this guy

 

dates with this dude are the best. we are perfect palate partners and he consistently reads my mind when it comes to menus and date nights. so glad he's around, even if it is only a few times a month.

brunch warriors

mikeyaz and i classify ourselves as brunch warriors. we have this brunch thing down to a science. we win at doing brunch on the reg. here's how we work things:

1. scope out our options ahead of time. first, we decide if we want to revisit an old favorite or try somewhere new. 80% of the time we go with a new place. we yelp that sucker, scope it out, read reviews (and try to get a sense of what the reviewer is like/where their bias lies), look at pictures. then we go.
2. we scope the specials first - they're the friggin specials! they might not be there next time! if there's no specials, we look for entrees with the place's name in them. that probably means it's a house specialty.
3. we consult each other on what we're getting. this comes into play later.
4. we do a solid handshake after placing our order.
5. once the food arrives, we eat half of our own meal, then switch plates. typically it's a literal 50/50 swap, but sometimes we'll negotiate portions depending on how much we like what we're eating/what the other person has. but since most of the time we've consulted each other before ordering, it goes 50/50.
6. afterwards, we reminisce. we pick a favorite of the two dishes. we rate it out of five stars. we rank it among current favorites. then we watch fraggle rock or some joss whedon show or a cartoon and i fall asleep 95% of the time.

follow this steps and win.

chrono uke

 

it's going to get mushy in here ya'll. my boyfriend, dj mikey y, is in a band. he started writing songs on his ukulele - really funny, adorable, good songs- then teamed up with his insanely talented musical friend alex, who provides back up guitar/piano/drums/bass/everything, and now they have a two man band called chrono uke. i'm kind of obsessed with their music. mikeyaz writes all the music and lyrics, then alex adds the funk and takes it up a notch. i got to see them play last weekend and goddamn. so good. i couldn't stop beaming the entire time. thank god my boyfriend is in a band i actually like. i've dated some dudes in the past who made music and, let's be real, it's a pain in the ass to pretend to like their songs all the time. to seem enthusiastic about hearing them again. to not fall asleep or pick up a magazine and start reading. thank god for mikeyaz. thank god for chrono uke. you can listen to it here. (and you totally should listen to it. OR ELSE.)

GI Mikey Y

 

this is a picture of my main squeeze, dj mikey y. his philosophy on hair cuts deals in extremes - let it get so long you can't stand it, then buzz it all off. never a trim. it's all or nothing. so sometimes, when he comes to visit for a weekend, he shows up looking like he just finished basic training.

 my old roommate beth left me her bike when she moved to texas which is a friggin blessing. mike yaz rode it into the city with me and we got ice cream and saw a comedy show. on the way home though, it was raining, and i'm not cool with leaving bikes somewhere foreign overnight so i told him we would have to muddle through. mike yaz was down but under one condition - he wanted to ride with his shirt off. something about not getting it wet? whatever.

so we trekked home in the rain, mike yaz with his shaved head & no shirt, looking like something out of a training montage. i kept yelling things at him like "you can be a champion but only if you feel like a champion." or "do it for sarah. do it for me. do it for yourself." and "come on! push!" things that a solid coach with a hurt past but still some glimmer of hope might say to their new protege.

do you have a strange but wonderful boyfriend? do you shave your head and ride around shirtless? have you ever been in a montage?