First thing I read this morning is this,
yum. It gives new meaning to "Bacon up your sausage!" I almost want to try one, just to see how badly my body will react. I think my body would probably reject it. But it'd be fun.
This weekend was pretty cool. Friday we went to happy hour at, coincidentially enough, Fridays. Me, Jess and Cathy went from work, met up with Josh and Merri there for a while. Saw Josie there for a little bit too, but by that point I was too drunk to really care about doing anything, I was just having fun. We sat around, drinking, having a good time til around 10pm, maybe 10:30. Cathy left around 7pm, she wanted to take her son out for dinner since he got straight A's (he's 9 years old). The bar bill for the 4 of us was like $160 or so, nuts.
Then we packed up and took off, Jess had to go let her dog out since no one had let him out since 8am. Me Josh and Merri all went back to Merri's house, trying to leave our cars there so someone else could drive us up to Tara's in Port Jeff. After sitting around til almost 11, we realized we weren't getting a ride so we called Jess back to pick us up. She was already in the parking lot at Tara's, damn. We begged my cousin Megan one more time to take us, but she was putting The Baby to sleep. So, no. The Baby overrules all. So I said screw it, by that point I was sobering up so I took everyone up to Tara's.
Walked in, had a beer and a shot handed to me. Uh oh. Turns out Jess knew most of the bartenders there, had a bunch of friends there. So most of us drank free while we were there. I only had the one beer and shot though, since I had to drive everyone home. Had a good time though, relaxed, played some pool. Watched Josh and Jess battle it out on the billiards table for at least 5 games. Dunno who won though.
This guy came in trying to play, and he could barely stand. He asked me three times where the pen to sign up for the next game was, and it was sitting in front of him, tied to a string. He kept holding onto the table in the middle of the game, trying to keep himself upright. Really, REALLY drunk. Then he didn't want to pay for his game, or rack the balls. He just wanted to start shooting, being pretty disruptive. So someone called over the owner, and he told the guy to leave. Guy didn't take that too well. Ended up badly for him though when the owner and two off-duty cops tossed him out on his face. Split his head open pretty well too, from what I heard.
The moral? Only drink enough so that you start wavering back and forth, but not enough so you can't stand. Derp.
Oh and Sarah called me. She wanted to do a shot. I have no idea what she wanted to do a shot of though, since she was a stumbling mess. That, and the bar was really loud and I couldn't hear her. Really funny though.
Ended up leaving around 1:30am or so. Dropped off Merri and Josh at Merri's house, since they were both getting a little cozy with each other. Hey, guy's been in Iraq for a year, can't blame him. Slightly incestuous though, since both their last names are Lane. I left 'em there, they both say nothing happened. Sure it didn't. *wink wink*
Got home around 2am, screwed around for a bit. Gave Manda a call, cuz I told her I'd call her later in the week. Started talkin for a bit. She admitted that she's been thinking about me more lately, and I admitted I've been thinking about her more lately too. Not really sure what's going to happen there. I suppose after 5 years, you get a history with someone, a real comfortable feeling. I guess I'll wait and see what happens. Well, I know what I'd like to happen. I do miss her. Enjoy the chocolate babe.
I think we talked for an hour or so, and I finally crashed around 4am. Very tired.
Saturday was pretty tame. Woke up somewhat late, like 11ish. Played more Wow, leveled to 53 by last night, halfway to 54. I rock. Hung around most of the day though. Talked to Mango to find out the game is 10am on Sunday, and that he went out Friday night to a new bar in Centereach with a mechanical bull. I might have to spend some time there. Sounds hot. He also mentioned going to see Dave Chappelle at Mohegan Sun that night, which should be awesome. I thought Josh was gonna come by, but he spent most of the day getting skiing equipment for next weekend, and then helping Carol set up her sister's baby shower party for Sunday. So I prettymuch just hung around. It was relaxing. Think I crashed around 1am or so.
Sunday I woke up around 8:30 for the game at 10am. Got to the field and of course, it was all locked up again. This league really blows for getting things done. And the officials suck. The only really good thing is the amount of contact, it's real physical. That, I like. We lost, again. Were up 14-13 with a minute left and they scored on us. Ended up being 19-14. Bastards. Oh well, chalk up another L for Team MOBO. I had another 2 sacks, which was pretty sub-par for me. Did have a batted pass, and a whole lot of tackles on or behind the line though. The officiating really sucked. They called an "inadvertant whistle" that cost us a 75 yard touchdown run. Took that right back from us. Just awful. Arguing with the players, forgetting the down, losing track of time. Really bad. Hell, everyone knows as an official you dont argue with the players. Your word is law. Sheesh. Lot of fighting after the game, our QB, our captain, one of the receivers. Getting kinda ugly, but they'll all work it out this week. They'll just get together and smoke, and tell each other how much they love each other. MOBO, held together by weed.
Rest of Sunday was pretty tame too. Watched I, Robot with my father, since my mother didn't want to see it with him. They signed up for that Blockbuster plan, $15/month, you can take out any two dvds at a time, bring them back whenever and get 2 more. Not a bad deal if you get more than 3-4 dvds a month. Helped make a ham for dinner, that was good. Prettymuch just relaxed again, since my quads were bothering me from the game. Had a lot of explosion and running, haven't done that in a few weeks with all the snow. Still a little sore.
Oh and Mango didn't go see Chappelle, the bastard rescheduled, for the second time. That sucks. He was up at a casino til like 7am, then came and played at 10am. What a trooper.
I think that was prettymuch my weekend. Maybe go skiing with Josh next weekend, not sure. Heading to Camelback in PA. We'll see.
I should do some work now. Have a good Monday.