Things I find amusing about the 2004 Democratic National Convention:
- The official slogan is “Nothing but conventional.”
- Boston bars and nightclubs are allegedly staying open all night during the convention — we wouldn’t want our out-of-town vistors to think that we shut down by 2 a.m. at the latest, would we?
- The latest convention newsletter asks, “Are you thinking about getting rid of an old microwave? Do you have an extra computer, dart board, or wall clock you’re not using? If so, consider donating them to Boston 2004.”
Had a loverly evening out with D. tonight after a long day spent in training: we met up at Central Kitchen and snagged a corner table. Mmm, moules frites. He went on to see Engine Down show at the Middle East. Tomorrow night — the Mountain Goats at T.T.’s. It will be the first non-D. or -friend show I’ve gone to in months.
So D. and I like to do crossword puzzles, and we often trade off solving one throughout the course of a day. Somewhere along the way, we picked up the habit of circling any words in the clues or answers that even vaguely smack of smut. Some recent clues from The Washington Post:
Battle of the Bulge
Whack sausage?
Nymphet
Chinese discipline
One may lick them
Have [blank] (romp)
Topless lunch
Hoo-has
Moist in the morn
Jackie’s “O”
Appetite arouser
Bouncers’ requests
Topped
It may purr
Like a stripper
Got up
Eagerly accept
Tubular meat dish
Get behind
Soft rear?
Piece of pie
Flashers
Lubricate again
Sticky stuff
Swellhead
Pandora’s boxful
Shot fluids
Cup part
Action spot
It may be blown
Sancho Panza’s mount
Make liquid
Jerk’s offering
Big gulps
Spirited mount
Wood, the Stone
“[blank] my back yard!”
Durable wood
Jack up
Frictionless environment
Confession inducer, perhaps
Stickballer’s cry
Got into the hand
Crumhorn cousins
Cumshaw
Spatchcock
Before D. and I had met in real life, he’d assumed from my emails that my sense of humor would be archly cerebral and that I’d find him too silly if I got to know him better. I think I’ve pretty much disabused him of that notion by now.
You two are the cutest damn couple! S. & I do the Xword together, too.
Aw! Here’s to cerebral-romantic pursuits!