quick hits and random rumblings
nothing to write about, but at least this gives me an excuse not to be studying for my finals this week. i have a few random things flying around my head, so if you are trying to follow a logical progression throughout my topics, prepare to be frustrated and throughouly confused. once again, i'll try to label these, so if you have absolutely no interest whatsoever in the topic, you don't have to waste those precious seconds of your life reading it.
"Quote of the Day"
first off, i started this morning with a way-too-deep-for-a-sunday-morning conversation with a friend of mine. we talked about friendships and growing up, i reminisced about all the great times i had during the age of 19-22, and how i can't really remember any of them, but i know that was an exceptionally amazing period of my life. anyway, i gave her some advice that i found rather catchy, so i figured i might as well quote myself and document it here. since its my livejournal, i'm allowed to do stuff like that. so, shameless self promotion be damned, here is ryne's quote of the day. "friendships are like sex, its better if you have an emotional attachment to the person, but its by no means required." essentially, in case you need any further explanation, we were talking about the different styles of being social. some people like to hoard friends, as if life was a myspace account, making connections with as many people as possible so they always know someone. others perfer a more lowkey profile, and don't commit to anyone, even as a friend, until they know there is a certain bond with that person, that will eventually develop into a dedicated friendship. just as some people just like having sex, while others need an emotional involvement. hell some even need marriage ... moving right along ...
"Power Hour"
second, this friend also informed me she has never, ever heard of, let alone played, Power Hour. Since this was a staple of my college life, I assumed it to be my duty to use up some space to explain the game, its rules, and other essential information tidbits regarding the game. I don't remember who introduced me to Power Hour, but I do know that I have had extensive experience in the game with numerous different people at various colleges. I have used Power Hour as a pre-gamer, a party enhancer, or a 3am "who has the biggest balls" test of manhood. Quite a versatile game, actually. Versatile and simplistic. However, if done correctly, it is quite an experience. Basically, the point of the game is to take one shot of beer, every minute, for one hour. sixty minutes, sixty shots. Power Hour. Sixty 1oz shots is five beers in one hour, so its quite a buzz (or inebriation, depending on your tolerance) by the time you are finished. An unplanned Power Hour can be done by designating a time keeper whose sole responsibility is to watch the clock and announce as each minute changes. Let me tell you right away, that never works. Ever. The time keeper always gets distracted or drunk, this will create havoc and complicate the authenticity of you completing the challenge that is Power Hour. My reccomendation is to spend a little time and create numerous Power Hour CDs. The lengendary 12 Tanglewood used to have a few CDs, although I always gave them away during parties, so they never lasted long. I don't really believe in using a CD more than three times, to be honest, and that is pushing the limit. Let me explain. First, a power hour CD is a CD with 60 tracks, each one minute long. Take 60 songs and cut the best minute out of each of them and create your CD. Each time the song changes, you take a shot. Simple. You'll never be late, never miss a minute, etc etc. Good times. However, after you go through an entire CD, the second time you use it, it will seem rather redundant. This Power Hour experience will seem very similiar to your previous one, therefore losing its luster. My reccomendation, if you have to use a CD more than once, incorpoate a few wrinkles to spice up the game. My personal favorite, when you are playing with roomies or good friends, is the Toast Rule. Sit around in a circle to play the game, and as each song comes on, someone makes a toast. To a memory, a cause, a good time, whatever. Then rotate. You'll end up spending more time, near the end, concentrating on your next toast then the songs that you've already listened to the last time you played. Plus someone always ends up bringing embarassing moments in their toasts, laughter ensues, and the entire experience is enhanced. One of these days, I will write the Ultimate Power Hour Tracklist. You need to start off with songs like Queen - We Will Rock You, and have time-sensitive songs like Bon Jovi - Living on a Prayer at 30 minutes ("ohhh, we're halfway there ...) and so on. It really is a science, creating the ultimate Power Hour Tracklist. And who better than the mad scientist himself, me, to come up with it. Plus, imagine the irony of me creating a supplement for a drinking game while on a sobereity streak. Which brings me to my next topic ...
"Things to Do Post-Soberness"
The thought of power hour created an explosion of memories to come forth, recalling power hours from penn state to tanglewood. I remember playing at Penn State with Jesse, being 18 and stupid and drinking lager. I remember played at Tanglewood to pregame, during parties that were getting boring, and in the middle of the afternoon with Jen Yost because she had nothing better to do. Then I remembered something that I've never done. To my knowledge, I've never even attempted it, at least not to my recollection. The Century Club. An extension of power hour, the century club is when you continue onward, past sixty shots in sixty minutes, and go 100 shots in 100 minutes. I would imagine that throwing up would almost have to be permitted, especially since most documentations of people completing the Century Club includes accounts of them hurling at one point or another, as long as they don't miss the next shot. In all seriousness, I doubt I will do much binge drinking once I get past my self-imposed ban of drinking until Christmas. But don't be surprised if this is one of the first things I accomplish when I get my tolerance back up near normal levels. Not my normal levels, just, you know, normal people level. Forget about the keg race or the gallon challenge for now. The first priority on my list: Century Club. In fact, I'm willing to set a deadline for achievement. January - Century Club.
February - Virgin Delight Nite. For those lucky enough to have known me during my pre-21 days, you know all about viring delight. wow. named so because of its non-alcohol flavor, yet high alcohol levels, and deep red color. it made virgins (young girls) very intoxicated so we could delight them (red color), well, i don't need to go into details. Anyway, this is a top secret recipe that I learned while working at UPS and was often used during the Olmstead days. since my memory is failing on a daily basis, I am going to try to remember the recipe right not and record it, so when February rolls around, I can pull this back up. Virgin's Delight: One case of beer (budweiser works good), One half gallon of vodka (cheaper the better, go with a plastic bottle), 2L bottle of mountain dew (we used the cheap giant alternative, worked great), entire container of koolaid (tropical punch, red color!), and a bottle of cherries (more red, plus fruit in any liquor drink has obvious benefits). Yes, cheap beer and cheap liquor somehow ends up tasting great. I'm pretty sure I am forgetting an ingredient, I'll have to check with my old roommates to make sure about that, if I can find out, I'll add it later. Anyway, mix all this shit into a five gallon bucket, and you are set. Seriously, its fantastic. I didn't believe it either at first, but we always had successful results. Except for the red stains that it created all over the apartment wherever it spilled. Damn that was a bitch to clean. So I'll make this for february because of valentine's day and the red color that most people associate with it
March - St. Patrick's Day. My favorite holiday. Greater in importance than my birthday and christmas combined. I'll have to explain all of this later. I've pretty much done everything imaginable for St. Patty's already; 24 hours of drinking, green beer, keg parties, state college, the works. One day, I'll actually go to Ireland. Since I'll have tuition payments due in March this year I doubt it will be 2006. Savanaha, Georgia is still my most likely destination for the annual Irish celebration. However, if the powers that be (money) decide that isn't feasible, I guess I'll be stuck in Pennsylvania, wherever I will be living at the time. If that is the case, a keg race, or gallon challenge, will be held. Most likely a gallon challenge. maybe i'll lower my standards and do a team keg race, so that more people are involved and the contest lasts a longer time. either way, i just realized how rediculous it is that i am planning out my 2006 year based on drinking goals that i want to accomplish, so i'm going to stop right now.
"Sobreity Update"
just in case you were wondering, i AM still completely sober since my november 31st entry. i've been to bars, drank water, gotten "the look" a thousand times over, been called a "fucking faggot" for drinking water, whatever. i really wish i would have shortened it until after my finals (this week), because the entire thing seems monotonous at this point. i don't really want to go out to the bars at all anymore, but i'd like to have a beer with my dad while we're working on my great-grandparent's house together. oh well ...
"End"
I am really disappointed in this entry. 1800 words and asbolutely nothing. I guess I really had nothing to write about, anywhere in my head, I just wanted to kill time before finals. I actually cooked myself a meal today, not just like a bowl of cereal, but a four course meal ... instead of studying. Oh well, back to the books. I gotta keep studying so I finish college before my kid sister ... yup, i suck at life.
"Quote of the Day"
first off, i started this morning with a way-too-deep-for-a-sunday-morning conversation with a friend of mine. we talked about friendships and growing up, i reminisced about all the great times i had during the age of 19-22, and how i can't really remember any of them, but i know that was an exceptionally amazing period of my life. anyway, i gave her some advice that i found rather catchy, so i figured i might as well quote myself and document it here. since its my livejournal, i'm allowed to do stuff like that. so, shameless self promotion be damned, here is ryne's quote of the day. "friendships are like sex, its better if you have an emotional attachment to the person, but its by no means required." essentially, in case you need any further explanation, we were talking about the different styles of being social. some people like to hoard friends, as if life was a myspace account, making connections with as many people as possible so they always know someone. others perfer a more lowkey profile, and don't commit to anyone, even as a friend, until they know there is a certain bond with that person, that will eventually develop into a dedicated friendship. just as some people just like having sex, while others need an emotional involvement. hell some even need marriage ... moving right along ...
"Power Hour"
second, this friend also informed me she has never, ever heard of, let alone played, Power Hour. Since this was a staple of my college life, I assumed it to be my duty to use up some space to explain the game, its rules, and other essential information tidbits regarding the game. I don't remember who introduced me to Power Hour, but I do know that I have had extensive experience in the game with numerous different people at various colleges. I have used Power Hour as a pre-gamer, a party enhancer, or a 3am "who has the biggest balls" test of manhood. Quite a versatile game, actually. Versatile and simplistic. However, if done correctly, it is quite an experience. Basically, the point of the game is to take one shot of beer, every minute, for one hour. sixty minutes, sixty shots. Power Hour. Sixty 1oz shots is five beers in one hour, so its quite a buzz (or inebriation, depending on your tolerance) by the time you are finished. An unplanned Power Hour can be done by designating a time keeper whose sole responsibility is to watch the clock and announce as each minute changes. Let me tell you right away, that never works. Ever. The time keeper always gets distracted or drunk, this will create havoc and complicate the authenticity of you completing the challenge that is Power Hour. My reccomendation is to spend a little time and create numerous Power Hour CDs. The lengendary 12 Tanglewood used to have a few CDs, although I always gave them away during parties, so they never lasted long. I don't really believe in using a CD more than three times, to be honest, and that is pushing the limit. Let me explain. First, a power hour CD is a CD with 60 tracks, each one minute long. Take 60 songs and cut the best minute out of each of them and create your CD. Each time the song changes, you take a shot. Simple. You'll never be late, never miss a minute, etc etc. Good times. However, after you go through an entire CD, the second time you use it, it will seem rather redundant. This Power Hour experience will seem very similiar to your previous one, therefore losing its luster. My reccomendation, if you have to use a CD more than once, incorpoate a few wrinkles to spice up the game. My personal favorite, when you are playing with roomies or good friends, is the Toast Rule. Sit around in a circle to play the game, and as each song comes on, someone makes a toast. To a memory, a cause, a good time, whatever. Then rotate. You'll end up spending more time, near the end, concentrating on your next toast then the songs that you've already listened to the last time you played. Plus someone always ends up bringing embarassing moments in their toasts, laughter ensues, and the entire experience is enhanced. One of these days, I will write the Ultimate Power Hour Tracklist. You need to start off with songs like Queen - We Will Rock You, and have time-sensitive songs like Bon Jovi - Living on a Prayer at 30 minutes ("ohhh, we're halfway there ...) and so on. It really is a science, creating the ultimate Power Hour Tracklist. And who better than the mad scientist himself, me, to come up with it. Plus, imagine the irony of me creating a supplement for a drinking game while on a sobereity streak. Which brings me to my next topic ...
"Things to Do Post-Soberness"
The thought of power hour created an explosion of memories to come forth, recalling power hours from penn state to tanglewood. I remember playing at Penn State with Jesse, being 18 and stupid and drinking lager. I remember played at Tanglewood to pregame, during parties that were getting boring, and in the middle of the afternoon with Jen Yost because she had nothing better to do. Then I remembered something that I've never done. To my knowledge, I've never even attempted it, at least not to my recollection. The Century Club. An extension of power hour, the century club is when you continue onward, past sixty shots in sixty minutes, and go 100 shots in 100 minutes. I would imagine that throwing up would almost have to be permitted, especially since most documentations of people completing the Century Club includes accounts of them hurling at one point or another, as long as they don't miss the next shot. In all seriousness, I doubt I will do much binge drinking once I get past my self-imposed ban of drinking until Christmas. But don't be surprised if this is one of the first things I accomplish when I get my tolerance back up near normal levels. Not my normal levels, just, you know, normal people level. Forget about the keg race or the gallon challenge for now. The first priority on my list: Century Club. In fact, I'm willing to set a deadline for achievement. January - Century Club.
February - Virgin Delight Nite. For those lucky enough to have known me during my pre-21 days, you know all about viring delight. wow. named so because of its non-alcohol flavor, yet high alcohol levels, and deep red color. it made virgins (young girls) very intoxicated so we could delight them (red color), well, i don't need to go into details. Anyway, this is a top secret recipe that I learned while working at UPS and was often used during the Olmstead days. since my memory is failing on a daily basis, I am going to try to remember the recipe right not and record it, so when February rolls around, I can pull this back up. Virgin's Delight: One case of beer (budweiser works good), One half gallon of vodka (cheaper the better, go with a plastic bottle), 2L bottle of mountain dew (we used the cheap giant alternative, worked great), entire container of koolaid (tropical punch, red color!), and a bottle of cherries (more red, plus fruit in any liquor drink has obvious benefits). Yes, cheap beer and cheap liquor somehow ends up tasting great. I'm pretty sure I am forgetting an ingredient, I'll have to check with my old roommates to make sure about that, if I can find out, I'll add it later. Anyway, mix all this shit into a five gallon bucket, and you are set. Seriously, its fantastic. I didn't believe it either at first, but we always had successful results. Except for the red stains that it created all over the apartment wherever it spilled. Damn that was a bitch to clean. So I'll make this for february because of valentine's day and the red color that most people associate with it
March - St. Patrick's Day. My favorite holiday. Greater in importance than my birthday and christmas combined. I'll have to explain all of this later. I've pretty much done everything imaginable for St. Patty's already; 24 hours of drinking, green beer, keg parties, state college, the works. One day, I'll actually go to Ireland. Since I'll have tuition payments due in March this year I doubt it will be 2006. Savanaha, Georgia is still my most likely destination for the annual Irish celebration. However, if the powers that be (money) decide that isn't feasible, I guess I'll be stuck in Pennsylvania, wherever I will be living at the time. If that is the case, a keg race, or gallon challenge, will be held. Most likely a gallon challenge. maybe i'll lower my standards and do a team keg race, so that more people are involved and the contest lasts a longer time. either way, i just realized how rediculous it is that i am planning out my 2006 year based on drinking goals that i want to accomplish, so i'm going to stop right now.
"Sobreity Update"
just in case you were wondering, i AM still completely sober since my november 31st entry. i've been to bars, drank water, gotten "the look" a thousand times over, been called a "fucking faggot" for drinking water, whatever. i really wish i would have shortened it until after my finals (this week), because the entire thing seems monotonous at this point. i don't really want to go out to the bars at all anymore, but i'd like to have a beer with my dad while we're working on my great-grandparent's house together. oh well ...
"End"
I am really disappointed in this entry. 1800 words and asbolutely nothing. I guess I really had nothing to write about, anywhere in my head, I just wanted to kill time before finals. I actually cooked myself a meal today, not just like a bowl of cereal, but a four course meal ... instead of studying. Oh well, back to the books. I gotta keep studying so I finish college before my kid sister ... yup, i suck at life.