I'll Be In My Room Painting....FRIDAY Things

Last weekend Double D, Hendo, Wags and I ventured to Kansas City to go to Dave & Busters, me being a D & B virgin and all.....and it was AWESOME. Drinking and video games and shit-talking. If ever there was a place made for me, D & B's is definitely it. I don't care that we were among the only guys in the building that weren't a) 16 or younger, or b) accompanied by girls. We got accused by a couple of girls of being gay. My response: "Yup, totally. Big time gay. You're still not getting our cup full of tickets." Their boyfriends were chirping in our ear (good-naturedly) while we were playing the game where you throw footballs through different holes for different yardage, so we challenged them to a 4-on-4 game, cumulative team score, and beat them 2 out of 3. And we still didn't give their girls our tickets. You know how many friendship bracelets we can buy now?

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I had my first Taco Bell experience since finding out their meat was fake....it was the same as it ever was for me: delicious, but only because I was not sober. They could announce that they were adding another couple layers to the Crunchwrap Supreme, consisting of dog food and wet newspaper, and as long as I was at least 8 beers deep, I'd be OK with eating it. Also, we've all been saying it wrong for years. It's TACO Bell, emphasis on the 'taco', not 'bell.' Via the D.O.C. and J-Po.

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Well, it's official: my old man is on Facebook. Just a matter of time, really, as over the last couple of years he has followed in his oldest son's footsteps and become a pretty big internet junkie. He spends more time on gun enthusiast message boards than David Hasselhoff (is that how that joke goes? Maybe something about a beach? I always mess it up.) Anyway, I'm pretty sure I don't have to worry about my mom joining anytime soon, considering she just got a cell phone about six months ago. Exciting new technology, those cellular telephones.

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I vote that it's time to ditch the leaping shoulder bump celebration in sports. It's gone about as far as it can go. I know I've gotten my enjoyment out of it-- Ricky and I, upon the entrance of one of us into the multi-purpose court at Hyslop, used to sprint the length of the court to shoulder bump each other and celebrate another day of noon ball-- but that was like five years ago. Now, when starting lineups get introduced and they do little mini bumps to EVERY player on the team, or when every timeout is greeted with the bench players sprinting out onto the court to shoulder bump the players coming off (Kansas is guilty of both of these) it's just getting annoying. I'm not trying to piss in anyone's cereal bowl here, I've just had enough of it.








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Happy Friday. Only 10 more days until Selection Sunday. This is my excited face.