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Friday, May 18, 2007

i told ya i would

Steve loves to read blog posts about himself. Plus, I threatened that I would write one, so I will.The rock star came home yesterday and I picked him and his sidekicks (Shunnie and Jo kun) up at the station. We talked and talked and I milked them for funny stories. I asked them all those questions you just gotta ask like, "What sorta person was Haven?" "Was Julie Greeneyes nice?" "Is Tim Drummer as handsome as he looks?" "What kind of voice does Amaranthine actually have in real life?" And they answered each with patience and in detail. I am pleased.
He crashed in my room, and then we woke up early the next morning to go to the Embassy to pick up some Canadian passports.
Regardless of how cool Steve is and how talented and whatnot, he is still the most annoying brother alive. It's the cool, sorta funny side of him that causes this permanent smile to kinda stick onto my face, even when I'm getting SUPER pissed off at something he's doing. Today he was stroking me and hitting me and doing all manner of sick things while I kept telling him "THAT'S IT!!! CUT IT OUT! I'M GOING TO BLOG ABOUT THIS!!!" This only fanned his evil flame. Somehow the thought of having yet another blog post written about him really excited him and he decided to keep annoying me until I could not stand it any longer and I hit him and he hit me and together we had a fun fun time of hitting one another.
Dad and Mom get back from scavenging for food, and Dad leads us to a yummy pizza restaurant where mom is sitting having ordered three huge pizzas for us. Of course, in true McNair style, we consume these very quickly (Steve slurping his food, as always), and need to order more. Of course Mom and Dad KNEW that we'd need to order more. I think they just like watching Steve and Dan beg like as if cheese is the only thing they could ever want and they'd be happy on a desert island with no girls ever if they could only have cheese right now forever please please...And then I had a traumatizing day at the American Embassy while I got my American passport. It was very scary, because I'm not used to Americans. Plus they made me solemnly swear with my hand in the air, and that was something very new for me. I laughed a little.That was the end of my long day. I am now going to do a big load of laundry so that I can pack my bags for FDTP. Goodnight.


Blogger Joan said...

hahaha awww, sweet love! I miss "STEM!!!" You should have seen your brother eat the food at wordstock... it was terrifying! hahaha.

Florence, I was trying to explain to steve that there was a bag that was for him and you. It had tamarindo for you and those crumbly things for steve. But the all famous guy that he is, he wouldn't listen to me because everyone was asking him for a photo. So tell him that there's a small little bag with a pink paper inside that says "florence and steve" on it.

Love you! xoxox

5/18/2007 11:34 PM  
Anonymous ambie said...

Cute post Flo hehe. I wanted to see Steve and Mike so bad..and Cesco. Weep! My one regret about not going to Wordstock.
Tell Steve thanks for delivering Leikas gift to me. And even thought he cracked it terribly I'm still greatful :D
Love you guys!

5/19/2007 6:02 AM  
Anonymous Babylove said...

I can only imagine the horror with which Steve eats cheese. When he came to Bayside after Mark had graced us w/ his presence & almost single handedly ate a whole costco block of cheese. Mr. Forgarty told us in hushed & solomn tones before yet another McNairo was picked up from the station to "hide the cheese in the outside fridge". He was serious & so we did! And then Steve asked Chala to send him a block in takubin to him in Shiz, the nerve!!

5/19/2007 11:09 AM  
Blogger Florence said...

Hahahaha, Al, you're hilarious. But let's remember, this is a rock star we're talking about. We can't damage his image. No one must know the cheese secrets.
Steve does not eat terrifyingly. He eats with relish.

5/19/2007 12:44 PM  
Blogger Florence said...

And JOAN, you're wonderful. I will collect my goods from him ASAP. I wish I could give you a big smooshy hug.

5/19/2007 12:45 PM  
Blogger Neo said...

Steve is becoming more my role model by the day.

5/19/2007 6:27 PM  
Anonymous Mark said...

Hey i like cheese but I certainly didn't eat a whole block. We did have a lot of grilled cheese sandwiches with your dad. Good stuff!

5/19/2007 7:53 PM  
Blogger Pon said...

I can't imagine...

5/19/2007 10:40 PM  
Anonymous Steve said...

Hey!!! Cheese is Good OK???

5/20/2007 9:47 AM  
Blogger Neo said...

Yes it is!!!!

5/26/2007 11:16 PM  
Anonymous wraf said...

well we might actually see Steve's passionate way of eating on the dvd... as on one of the days we had someone go around filming ppl "eating"... and had Steve demonstrate a "passionate way to eat broccoli...".. it was.. quite special.. perfect stuff for the video.. haha..

6/05/2007 4:50 AM  

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