And it's 4 in the morning, and I'm walking along
Beside the ghost of every drinker here who has ever done wrong
And it's you, woo hoo
That's got me going crazy for the things you do

ahh... it may be the end of february, but apparently over here at VTB HQ spring is in the air. Friday night we met the red twin for a quick drink at our living room and then headed to meet the blue twin and soon to be not LaineyG at Bowery to catch the Will Hoge show, who totally kicked ass in a highly surprising way. The show kicked off a series of musical events we have tickets to: Stellastarr, Jarvis Cocker, Kaiser Chiefs/The Walkmen/Annuals and the Shins. Kickass we say.

Then saturday night, we met up with AJHammer and headed over to Cousin Aly's for a little pregame action where CS met up with us before we headed over to HFT's birthday party. HFT, remaining completely insane threw her party at one of the most painful clubs in the city. CS and AJHammer were troopers, but after a drink we were all suffering pretty hard so we headed down to Lucky Jacks to meet CS' friend who we will dub The Maid of Orleans (The MofO), who I had met briefly a few nights ago, and we have to tell you. we're a bit smitten. ok we may be more than a bit smitten. which of course means that there is nothing but trouble headed down this path... any of you who have spent any amount of time reading our little blog here knows that we welcome trouble. in fact, sometimes we may even go search it out at times. either way, trouble generally marks the beginning of spring for us - its like our own personal groundhog.

There's four and twenty million doors
Down life's endless corridor

well well well, what a week its been over here at vtb hq! it seems that as we near closer and closer to hearing people say that we are "pushing 30" (which sadly isn't nearly as impressive sounding as, say, benching 180) the era of our saturn return finally seems to be coming to a close.

with exactly three weeks left for us to find a job before our unemployment runs out, we have found a job! actually we got two job offers on the same day! for two jobs we would love to have!!can we get an hallelujah?!?

after some serious hemming and hawing we've decided on one! we start very soon! we will not be at an entry level position! we will have health insurance again! oh and the perks, this job comes with many perks! and its gonna pay us 15k more than we were making when we were wardens teachers! can we get an amen, sister?!?

you know what this means? we see a move out of the ghetto some time in our near future. life, people, is clearly on an upswing and we see some actual stability headed down our way!! Amen!! Hallelujah!!

in unrelated, but exciting news: Mrs. Robinson has re-entered our life. the transition has been effortless and smooth. its amazing what it can be like when you deal with real grown-ups. there's something here about bridges and water and where it flows...welcome back Mrs.R - we missed you!

Someone said you was asking after me
But I know you best as a blogger

east of broadway; south of houston - not your neighborhood.

I'm craving for you, Im missing you like candy

We here at VTB headquarters have a post in two parts today...

I. "This script was sewn together by a blind man" - CG

So last night we braved the cold to meet up with the lovely CG for dinner and for a wednesday installation of Friday Night Fluff. We settled into our seats full with Thai food, not expecting anything from the film we were about to see. Now you regular readers of VTB will know that we love Ms. Mandy Moore, and have nothing bad to say about Laurenlai Gilrahamore (even though her acting chops are not so strong) but BECAUSE I SAID SO, was quite possibly the worst drivel we have ever seen, we mean it was really, really, really bad. Besides everyone (well, everyone excluding Diane Keaton and Piper Perabo) looking real pretty, this movie had absolutely nothing going for it. And you should trust us, because we've liked such other horrible films as The Perfect Man, She's The Man, and The Family Stone

Also, we worry for Ms. Keaton and why she keeps having to play the overbearing mom who needs to get laid. We want to write her a script just so she can do something else.

II. Bring out the Crazy, Bring the Crazy On

So a few weeks ago CS and I were down at 151 revelling in their wonderful happy hour special when a strange Canadian struck up a conversation with us... Apparently she knew some other great happy hour deals and since CS and we here at VTB like nothing better than cheap drinks, we were tricked into giving this strange canadian our phone number (so maybe we have decided, we bring the crazy on)...

that being said, strange canadian who we have dubbed CR (not to be confused with CG, CS, or CMoss all of whom we love to no end), has since called us 5 times at all kinds of inopportune times with bizarre messages, including twice last night, which has left us wondering, what is it about us that attracts the crazy? There was DoubleK (insane), HFT (completely out of her gourd), JStein (her name might has well been trouble), and assorted other lunatics we've met in the past few years. When's it all going to stop. We've had enough with the crazy