The Butcher and I went to lunch at the Mothership and I have to tell y’all the cutest thing. As we walked in, Sarcastro was liveblogging from the Mothership for Nashville is Talking, so he’s sitting on one side of the table in his cute little bowling shirt and his lap top all set up typing away. And right across from him, also just seemingly typing away at her laptop, is Knuck’s daughter!
They were each intently studying their screens, and it looked so darling, like they were playing the most intense game of Battleship ever.
So, when I walked in, I was, of course, all “God, Sarcastro, I knew you liked them small and blonde, but…”
And he’s all, “Oh very nice. I’m sure her dad will love to hear you say that.”
Oh, but I didn’t tell you the best part. So, in the chair next to Sarcastro, he had all the stuff he needed to make it through the shift, including his bottle of bourbon. And in the chair next to Lil’ Knuck, she had all the stuff she needed to make it through the shift–a purple unicorn, a pink unicorn, and a brown horse.
I’m tell you folks, you have not lived until you’ve seen that grouchy man sitting at a table surrounded by cute stuffed animals. It’s really too bad he was the only one with a camera, because I would have loved to have a picture of Mr. Hardass sitting across the table from this tiny little girl and her herd of stuffed horses.
Anyway, you can read all about how things went over at Nashville is talking. It was really cool to see everyone–Kat, her husband, John H (who did have the coolest shirt on), Mark Rogers, Chris, Amanda (who still does not have a blog, even though she totally should) and Knuck’s lady, who is just so cool and sweet. I wanted to have more of a chance to talk to her, but I got distracted just being loud and obnoxious.
And the weirdest thing? My neighbor, the one who’s constantly giving me hobo updates, he and his wife came in, too.
So, good times.