An Engineer, Lawyer and Doctor Walk into a Photo Op...

Christmas Eve... the last time we'll ever see C without a stethoscope.

Still seeking a cosmetologist and/or astronaut friend,
Phlane

Free Time

How is Phlane spending its winter break?
Consuming Netflix, of course.
We've just discovered Better off Ted.
Save us from ourselves.

Phlane

Graphical Representation of Relationship Resource Allocation

When we started the Blog

Present allocation of resources

It's this, except the opposite

It's not that we're too busy for the weblog, it's that the weblog is too busy for us.
Not.

Phlane

American? Gothic

Happy October 31st from PHLANE

A sneak-peak at our Engagements

Hanging Out

Last night we were too tired to hang out.
We decided to hang out tonight instead.

Phlane

The Return of Car Gum

Some of you are aware of the importance of Car Gum to our relationship. If you don't know what Car Gum is, you need to reevaluate your website priorities. We'll wait.

Car Gum has become increasingly important, as P has now invested in J's finger with a gorgeous little number that she forgot to wear to class today. She doesn't want to lose the ring. He doesn't want her to lose the ring. But you can't fight the Car Gum.

So if we run out of Car Gum and break up, you can thank B2 for desecrating the sacred pack on Saturday, and heartlessly chewing a piece on the way up the canyon.

3.5 sticks to go...
Phlane

Untitled #1

Oh yeah, we're engaged.
Love,
Phlane

Traffic Cone

How we spent our Friday night.
Phlane

It's Terrociting!

As you well know, Phlane will be storming The Cleve this Saturday.
We get to spend an entire week with A+B, the greatest husband-wife team since The Cosby Show.
Not only that, we're planning to shorten our individual lifespans by 6-12 years at Cedar Point, before taking an additional 15 off at Mansfield Reformatory.
We thought it couldn't get any better. We were wrong.
As of last night at approx. 9pm, our friend Rhan-bo agreed to temporarily vacate her teaching post in VA and meet us in OH for the terrocitement (terror/excitement).


Our brains just exploded from happiness,
Phlane

AND...

...in case you were likewise wondering just who this guy thinks he is,

"I am an optimistic cheerful bloke who loves to get stuck in! I am in my second year of my MPT degree here at Plymouth, and loving every minute!" (Phil Lane Multimedia. About Me. http://www.blogger.com/profile/16536456428607748555. Accessed on October 3, 2011).

Pessimistically,
Phlane

(YOU) RL

Today we tried to change our blog address to phlane.blogspot.com to make things easier.
It was already taken.
Well played, Phil Lane Multimedia Production and Technology.

Well played.

(the real) Phlane

25, 24, 23, 22, 21, 20,

19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 13...
etc.

We don't have a picture for these.
Sue us,
Phlane

26...

...is the number of days left until we invade Ohio (a number we are able to count on our paper chain which is, despite an impassioned argument to the contrary, still more awesome than the D and T original).
Affectionately,
Phlane

Multi-tonal orange perfection, drawing on the awesomeness of the D and T original, and magnifying it to the 1,000th degree with a cheap, shoddy digital camera.

Coming at you, Ohio!

In less than one month, we'll be taking our shenanigans to the East...the Mideast. Much like our, heretofore unmentioned, couple friends D and T did for their big day, we have decided to make and utilize a paper chain to facilitate our countdown. Please note that ours is more awesome than theirs, and we mean that in the nicest way possible.

Day 27: Aggressively working towards Ohio

Aggressively excited,

Phlane

HUGE Congratulations...

to our ladies, who just popped out their first egg.

(l to r [and sideways]) Betty, Svyeticusvca Yvonne, Joan/Janet

Our couple friends M and B2 got married today, which was also cool, but check out this egg!

(l to r [and right side up]) egg, watermelon, hand

Congratulations M and B2! We love you! But not in a sappy, gross way.
Happily,
Phlane

Emotionally Expressive

Do you hate people who type the longhand version of emoticons? Because we don't *winking face*.
Please enjoy the two attached photogs we took in [previously mentioned unmentioned territory] and, while you're enjoying, note that P has been wearing the same outfit for a year.

*face with a colon for eyes and a "*" that symbolizes a kiss*,
Phlane

Here we are pre-cow attack in 2011. If only we could warn photographic us...

This is us in 2010 (covered in crickets, but we don't know it yet)

 

 

 

 

Wild West

Hello, Lovekins!

We apologize for our absence. School has, once again, reared its ugly, needy head and prevented us from fulfilling our weblog responsibilities. We are in the process of rearranging our priorities to ensure the proper nurture of our electronic journal and its associated joys.

This weekend we cozied up to the farmlands of [a Western state]. We won't tell you where, because you'll just want to whore up all the land with your cabins and four-wheelers. Suffice it to say, it was prettier than where you were. We had a great time, not excepting our tense stand-off with a lady cow. Neither of us are particularly well-versed in the handling of confrontational bovine, and there were a few seconds where we were prepared to defend ourselves with makeshift wooden clubs. Luckily for all involved, the cow decided to let us pass without the shedding of blood. We'll post a photo or two in the coming days, but neither of us took a picture of the cow because we thought we were going to die.

Happy Trails,
Phlane

Milestones

We've already passed the one month anniversary of our blog's birth. If we were in a relationship with this blog, we'd probably be making plans to take it home to meet our parents. We're trying to keep our heads about the blog, though, so we won't be asking it to marry us for at least another five weeks.

Speaking of taking it slow, did you know that we didn't share our magical first kiss until month 5 of Phlanedom? It's true! Here's the clean version of the story:

P and J were ............................................... but not the regular kind. After the ................................... they decided to .................................... with  .................. and unusual ....................... They laughed and .......................... .

Also, J kissed P.

We love you truly,
Phlane

Big Achievement

On to Serenity,
The Phlane

Creative Writing

We are one episode away from completing the Firefly series. Based on previous experience, we have a feeling the plot of the final episode will go something like this:

Mal gets word of a job that will redeem his self-worth/serve as retribution against the Alliance/make a lot of money. Together with the crew, he'll create a plan that seems slightly unreasonable, but theoretically doable. At first, the plan will work well. Then someone will get shot/lasered/stabbed/strangled, and the plan will go to hell. With everything in shambles, the crew will despair for their lives/their ship/their money. Mal/the Crew/the psycho chick on board the ship will come through at the very last minute with a Hail Mary play that kills several of their opponents and lends legitimacy to Mal's status as a bad-a**.

That's just our hunch, though.


Phlane

TMI

We need to get one of those "Do Not Disturb" door signs this week...
because P is studying and J is very sick.
Or, we don't know, do they sell a sign that says "If You Come In You'd Better Shut Up?"

Shut up,
Phlane

Spoiler Alert

You know that somewhat-delicious raspberry lemonade at Olive Garden?
It comes from a Minute Maid carton.
That must be part of the "Culinary Institute" Olive Garden employees attend...
Seminar #32: How to Open a Thing of Juice.

Indignantly,
Phlane

Reunited

We hadn't seen each other for more than a week, so last night we got together and discussed whether the death penalty is an archaic remnant of medieval law, or a legitimate means of dealing with gross recidivism. We cuddled afterwards.

Keeping things sexy,
the Phlane

Percentages and Fractions

Q: If 1/2 of us is traveling to the West Coast tonight and the other 1/2 is going to an early showing of the final Harry Potter film tonight then what percentage of us is cooler than you?

A: 110%

Thankfully,
Phlane

Car Gum

I keep a pack of gum in P’s car. I told him if it ever runs out, we have to break up. When we went out yesterday, I was down to my last half-piece. I gently informed P that I was going to chew it and dump him. We stopped at the Seven and bought more car gum.

Still together (for now),

 the Phlane.

Dear friends,

Yes, your cognition is accurate. Yes, your astonishment is justifiable. Yes, we are flaunting our vocabulary.
We have unilaterally decided that you want to be a part of our fascinating relationship.
Since there could be no question as to why you would want to share in our joys and sadness, tender mercies and trials, we'll instead focus our attention on the exciting story of how we met.

How We Met:
Engineer asked out Lawyer. L said yes. E took L on date.

We look forward to sharing our carefully planned and logically organized journey with you.
Cordially,
Phlane.