Then how would you classify her?
August 19, 2008
Guy and girl walking on State Street. Guy says to girl:
Guy: I wouldn’t really classify you as a girl.
For that outdoorsy feeling
December 28, 2007
Echodropped at Sundance:
Customer to attendant: “Where is the bathroom?”
Attendant: “Over there behind the birch trees.”
Never look back
November 25, 2007
Sent in from the Professor:
Two men in the their 70s at Hilldale Sentry:
- Do you ever go back to the Department?
- Never. Not in fifteen years. I retired, cleaned out my campus
office, and said “fuck you” to all of them.
“Frank dutch ovens me every night” – ’nuff said
November 19, 2007
This one is from That Time I ran Away From the Circus:
“frank dutch ovens me every night”-katie
“wait until i start eating healthy, i am going to melt your face off”-frank
A group shows up at the overlook to watch the Perseid’s Meteor Shower:
Guy: We’ll be right back, I’m going to go teach these girls how to piss like orangutans.
They leave. Short while later the return.
Girl: It worked! This is the first time I’ve peed outside and didn’t piss all over my feet!
Ryan Adams’ drummer is fine without coke
July 25, 2007
Not so much overheard as passively absorbed, at a backyard convention of musical czar/ina types.
And his [that would be R.A.'s] drummer was like, “I’m 27, and I’m in a band. I need to be on drugs!” And he wouldn’t go on until we found a doctor who made house calls, to give him a shot of demerol.
We’ve refrained from blogging about pretty much everything else, so forgive us this indiscretion.
ah, to be young again and have my own lake
June 13, 2007
*This exchange happened at a large outdoor table filled with fashionably appointed young people drinking drinks, listening to iPods, tapping at their laptops, texting/chatting on their cellphones, and ever so occasionally engaging in tipsy conversation. One girl’s excitement was so palpable she drowned out the rest of the crowd. Unfortunately, the hiply blase nature of the polo-clad boys on her side of the table dictated that their droney, drawly responses faded into the rest of the crowd. So most of this is one-sided, but the gist is there.
ExcitableGirl: You have a BOAT?!
(presumably PoloBoy’s answer was yes, as EG immediately started bouncing her blond head around and squealing…)
EG: Omigod! I have a LAKE! You should bring your boat to my lake, and they should meet up!
(indecipherable PB babble ensues)
EG: YES! we should go to James Madison Park like right now.
(some wheedling seems to occur)
EG: 70 bucks an hour? I’ll pay you 70 bucks an hour. Take me out on a freakin’ boat? Damn right! That’s a w e s o m e. My parents have a boat. And my parents brought their boat up. And… it was… awesome.
PoloBoy (finally decipherable): Have you been in Lake Mendota at night?
EG (coyly): Yeeeeeees….
PB: On a boat?
EG: Yes. Good times, good times.
(at this point a nickname is coined for PoloBoy, which I shall leave out to shroud him in anonymity. Another boy at the table makes the astute observation, “This is like Weekend at Bernie’s. This whole thing, it’s just like the movie.”)
EG (cooing):I don’t wanna be friends with you, I only wanna be friends with your boooooat [PoloBoy]… Just kidding. I’m just kidding. You know I’m kidding, right?
<fade to incomprehensible inebriation>
Welcome to Echodrop Madison
June 7, 2007
Welcome to the home of Echodrop Madison. On this blog anyone can post things they have overheard in our city.
