Bubbles

Another new week here in College Station brings forth some mixed emotions. I have my date with the county court in the morning and we won't be going Dutch, that's for dang sure >=( Also I get paid this week! Pretty stoked about that.

Went to work on Saturday morning with absolutely no hangover. That was great. Bad news is that I still can't find my keys from when I sat on the couch and typed up my last post over at David's apartment. YAY. It had my ONLY motorcycle key on it. Isn't that wonderful. Before you even think about why I had no extras, you have to specially order them. You can't go to Home Depot of course. I could always hotwire the ZX6 but I wouldn't have a parking lock on it, so it might decide to "run away" sometime.

Anyways, I woke up to my cell phone going off and it was Cliff from work. Yeah. I was late. One and a half hours late too. Rushed off to work in the car and felt pretty much drained for most of the day. Manual labor isn't all that fun when you feel like that. But I did own that job once that "weakness" wore off. Ha, weakness. I don't have one of those. For being late my coworkers decided to dub me "Bubbles." You'd be surprised how much harder you work in order to dispel that nickname. I probably heard "Bubbles" shouted at least twenty times that day.

Note: When someone at work asks you if your hands are clean, it's to take out old oil =)

Got off work and invited Cliff over to Pieper's BBQ party over at his place (Pieper is an old Sear's coworker). There were some odd people there that didn't talk very much and creeped me out a little, but as always Lucy and Pieper were excellent hosts. Dude, I met a freakin' cool guy there. His name is PHIL. Yeah, I feel like I've been meeting a lot of Phils lately, but when the one you meet has the same middle name, is the same height, and is wearing a white beanie like I was: HOLY CRAP! We ate the hell outta some chicken, sausage, chopped beef, fruit, veggies, brownies and all kinds of stuff that makes you fat and happy. Of course there was my favorite frothy beverage of all time to wash it down with.

I headed over to Bundick's where we started a roaring fire in the fireplace and made a makeshift beer pong table. People started streaming in and the party got bigger and bigger. I ended up playing Speed Quarters with about 6 people and I discovered something important. I'm badass at quarters! I had no idea. It would only take one or two bounces to make it in. I rock and roll all night long. After a couple of beers at Piepers, 3 more from Beer Pong and about 1.5 with speed quarters, I was starting to feel a little toasted. Not so bad because of the extended period of time. Not so bad until we played a bit of Circle of Death... Yeah, definitely got owned. The last card drawn in the game was mine of course and it required me to consume 40 drinks of my beverage. Chewing up saltine crackers and blowing bits of them against David in battle was DEFINITELY worthwhile. Lindsey was caught in the action and had a hairfull of soggy cracker bits. Gross...but great.

Rant #435
I'm gonna state now that there are a lot of Chris' guests that are LAME. In case y'all are reading this, y'all simply do NOT like to have conversations or even say hello to people. I bought two cases last night and received no Thank You for your fun night of beer pong. Oh you didn't know? You think beer just magically appears on counters and in fridges? Also, tell the girls you're with to FINISH their beers rather than just opening them and taking two sips.

Enough ranting. You get the picture.

I did learn some important information from the party:
1. Hardhats do fit over beanies.
2. There was a man from Georgia who stole 12,000 bicycles and pawned NONE of them.
3. Camel Crushes are NEAT!
4. Kyle Marko sucks at Beer Pong
5. Golf balls knock Beer Pong cups over on contact.
6. Do not give Kyle Marko golf balls.

I feel that my recent posts have been less than spectacular. You'll have to forgive me for that. Or else.

Possibly seeing Quantum of Solace tonight? I'll tell ya how it is if I go. Guess that's it for now unless something incredible happens tonight.



Makin' the world my Ho since '86,
Phil