I’m here in Ann Arbor! Walking around with a wad of facial tissues in my pocket–but I LOVE it! I love the cold and I love bundling up, and I love all the snow, and I loooove seeing my friend. She and I met at a writers’ colony a couple years ago and we just have amazing fun when we’re together. For example, last night, we laughed our asses off as we made a last minute random trip to White Castle.
During dinner at another fine eating establishment…
Me: Hey–do you have a White Castle here?
R: Yah–on the edge of town…
Me: Dude! Let’s go to White Castle!
I’ve been dying to go to a White Castle for a few years and everytime I go to a new town or geographic region, I always ask if there’s a White Castle. Jackpot!
Of course, on the way there, we did a Harold and Kumar and sort of wondered where we were, and thought we were lost. And then–just like Harold and Kumar, we came upon it, a building glowing blue and white.
We were cracking up so hard putting the order in (20 sliders). I’m sure they thought we were stoned out of our mind. But the great thing is, we weren’t. We were just so happy.