Monday, September 11, 2006
weekend
Friday night Sara and I ate at Miyakos, then she went to the comic book store with me. I told her if she behaved we'd get some ice cream after that. In the comic book store she kept her head down and didn't make eye contact with anyone so we walked down to Baskin Robbins after that. Later that night we met Jennifer and Mike for a 9:20 showing of Hollywood Land. It was really good. I was really suprised at what a good job Ben Affleck did. Who knew the drug-addled throw pillow had it in him? After the movie Sara and I drove back to my house so she could get her car. A helicopter was flying low around the vicinity of my neighborhood shining a spotlight for about fifteen minutes. I love the suburbaghetto!
Saturday I had a morning meeting at St. Awesome's. Went really well. Exciting stuff happening. Sara had to work all day, but once she got off we drove to Lawerenceburg because my parent's church was having a pig pickin'. My brother, sister-in-law, and nephews were there. There was a high-speed hay ride and a lady told me I was fat for the third year running. AWESOME!
Sunday headed out to St. Awesome's for both services. Sat in some coffee during the first service. That made my pants smell and feel nice. After Reverb there was a potluck. The Colonel and I recorded a new podcast during the potluck. It was a potcast. GET IT??!! That's the second time I've used that joke. It KILLS. After church I went home and took a nap. After the nap I boiled some crab legs and watched the Simpsons and Family Guy. I tried to watch The War At Home, but for some reason I only enjoy it if Sara's with me.
Yeah, that's the show. Sara LOVES it. We both know how crappy it is, but something draws us in every time. It's pretty spitefully funny at times, if not terribly original. Also, the daughter is hot. And the mom too, in a very different way.
Also, I can still picture you crouched over, coffee dripping from your face, unable and unwilling to move.
Also, little known fact: The girl who was sitting next to you by chance that you got coffe all over? I kept seeing her around St. Awesome's and was thinking about asking her out. She probably would have been completely crazy and ended up killing me or crushing my soul - and I never would have ended up eventually dating the most incredible girl in the world.
So, basically, you making a complete ass of yourself with a cup of coffee during a church service is probably responsible for my current happiness.
Way to go! I can think of about a half dozen other crazy girls I wish you'd spilled coffee on.
Aquaman is correct, The War at Home is effin' whore-a-bull! I don't care how hot the mom and daughter are (yeah, they are pretty smokin') it doesn't redeem this taint of a show.
Also, I'm not for sure, but when a lady at a pig pickin' calls you fat, I think that's a compliment.
Patrick just admitted he had crabs last night (sound: Peter Griffin's laugh) Yeah.....
You can both stop judging me.
how was your first fantasy weekend, i know it isn't over with a double-header tonight but im curious. you should secretly give me your login so i can check on it everyday like it is my child.
fatty.
ps. i like the war at home... but that should be expected.
My team went up against Bryan Carter's team and I lost.
I'll give you the login. James already has it too. He went in and made some changes for me this morning.
(Start nerdy fantasy football drivel) This type of action may be a rules infraction....I'm reporting you the league commissioner! (End scene!)
I don't care who controls your team, but if they don't do a better job in the future, you may want to do some homework for yourself and take control of "your" team....that is until you play me, and then please feel free to give the idiots control again.
I think you need a nap.
1) You went to miyako's and didn't invite me?
2) I understand about "The War at Home" it's kind of like that with me and Erin... I only enjoy making out with her if she's there.
3) There really is no third... but I feel rediculous just making two points... so there's always a third.
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Saturday I had a morning meeting at St. Awesome's. Went really well. Exciting stuff happening. Sara had to work all day, but once she got off we drove to Lawerenceburg because my parent's church was having a pig pickin'. My brother, sister-in-law, and nephews were there. There was a high-speed hay ride and a lady told me I was fat for the third year running. AWESOME!
Sunday headed out to St. Awesome's for both services. Sat in some coffee during the first service. That made my pants smell and feel nice. After Reverb there was a potluck. The Colonel and I recorded a new podcast during the potluck. It was a potcast. GET IT??!! That's the second time I've used that joke. It KILLS. After church I went home and took a nap. After the nap I boiled some crab legs and watched the Simpsons and Family Guy. I tried to watch The War At Home, but for some reason I only enjoy it if Sara's with me.
Yeah, that's the show. Sara LOVES it. We both know how crappy it is, but something draws us in every time. It's pretty spitefully funny at times, if not terribly original. Also, the daughter is hot. And the mom too, in a very different way.
Also, I can still picture you crouched over, coffee dripping from your face, unable and unwilling to move.
Also, little known fact: The girl who was sitting next to you by chance that you got coffe all over? I kept seeing her around St. Awesome's and was thinking about asking her out. She probably would have been completely crazy and ended up killing me or crushing my soul - and I never would have ended up eventually dating the most incredible girl in the world.
So, basically, you making a complete ass of yourself with a cup of coffee during a church service is probably responsible for my current happiness.
Way to go! I can think of about a half dozen other crazy girls I wish you'd spilled coffee on.
Aquaman is correct, The War at Home is effin' whore-a-bull! I don't care how hot the mom and daughter are (yeah, they are pretty smokin') it doesn't redeem this taint of a show.
Also, I'm not for sure, but when a lady at a pig pickin' calls you fat, I think that's a compliment.
Patrick just admitted he had crabs last night (sound: Peter Griffin's laugh) Yeah.....
You can both stop judging me.
how was your first fantasy weekend, i know it isn't over with a double-header tonight but im curious. you should secretly give me your login so i can check on it everyday like it is my child.
fatty.
ps. i like the war at home... but that should be expected.
My team went up against Bryan Carter's team and I lost.
I'll give you the login. James already has it too. He went in and made some changes for me this morning.
(Start nerdy fantasy football drivel) This type of action may be a rules infraction....I'm reporting you the league commissioner! (End scene!)
I don't care who controls your team, but if they don't do a better job in the future, you may want to do some homework for yourself and take control of "your" team....that is until you play me, and then please feel free to give the idiots control again.
I think you need a nap.
1) You went to miyako's and didn't invite me?
2) I understand about "The War at Home" it's kind of like that with me and Erin... I only enjoy making out with her if she's there.
3) There really is no third... but I feel rediculous just making two points... so there's always a third.
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