my trip to evanston...
oh boy, was it a doozie.
first off, let's go over friday.
was supposed to meet brent metcalf for an interview (cover story for the next magazine) at 11:00. whoops, woke up at 11:30. not so good. call, reschedule for 3:00. later on, he calls, wehave to reschedule until monday night. not great, but i'll live.
anyway, friday, 5:30, head out to evanston. takes a while to get there, don't get in until 9:30 or so.
settle in, about midnight i decide i'm going to watch some of my new favorite show, dexter. it's about a serial killer who only kills people who 'deserve' it (ie: people who get off with other killings, etc). well, then it turns into 'just one more' and then again, 'just one more', until it's like 3:30, about 5 hours before I have to be awake to go to the game.
i get nearly to sleep around 4:00, but then i flip out. apparently, instead of that falling sensation right before you fall asleep, i thought this killer guy was standing over my bed, did some sort of crazy ninja roll/flip off the side of the bed, hit into the wall, yelled out 'fuck!!' really loud, woke my boss up (sharing a hotel room) and like cowered in the corner for 30 seconds before realizing where i was. scary shit. finally get back to sleep around 4:30
wake up around 8 feeling like garbage (3 and a half hours of sleep will do that to you), and pack up, head out of the hotel, and onto the open road. we had directions to get to evanston, but nothing from there. we ask for directions from some lady on the street to ryan field. bad directions, end up getting lost. i pay the $3.00 to get the GPS working on my phone for 24 hours, and pull up directions. we get to ryan field, they won't let us in our first choice of parking lot, sending us around the block to parking lot #2. parking lot #2 won't let us in, tells us we need to talk to the office. pull over to the office, boss leaves me in the car. police come up behind me tell me to move the car or it'll get towed, so i drive it around the block waiting for my boss to get out of the office. oops, hit a squirrel, HE GONE. :(
get my boss, turns out our actual parking lot is a half mile away from the stadium. f that. we park, walk to the stadium, boss gets there and realizes he's lost his press pass. oops. he gets a replacement, we head up to the press box, (taking about 20 flights of stairs, as the elevator line was about 40 people deep...)
finally get out ot jen in the seats about 5 minutes after the game started, and see NW score, then they score again. sure is going to be a great day! wee! i realize my language may get a bit salty, and there's like an 8 year old NW fan in front of my with dainty little facepaint, so i decide to move into the iowa section, with some college kids.
needless to say, things get better, iowa wins, i act like a drunk fool (even tho i wasn't drunk, just acting like it...)
the postgame press stuff is in a new place, took me forever to find it. then it took forever to actually get it done, so we were an hour late getting out, didn't get back into iowa city until about 9:30. came home, played some guitar hero 3, had some food, and now i'm getting ready to watch some more dexter.
great weekend, glad i got to see jen, glad she had a great time (especialyl considering she's not the biggest football fan in the world).
first off, let's go over friday.
was supposed to meet brent metcalf for an interview (cover story for the next magazine) at 11:00. whoops, woke up at 11:30. not so good. call, reschedule for 3:00. later on, he calls, wehave to reschedule until monday night. not great, but i'll live.
anyway, friday, 5:30, head out to evanston. takes a while to get there, don't get in until 9:30 or so.
settle in, about midnight i decide i'm going to watch some of my new favorite show, dexter. it's about a serial killer who only kills people who 'deserve' it (ie: people who get off with other killings, etc). well, then it turns into 'just one more' and then again, 'just one more', until it's like 3:30, about 5 hours before I have to be awake to go to the game.
i get nearly to sleep around 4:00, but then i flip out. apparently, instead of that falling sensation right before you fall asleep, i thought this killer guy was standing over my bed, did some sort of crazy ninja roll/flip off the side of the bed, hit into the wall, yelled out 'fuck!!' really loud, woke my boss up (sharing a hotel room) and like cowered in the corner for 30 seconds before realizing where i was. scary shit. finally get back to sleep around 4:30
wake up around 8 feeling like garbage (3 and a half hours of sleep will do that to you), and pack up, head out of the hotel, and onto the open road. we had directions to get to evanston, but nothing from there. we ask for directions from some lady on the street to ryan field. bad directions, end up getting lost. i pay the $3.00 to get the GPS working on my phone for 24 hours, and pull up directions. we get to ryan field, they won't let us in our first choice of parking lot, sending us around the block to parking lot #2. parking lot #2 won't let us in, tells us we need to talk to the office. pull over to the office, boss leaves me in the car. police come up behind me tell me to move the car or it'll get towed, so i drive it around the block waiting for my boss to get out of the office. oops, hit a squirrel, HE GONE. :(
get my boss, turns out our actual parking lot is a half mile away from the stadium. f that. we park, walk to the stadium, boss gets there and realizes he's lost his press pass. oops. he gets a replacement, we head up to the press box, (taking about 20 flights of stairs, as the elevator line was about 40 people deep...)
finally get out ot jen in the seats about 5 minutes after the game started, and see NW score, then they score again. sure is going to be a great day! wee! i realize my language may get a bit salty, and there's like an 8 year old NW fan in front of my with dainty little facepaint, so i decide to move into the iowa section, with some college kids.
needless to say, things get better, iowa wins, i act like a drunk fool (even tho i wasn't drunk, just acting like it...)
the postgame press stuff is in a new place, took me forever to find it. then it took forever to actually get it done, so we were an hour late getting out, didn't get back into iowa city until about 9:30. came home, played some guitar hero 3, had some food, and now i'm getting ready to watch some more dexter.
great weekend, glad i got to see jen, glad she had a great time (especialyl considering she's not the biggest football fan in the world).