Tuesday, May 31, 2005
in which patch elaborates on his weekend
I started thinking about it and I decided Memorial Day Weekend deserved more than just a short blurb. If you prefer a little mystery, though, skip this post and just read the previous one. See? Something for everybody.
Friday night started with a suprise birthday party for Double S at Cheapside. Dirty and I got there early to eat dinner. Actually, I got there really early to find a table on the patio - and it's a good thing because as soon as I pulled into a parking spot, I realized my back left tire was leaking air at an alarming rate. So, I had to change a tire in downtown Lexington in my Friday-night-go-to-meeting clothes. Luckily, I'm an expert at changing tires and didn't get a spot on me. The party was fun. There were a lot of people from UK's Spanish department there, so we English speakers huddled close and prayed they wouldn't try to rough us up or take our beer money. Dirty had to work so he left early. But he was replaced by Kup. Some would say that was a more than fair trade. I'm not that cruel, however. After Cheapside, Kup, Double S, BP, BP's little sister, and I went to Tolly Ho's then back to BP and Double S's.
Saturday I went to Lawrenceburg to hang out with the Nephews. We played Star Wars. Star Wars is a game where my nephews hit me about the face and neck with plastic lighsabres. That night I went to Atomic Cafe with E and F. I saw a lot of people I knew which is nice because it makes you feel popular even when you're not. After that I met up with Double S, BP, and little sister and we went to a Spanish Department party. BP's little sister and I were the only gringos but she looks kind of latin and I know lots of spanish profanities, so we faked it. We eventually left the party and went to Kitty's. We saw the drunkest guy I've ever seen in my life. And it wasn't me. At one point he was throwing up and kissing his girlfriend at more or less the same time. Neat. We went to the Ho again after that, but I couldn't eat.
Sunday, after church, I went to Johnny Carino's with BP & crew. We heard the story of how Johnny Carino's got it's name. It's a boring story and the chef kept touching my shoulder as he told it. Creepy. That night I had a cookout. BP, Double S, little sister, F, E, and Dirty came over. I was hilarious. Seriously. Everybody peed a little. After that I went to BP's to listen to a little screaming and to watch Scream. It was scarier ten years ago.
Yesterday, went back to BP's and watched The Life Aquatic. Not as good as I wanted it to be, but still okay. BP sent me home with a Mexican movie called Y TU MAMA TAMBIEN. It was good up until the dudes kissed. What are you trying to say, BP? I also made salsa and read comic books. My weekend kicked your weekend's ass.
SOUNDS LIKE AN OVERALL FUN WEEKEND! WHAT KIND OF TRANSPORTATION DO YOU HAVE NOW? YOU GOT RID OF THE EXPLODER RIGHT?
I sold the Explorer a few months ago. I'm in a blue Dodge Ram now.
any subliminal YOU message you got from KNOW that movie YOU involving you and WANT me making out IT should be ignored.
You took it too far... Ugh.
too far?
or just far enough?
...ugh, yeah...too far.
my apologies.
God, please just stop...
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Friday night started with a suprise birthday party for Double S at Cheapside. Dirty and I got there early to eat dinner. Actually, I got there really early to find a table on the patio - and it's a good thing because as soon as I pulled into a parking spot, I realized my back left tire was leaking air at an alarming rate. So, I had to change a tire in downtown Lexington in my Friday-night-go-to-meeting clothes. Luckily, I'm an expert at changing tires and didn't get a spot on me. The party was fun. There were a lot of people from UK's Spanish department there, so we English speakers huddled close and prayed they wouldn't try to rough us up or take our beer money. Dirty had to work so he left early. But he was replaced by Kup. Some would say that was a more than fair trade. I'm not that cruel, however. After Cheapside, Kup, Double S, BP, BP's little sister, and I went to Tolly Ho's then back to BP and Double S's.
Saturday I went to Lawrenceburg to hang out with the Nephews. We played Star Wars. Star Wars is a game where my nephews hit me about the face and neck with plastic lighsabres. That night I went to Atomic Cafe with E and F. I saw a lot of people I knew which is nice because it makes you feel popular even when you're not. After that I met up with Double S, BP, and little sister and we went to a Spanish Department party. BP's little sister and I were the only gringos but she looks kind of latin and I know lots of spanish profanities, so we faked it. We eventually left the party and went to Kitty's. We saw the drunkest guy I've ever seen in my life. And it wasn't me. At one point he was throwing up and kissing his girlfriend at more or less the same time. Neat. We went to the Ho again after that, but I couldn't eat.
Sunday, after church, I went to Johnny Carino's with BP & crew. We heard the story of how Johnny Carino's got it's name. It's a boring story and the chef kept touching my shoulder as he told it. Creepy. That night I had a cookout. BP, Double S, little sister, F, E, and Dirty came over. I was hilarious. Seriously. Everybody peed a little. After that I went to BP's to listen to a little screaming and to watch Scream. It was scarier ten years ago.
Yesterday, went back to BP's and watched The Life Aquatic. Not as good as I wanted it to be, but still okay. BP sent me home with a Mexican movie called Y TU MAMA TAMBIEN. It was good up until the dudes kissed. What are you trying to say, BP? I also made salsa and read comic books. My weekend kicked your weekend's ass.
SOUNDS LIKE AN OVERALL FUN WEEKEND! WHAT KIND OF TRANSPORTATION DO YOU HAVE NOW? YOU GOT RID OF THE EXPLODER RIGHT?
I sold the Explorer a few months ago. I'm in a blue Dodge Ram now.
any subliminal YOU message you got from KNOW that movie YOU involving you and WANT me making out IT should be ignored.
You took it too far... Ugh.
too far?
or just far enough?
...ugh, yeah...too far.
my apologies.
God, please just stop...
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