Ian has been bothering me to post more, but since I haven’t tried anything new in the cocktail area recently I’ve been bad about that. (In case anyone is wondering: gin is still excellent.)
That said, there’s always links to things out there on the internet and, in this case, apparently on television as well. Here you go – I am, as the title suggests, not sure how to react to this. On the one hand, it really does appear to exist. But there’s always the chance that this isn’t true, and all that’s happening here is that my brain has started misfiring in dramatic and surprising ways. If it’s the former – enjoy!
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Update! Because I can’t leave things like this alone I started googling “Dog Wedding” and apparently this is, yeah, kind of a thing people do. A lot of the results – like, I hope, this one and, more straightforwardly, this one – are just about how to include dogs in weddings (ring bearers and the like).
But I also found this how to page on, well, exactly what it sounds like: How To Host A Dog Wedding, which has to be one of the more amazing how-to guides out there. Highlights include “Set up a dog sized wedding place. The garage will work…” and, (in the “Tips” category) “Don’t go too overboard.”
And, best of all, right in the middle of these search results was this useful page.
June 9, 2008 at 3:09 pm
It is indeed a dark and terrifying world in which we live.
June 9, 2008 at 9:12 pm
“you can substiture lamb for dog. The taste is similar, but not as pungent.”
I wold think that the pungency of dog would depend a lot on the breed and feed. Though certainly “pungent” is more likely to describe carnivore meat than lamb.
Incidentally: why you no come reunions? And bring bar with you?
June 10, 2008 at 3:18 pm
Well – they also say that dog is sweeter and more rich, so presumably ‘pungent’ is meant in the good sense. I think dog meat is supposed to be less gamy than carnivores generally are (they’re pretty omnivorous, and I’m guessing aren’t fed mostly meat when raised to eat).
As far as reunion goes, I dunno. I thought I’d be excited by the prospect, but honestly it just felt like it would be weird. I don’t have much of a taste for nostalgia, and I didn’t want to pay Carleton nearly 200 dollars for a weekend of it when I could be avoiding doing important work instead.
I don’t think I have a particularly good answer to the question, really, I just couldn’t bring myself to sign up for the thing.
July 10, 2008 at 9:16 pm
Well, you certainly could have shown up later, and just snuck into shit. We’d have figured it out somehow. And I can think of no better way to avoid work than to spend a solid 72 hours drinking shitty shitty beer.
I missed you, is what I’m trying to say.