Brunch Review: Tap 42

August 07, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Richmond Brunch Review, Life In Your 20's, life lessons

One of my best friends, Meredith (since she always gets peeved when I omit her names in posts that reference her), is getting married in November. We’ve known each other since kindergarten. She used to joke that I’d be one of her brides-men, but that joke came true this spring when she asked me to be part of her wedding. Mind you, she has thirteen brides-people, including two men.

The best part of all this is, of course, I was invited to her bachelorette weekend. How often does a guy get to do that?

Seventeen of us congregated on Fort Lauderdale, FL a few weekends ago. (Yes, you read right: Meredith had 17 people attend her weekend.) And, of course, since it was a bachelorette weekend, brunch had to be included. On Saturday, the Fellowship of the Bride (otherwise known as the #BrideTribe, or arguably the largest Bachelorette Party Millennials Have Ever Seen) took a multitude of Ubers to Tap 42.

Dangerous Passenger: I Broke an Uber

August 03, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Humor, Life In Your 20's, life lessons

By this point, we all know I'm a bad driver. My friends elect to sit in the backseat when I'm behind the wheel to avoid motion sickness. At least I'm not one of those bad drivers who is blind to my ways and boasts of my skills. I readily let anyone else drive (as long as you drive above the speed limit; ain't no one got time for that).

Just tonight, I picked up my friend for dinner. I rarely drive my car, and I last left it parked under a tree. Turns out, the tree rained sap on my car for forty hours and forty nights. Driving to my friend's apartment, I texted and asked her to bring out a wet paper towel to wipe down my windshield (my wipers kept getting stuck in the sap to the point where I had to stop my car and un-stick then).

Hand washing my windshield didn't make my view much better. After dinner, the sun had set, and we found the reflections to be too much for me to safely navigate us home. My friend volunteered to pay for the car wash. (Don't worry, I Venmo'd her afterward.)

Let's Stop Talking about Weight

August 02, 2016 by Sara Woznicki in Leisure, Life In Your 20's, life lessons, Sara's Column, Tweets and Mascara

I’ve written a lot about weight, from the time I was happy with my added weight to the time I was even happier to lose some weight and win the Biggest Loser. I’ve written a lot about weight because I think a lot about my weight. It’s always on my mind, from when I’m picking out which jeans to wear to when I’m brushing my teeth before bed at night, staring at myself in the mirror.

Don't Miss the Missed Train

August 01, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, life lessons, Life In Your 20's, Dating

We matched exactly 20 days ago. I downloaded Bumble to further procrastinate during finals. Her name was Eva, and I immediately envisioned our love affair seven years into the future because I have a thing for unique names and also a crush on Eva Green from "Casino Royale" in 2006. Also, her profile read, "What is a first date between new friends?"

I don't know, but I want in.

She asked me about my bird because my profile mentions I own a bird. (My bird is the number one question I actually get about myself. People are fascinated by people who own pet avians.)

Is 'Different for Girls' Insulting for Girls?

July 26, 2016 by Sara Woznicki in Tweets and Mascara, Life In Your 20's, Sara's Column, life lessons, Leisure

I spent a lot of time in the car recently on a trip up to celebrate my grandad's 88th birthday. Along the way, I spent quite a bit of time rocking out to country stations, because nothing says road trip like some sweet country tunes. Then came on Dierks Bently's, "Different for Girls," song.

Sweating Through Clothes

July 25, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Humor, Life In Your 20's, life lessons

write this not minutes after leaving a professor’s office hours. I walked to his office from across campus, which includes ascending Capitol Hill, which has to be a 45-degree incline for a quarter of a mile. So obviously I was sweating, even with an iced coffee in my hand. I dabbed my face throughout our meeting. My sweat glands finally ceased.

Forty minutes later, our meeting drew to a close. I stood up to leave, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the seat of my chair – a blooming, dark-edged stain. Was that sweat?! My eyes bulged. It couldn’t be. I wasn’t that sweaty.

Was I?

No, it couldn’t possibly be.

Brunch Review: The Fancy Biscuit

The Fancy Biscuit

July 24, 2016 by Sara Woznicki in Leisure, Life In Your 20's, Richmond Brunch Review, Sara's Column

My old roommate and I wanted to try out the new brewery in Scott’s Addition, Veil, but first we needed brunch. Originally, we wanted to find a brunch spot halfway in between my house and Veil to minimize our walking efforts. Then Kim reminded me of the biscuit place I wanted to try called Early Bird Biscuit Company, which was two blocks behind my old house, which I moved out of last week. I didn’t want to try it this soon after moving and regret not eating it every week when it was so convenient, so we decided to try The Fancy Biscuit instead.

The Hoo and the Whoozie: What a Doozy

July 21, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Dating, Humor, life lessons, Life In Your 20's

Last week I matched with a girl on Bumble. Actually I think she's the first person I've matched with on Bumble. She seemed cool enough so we agreed to meet soon and exchanged numbers.

By exchanging numbers, we entered the territory where we had to sustain conversation or else face the terminus of this cellular fling. I took advantage of falling asleep extra early and then having busy days, so that we didn't have to text every hour.

On our second day of texting, I had just answered her question about what sort of blog I write ("it's about brunch") when she sent back, "That basketball game" with crying emojis.

The Streak: Snapchat Perseverance and Existential Questions

July 20, 2016 by astoldoverbrunch in Humor, Life In Your 20's, life lessons

365 days. 52 weeks. 8,760 hours. 525,000 minutes - you get the point.

That’s how long Cazey and I have Snapchatted each other. The frequency of our Snaps has now reached a new milestone, this time in quantitative data.

‘The Streak,” as we call it, began on March 23, 2015. We have Snapchatted for over 365 consecutive days. And while that number should strike awe into the hearts of every Smartphone user, let us wow you even more.

For the length of our streak, neither of us has lived within 100 miles of each other (though we actually find it harder to Snap when we are together, because can’t we just say aloud what we’re thinking instead of Snapping it? Alas, we still manage to Snap each other from opposite ends of the living room when together).

Always Call Uber

July 19, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Humor, Life In Your 20's, life lessons

Last night I returned from Amsterdam. Four days of traversing the Holland countryside had me drained, plus my connecting flight was delayed by five hours, two hours of which we were in the air before we returned to the ground. (Yes, we went up into sky before the pilot announced they found a "small technical issue" so we had to return to the Keflavik airport, and then we waited three hours to re-board. Nice to see you again, Iceland.)

The point is, I was exhausted. I walked out of customs with Uber up on my phone. I left my car 7.5 miles away at my friend's parents' Maryland home. Estimated fare was $11-$15, which I thought was a bit high, but I'm used to splitting fare three ways and only going three miles to a downtown bar in Richmond. Whatever. I requested.

A man walked up to me and asked where I needed to go. I totally forgot cab drivers hang around airport like flies at a trashcan.