melt bars of Ghiradelli chocolate and mix it with half and half and warm it all up and it is a little cup of heaven. I've never tasted such rich, decadent and good hot chocolate. I am not the type to make "MMMMMMMM" noises in restaurants or constantly say "oh my god, this is so amazing" or "Wow, oh wow!" That hot chocolate put me into another world. It came with a side of rumpleminze but I didn't want to ruin the most perfect hot chocolate in the world. Larry drank the rumpleminze. I could barely eat my food because I was already full from the hot chocolate and because nothing tasted nearly as good (though it WAS good food) and I felt just CRAZY with endorphins and sugar rush and chocolate mania. I'm surprised it didn't give me a panic attack!
I had to take a sedative AND a valerian in order to try to sleep but I still kept waking up and feeling that chocolate high and even the next morning I could still feel this brown buzz running subtly through me. I think the buzz was killed when I sat through yet another "how to live missionally" sermon in my "new" church. That will kill any buzz. Thank god I like my client so much or I wouldn't tolerate listening to the shit spewed from the mouths of these pastors. They obviously need to drink more hot chocolate. Too bad it's a sin.
