Sunday, September 12, 2010

9/12/10 - NYMAAC Fall Picnic in Central Park

Kate: It's gays learning from gays!
(Gay strangers showed Jon how to fold up his picnic blanket)

8/28/10 - Holly's Beach House

Holly: I'm so cold.
Lindsay: Then put some pants on.
Holly: I am wearing pants!
Lindsay: Then you're just a failure as a squaw, aren't you?  Someone should start a fire.  Maybe one of the squaws.

Holly: I'd like to say I never doubted the chart, but there was a moment when I looked at it and said, "Fuck."



Matt D: Your wallet is pretty big for having nothing in it.
(on Andrew Deluxe's purported brokeness)

8/1/10 - The Liberty Science Center

Jeremy: Let's go play with something!  Something that moves!
(anxious to get to the biology exhibits)

Jeremy: I'm different but you're the same.
(he took a separate staircase from the rest of us)

7/5/10 - Games at Puddhaven or Kittyboo (don't remember)

Sara: Vincent, are there any of your things you don't want brought to the new house?
Vincent: Bubsy.

Sara: Christmas is for stupid things.
(differentiating from birthdays which are for thoughtful gifts)

Andrew: We've been gnomeless for some time.
Sara: Did you go to a gnomeless shelter?

Sara: Lindsay's gayer than you are, based on her participation in the band.

Andrew: Pigs are pigs, Dan.

Andrew: Are you going to baptize the thing?

(Sara/Dan/Lindsay, if you remember the context for any of these quotes, please comment!)

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

6/29/10 - In the car

John David: The Jewish delusion that Christ was gently crocheted to the cross.
(after I used the word "sewn" to describe how Jesus was crucified)

John David: Enjoy your trunk prize!
(to Lindsay, whose birthday present was in the trunk)

6/3/10 - LGBAC Marching Band Rehearsal

Marita: You drew a crowd ... and almost caused an accident!
(on the motorists on 9A who stopped to listen to us)

Monday, May 24, 2010

Sunday, May 23, 2010

4/30/10 - Chevy's with Acxiom and ex-Acxiom folks

Andrew: There's a situation in Queens.
Tara: Is there a Snooki?

Saturday, May 1, 2010

4/29/20 - LGBAC Marching Band Post-Rehearsal Eating

Marita: I love you.
Ana: Why? What happened?

Lindsay: That night, grandmother and grandson became lovers.
Louisa: Can you please stop saying that?
(regarding this article)

Andrew:  Once you go percussion, you never go back.  It's like other things.

Friday, April 30, 2010

4/25/10 - Chili's, East Northport, NY

Disuhan: My smart phone has become invaluable to me.
Kathleen: As you discovered when you dropped it in a puddle.
(relevant FB post)

Kathleen: I dropped your phone, but at least I didn't drop it in a puddle.

4/24/10 - LGBAC Symphonic Band Spring Concert

Brian: Did anyone catch the Met broadcast this afternoon?
Hilary: We won!
(What happens when you try to talk about opera amongst baseball fans)

4/23/10 - Macaroni Grill in Timonium, MD

Courtney: I alien you!  I alien this restaurant!
(I wrote "I <3 you" on the butcher paper table covering and the "<3" turned into an alien.  Also, we <3 Macaroni Grill)

Sunday, April 18, 2010

4/18/10 - Sunday Games at Puddhaven with the Redheads

Sara: I can't keep track of your fictional businesses, Lindsay.

Sara:  See what happens when you "Soo-ee?"
Andrew: You make an ass out of you!

Andrew: It's really easy to make bacon with four pigs. 
(Truism #304)


Dan: I just want pictures of four pigs doing the same thing.
(Dan explains his selective photography of our game of Pass the Pigs)


Andrew: Nope, there's spirit there.
(I assure everyone that my pigs are not, in fact, makin' bacon)

Monday, April 12, 2010

4/12/2010 - LGBAC Symphonic Band Rehearsal

Brian: I'm happy, but I'm not content.

Brian: I'm sure you've all experienced ecstasy ... and I don't mean the drug.
Band: [mumbled confusion]

Saturday, April 10, 2010

4/8/10 - LGBAC Marching Band Rehearsal

Marita: Would it help if you moved over there?
Leslie: Only if my eyesight is better over there.

Later, at the Good Stuff Diner...

Marita: The butter whores took all the butter from our basket.
Eric P: I'm a butter whore.  Eat all the butter in my basket.