WEEKEND HALFTIME: "It smells like hippies in here.."
It's me, It's me, It's that D-O- Double-G, rollin' once again through the weekend with that B-to-the-A, to the Double-D.
In actuality, the Assman is still MIA, lost somewhere in France. Apparently it doesn't matter how many times you liberate a man's country, if you're a MINUTE late to the tarmac, YOU WILL NOT GET ON THAT PLANE! So Carmen and the Durty's Excellent Adventure will end a day later than originally planned. As they say in Gaul, "C'est la vie."
But no worries! On a night where the moon looked like a cotonball, not having to go to the airport was a welcomed change in plans.
And why's that, you ask? And when you ask, I'm certain you realized that not only did the Buccos lose, dropping me to a respectable (8-8) on the season, but also that Rob struck out to end it in the 9th. 3-2 Pitch, representing the tying run. Really, asking for another huge win from him is quite a lot. I'm over it.
And how couldn't I be over it? I mean, I was sitting with two wedding-party guys, namely Pizz and Z. Playing "which friend ______" Friday night at the Iguana Lounge was good ol' fashioned fun, and it was a solid weekend of old time Yough fun. And on top of THAT, I was sitting next to the DELTA DENTAL SMILE OF THE GAME, which belonged to the lovely apple of my eye, Jeanie. Oddly, when she, Kup, and I went to the game a couple weeks ago, she openly wished she could be the Smile of the Game, and today, as we made our way past the kettle corn and towards the seats, Walt the Camera Guy hand-picked her for JUST that honour. Not only did she get some quality Jumbotron time (complete with a wink), a Public Address shout-out, AND her name in lights, but she also came home with some money swag, namely a Roberto Clemente t-shirt and a non-fitted gold-billed Pirates cap. (*Note to Jeanie: NEVER WEAR IT BACKWARDS!).
Post-game, we made our way to Doc's in shadyside, where a number of people reminded her that she was the smile of the game, Kris sported the same shirt as Sleazey-E, and Drew used Wonka Candy to make new friends.
All in all, it's been a solid weekend. It took me all Friday to recover from Thursday night, but good times were had in the Derrty Souf with the aforementioned Pizz and Z. Saturday started off shakily enough, as I awoke to a dangerously, disturbingly happy dream, but things picked up (despite a PSU conference loss) with the similarly aforementioned festivities. Tomorrow should be solid-- I get some quality Penny time, a homemade meal, and inbetween writing my Opening Argument for Monday and Picking up the Lost Tribe from the airport, we get a SUNDAY NIGHT STILLERS GAME!
And finally, two amazing things I learned today:
1) Peanut M&Ms taste perfectly fine, once the peanuts have been removed.
2) I have a subscription to the INCREDIBLY FINELY WRITTEN AND BEAUTIFULLY ILLUSTRATED Astonishing X-Men!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All my non-geek Peeps out there will say, "so what?" I'll say, "Screw you! It's the best written X-Men I've ever read, and it's the best superhero comic not called "Identity Crisis" on the market today.
I thought I owed Jeanie a Wookie Life debt before, now, I'm pretty sure she gets one of my booze-soaked kidneys.
okay, it's not quite bedtime, though we approach 3Am. I'm just in a major-league level good mood right now, and rockin' out to Yellowcard. It's almost like I'm 17, or something, I dunno?
Good night all, hope your Saturdays were as sweet-ass as mine!
-apk
In actuality, the Assman is still MIA, lost somewhere in France. Apparently it doesn't matter how many times you liberate a man's country, if you're a MINUTE late to the tarmac, YOU WILL NOT GET ON THAT PLANE! So Carmen and the Durty's Excellent Adventure will end a day later than originally planned. As they say in Gaul, "C'est la vie."
But no worries! On a night where the moon looked like a cotonball, not having to go to the airport was a welcomed change in plans.
And why's that, you ask? And when you ask, I'm certain you realized that not only did the Buccos lose, dropping me to a respectable (8-8) on the season, but also that Rob struck out to end it in the 9th. 3-2 Pitch, representing the tying run. Really, asking for another huge win from him is quite a lot. I'm over it.
And how couldn't I be over it? I mean, I was sitting with two wedding-party guys, namely Pizz and Z. Playing "which friend ______" Friday night at the Iguana Lounge was good ol' fashioned fun, and it was a solid weekend of old time Yough fun. And on top of THAT, I was sitting next to the DELTA DENTAL SMILE OF THE GAME, which belonged to the lovely apple of my eye, Jeanie. Oddly, when she, Kup, and I went to the game a couple weeks ago, she openly wished she could be the Smile of the Game, and today, as we made our way past the kettle corn and towards the seats, Walt the Camera Guy hand-picked her for JUST that honour. Not only did she get some quality Jumbotron time (complete with a wink), a Public Address shout-out, AND her name in lights, but she also came home with some money swag, namely a Roberto Clemente t-shirt and a non-fitted gold-billed Pirates cap. (*Note to Jeanie: NEVER WEAR IT BACKWARDS!).
Post-game, we made our way to Doc's in shadyside, where a number of people reminded her that she was the smile of the game, Kris sported the same shirt as Sleazey-E, and Drew used Wonka Candy to make new friends.
All in all, it's been a solid weekend. It took me all Friday to recover from Thursday night, but good times were had in the Derrty Souf with the aforementioned Pizz and Z. Saturday started off shakily enough, as I awoke to a dangerously, disturbingly happy dream, but things picked up (despite a PSU conference loss) with the similarly aforementioned festivities. Tomorrow should be solid-- I get some quality Penny time, a homemade meal, and inbetween writing my Opening Argument for Monday and Picking up the Lost Tribe from the airport, we get a SUNDAY NIGHT STILLERS GAME!
And finally, two amazing things I learned today:
1) Peanut M&Ms taste perfectly fine, once the peanuts have been removed.
2) I have a subscription to the INCREDIBLY FINELY WRITTEN AND BEAUTIFULLY ILLUSTRATED Astonishing X-Men!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All my non-geek Peeps out there will say, "so what?" I'll say, "Screw you! It's the best written X-Men I've ever read, and it's the best superhero comic not called "Identity Crisis" on the market today.
I thought I owed Jeanie a Wookie Life debt before, now, I'm pretty sure she gets one of my booze-soaked kidneys.
okay, it's not quite bedtime, though we approach 3Am. I'm just in a major-league level good mood right now, and rockin' out to Yellowcard. It's almost like I'm 17, or something, I dunno?
Good night all, hope your Saturdays were as sweet-ass as mine!
-apk
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