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Hey kids! The rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated, I am alive and well. Well, at least I'm alive. The wicked hot summer time sun has been driving this lil' Irishman crazy the last few days. It doesn't matter if I put sunscreen on or not, I will manage to miss somewhere and get sunburn. This time it is a patch in the shape of a triangle on the back of my neck that hits the pillow whenever I lie down, so naturally it hurts like hell. Someday I'll stop being such a fuck up when it comes to sunscreen application. I think after 27 or 28 years I should have it mastered.
It seems like I have been up to a lot these days, I feel is if I'm a busy beaver. Luke and I were golfing fools the last week. We played twilight on Tuesday (we only got in 5 holes though, a bit of a disappointment), played twilight on Thursday (we were able to just barely cram in 18) and then went out to Countryside on Friday for another 18. I loved that course, I thought it was quite a challenge and pretty fun. Mind you I wish that we didn't walk the 18 holes at the hottest part of the day, but it was still a great time. I probably should have remembered to have breakfast, or at least a decent dinner the night before (I did neither) so with that and the combination of the heat and the sun I was feeling pretty lightheaded by the 17th hole. I couldn't hit a put to save my life yet somehow had a remotely decent score. It seems like I was 3 putting every fucking hole, and sometimes picking up without sinking that third putt. Argh. Sorry, nothing is quite as boring is hearing about someone else's golf game so I'll refrain from that and talk about something much more intriguing, my fantasy baseball team. Just kidding.
Friday night I went out to dinner with the Ruiz's and Mike to Joe's Seafood on Grand. It was pretty frickin' good. We had some martinis, some wine, some great food, good conversation and topped it off with some wicked amazing peppermint ice cream. Aww yeah. Peppermint ice cream might be my great weakness in life, it's so good. While we were there we were talking about how back in the day when people went out for dinner the dinner was the main event of the evening. They would stay for hours and shoot the shit while taking the time to properly savor their meal. I feel that this isn't done nearly often enough in today's society. Everything moves so quickly people don't take the time to enjoy things as thoroughly as they should. While there was really nothing special about friday night it was one of the best times I've had in a long time, very similar to the night we all went out to the Hopleaf and had the strangest conversation of all time (I think I blogged about that previously). It seems like I really enjoy myself when we have the more chill times, not that I don't enjoy raising it, but it's times like those that I really savor.
Last night I went as Billy O's date to Lindsey Skidmore's wedding. It was a pretty neat wedding. It was casual and everyone dressed up in Hawaiian gear. We had a pretty awesome time. It was good to see some people I hadn't seen in a while and of course, like at most weddings, we drank too much (I think the picture of Bill and I with cheap champagne bottles should tell that story) and had a really good time. Unfortunately Bill lost his camera, and I'm not sure lost is really the word that we should be using. He left it on the table while we was dancing and when we came back it was gone. Pretty shitty if you ask me. I have some faith in the people we hang out with and I'm holding out hope that someone thought it was their camera and grabbed it by accident and that it will still turn up. That kind of put a damper on the evening, but all in all a good time was had.
Wandering by the putting green (the reception was at a golf course) with an almost empty bottle of El Cheapo Sparkling Wine I had a nice good think by myself. It was a nice way for me to gather my thoughts about the way life has been as of late and the things that are going on in it. I just felt really calm and peaceful under the stars with all of the nice green grass around me and it gave me some time to contemplate. It was a nice little moment for me. If you ever get bored ask me about it and I'll go into all of the details, if I feel like it. Mwahahaha.
I sure am glad that the Red Sox decided to limp into the All Star Break. Ugh.
Myspace put up all of the new Bad Religion album that is coming out on Tuesday. I listened to it. It's fucking superb. Go to your local record store and pick that shit up on Tuesday or it's your loss.
That's all for now boys and girls. I'm gonna go sweat in the other room now and dream about the arctic.
It seems like I have been up to a lot these days, I feel is if I'm a busy beaver. Luke and I were golfing fools the last week. We played twilight on Tuesday (we only got in 5 holes though, a bit of a disappointment), played twilight on Thursday (we were able to just barely cram in 18) and then went out to Countryside on Friday for another 18. I loved that course, I thought it was quite a challenge and pretty fun. Mind you I wish that we didn't walk the 18 holes at the hottest part of the day, but it was still a great time. I probably should have remembered to have breakfast, or at least a decent dinner the night before (I did neither) so with that and the combination of the heat and the sun I was feeling pretty lightheaded by the 17th hole. I couldn't hit a put to save my life yet somehow had a remotely decent score. It seems like I was 3 putting every fucking hole, and sometimes picking up without sinking that third putt. Argh. Sorry, nothing is quite as boring is hearing about someone else's golf game so I'll refrain from that and talk about something much more intriguing, my fantasy baseball team. Just kidding.
Friday night I went out to dinner with the Ruiz's and Mike to Joe's Seafood on Grand. It was pretty frickin' good. We had some martinis, some wine, some great food, good conversation and topped it off with some wicked amazing peppermint ice cream. Aww yeah. Peppermint ice cream might be my great weakness in life, it's so good. While we were there we were talking about how back in the day when people went out for dinner the dinner was the main event of the evening. They would stay for hours and shoot the shit while taking the time to properly savor their meal. I feel that this isn't done nearly often enough in today's society. Everything moves so quickly people don't take the time to enjoy things as thoroughly as they should. While there was really nothing special about friday night it was one of the best times I've had in a long time, very similar to the night we all went out to the Hopleaf and had the strangest conversation of all time (I think I blogged about that previously). It seems like I really enjoy myself when we have the more chill times, not that I don't enjoy raising it, but it's times like those that I really savor.
Last night I went as Billy O's date to Lindsey Skidmore's wedding. It was a pretty neat wedding. It was casual and everyone dressed up in Hawaiian gear. We had a pretty awesome time. It was good to see some people I hadn't seen in a while and of course, like at most weddings, we drank too much (I think the picture of Bill and I with cheap champagne bottles should tell that story) and had a really good time. Unfortunately Bill lost his camera, and I'm not sure lost is really the word that we should be using. He left it on the table while we was dancing and when we came back it was gone. Pretty shitty if you ask me. I have some faith in the people we hang out with and I'm holding out hope that someone thought it was their camera and grabbed it by accident and that it will still turn up. That kind of put a damper on the evening, but all in all a good time was had.
Wandering by the putting green (the reception was at a golf course) with an almost empty bottle of El Cheapo Sparkling Wine I had a nice good think by myself. It was a nice way for me to gather my thoughts about the way life has been as of late and the things that are going on in it. I just felt really calm and peaceful under the stars with all of the nice green grass around me and it gave me some time to contemplate. It was a nice little moment for me. If you ever get bored ask me about it and I'll go into all of the details, if I feel like it. Mwahahaha.
I sure am glad that the Red Sox decided to limp into the All Star Break. Ugh.
Myspace put up all of the new Bad Religion album that is coming out on Tuesday. I listened to it. It's fucking superb. Go to your local record store and pick that shit up on Tuesday or it's your loss.
That's all for now boys and girls. I'm gonna go sweat in the other room now and dream about the arctic.