celebrities, swimming & monkeys
FYI: The Dukes of Hazard premiere was here...in Knoxville...I'm not really sure why, but it was.
Sooooo in the last 24 hours...
*Cheryl goes into the liquor store in overly large pajamas at 8pm and purchases whiskey.
*Drunkenly caravan to 4620 martini bar and hang out in front waiting to stalk Jessica Simpson, Johnny Knoxville, and Sean William Scott.
*Lock my keys in my car while waiting for celebrities. Continue to drink whiskey out of the bottle while trying to figure out what to do about it.
*Kim disappears with a Frenchman named Jean Pierre who now wants to fly her to Paris to drink wine.
*Eli breaks into my car. Give it up for engineers.
*Patrol all of the bars on the strip, downtown, and the old city looking for any sign of celebrity-ness.
*Spot limos out front of the crown plaza.
*Get a glimpse of Jessica running into hotel (she is not nice or smart and won’t take pictures with anyone).
*Make friends with their limo drivers who let us hang out in the limo, give us their card and tell us they would treat us even better than Jessica if we ever want a ride. Because of our charisma, they also suggest that if the celebrities decide to go out, maybe we should be at blue sapphire.
*Go to blue sapphire (obviously).
*Get hit on by the producer of the Dukes of Hazard movie as well as Jessica Simpson’s bodyguard, who then take to buying us numerous tequila shots.
*Get the producer’s business card. ...Anyone need an acting job?
*While riding around in the limo, Kim kisses the producer. Good one kim...
*Go to the pub for a while...get home around 3.
*Wake up at 6:30am for the city swim meet finals.
*Spray my hair bright orange and put on lots of face paint.
*See a baby monkey wearing a diaper and a shirt... and sitting on some woman’s shoulder...at a swim meet... (Someone then tells this woman that only service animals are allowed in the building...to which she quickly replies "this is a service animal!" and pulls out papers to prove it. Apparently this woman suffers from depression and was issued a very small MONKEY in order to combat the illness. Weeeird...)
*Have an insane dance party in the middle of the meet.
*Have "sausage biscuit" written up my arm in sharpie...
*Pretty much make an elaborate scene anytime one of our kids swims.
That's really all i've got right now.
Sooooo in the last 24 hours...
*Cheryl goes into the liquor store in overly large pajamas at 8pm and purchases whiskey.
*Drunkenly caravan to 4620 martini bar and hang out in front waiting to stalk Jessica Simpson, Johnny Knoxville, and Sean William Scott.
*Lock my keys in my car while waiting for celebrities. Continue to drink whiskey out of the bottle while trying to figure out what to do about it.
*Kim disappears with a Frenchman named Jean Pierre who now wants to fly her to Paris to drink wine.
*Eli breaks into my car. Give it up for engineers.
*Patrol all of the bars on the strip, downtown, and the old city looking for any sign of celebrity-ness.
*Spot limos out front of the crown plaza.
*Get a glimpse of Jessica running into hotel (she is not nice or smart and won’t take pictures with anyone).
*Make friends with their limo drivers who let us hang out in the limo, give us their card and tell us they would treat us even better than Jessica if we ever want a ride. Because of our charisma, they also suggest that if the celebrities decide to go out, maybe we should be at blue sapphire.
*Go to blue sapphire (obviously).
*Get hit on by the producer of the Dukes of Hazard movie as well as Jessica Simpson’s bodyguard, who then take to buying us numerous tequila shots.
*Get the producer’s business card. ...Anyone need an acting job?
*While riding around in the limo, Kim kisses the producer. Good one kim...
*Go to the pub for a while...get home around 3.
*Wake up at 6:30am for the city swim meet finals.
*Spray my hair bright orange and put on lots of face paint.
*See a baby monkey wearing a diaper and a shirt... and sitting on some woman’s shoulder...at a swim meet... (Someone then tells this woman that only service animals are allowed in the building...to which she quickly replies "this is a service animal!" and pulls out papers to prove it. Apparently this woman suffers from depression and was issued a very small MONKEY in order to combat the illness. Weeeird...)
*Have an insane dance party in the middle of the meet.
*Have "sausage biscuit" written up my arm in sharpie...
*Pretty much make an elaborate scene anytime one of our kids swims.
That's really all i've got right now.