August 19, 2007
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Yesterday we played Whirley Ball. Of course, I was the first one to arrive, getting there shortly after 1:30 in the pm. While I waited for everybody else to show up, I pumped some music in the jukebox. After a few minutes, Dave, Jt, Lance and his cute friend showed up. We wound up getting started a little late, not until about 2:10 which really sucked because with Whirley Ball, your hour starts at the top of the hour no matter if your game starts then or not. We had just 10 people to start and soon Scooty and Kris (with the baby) showed up while we played the first game. We won the first game and everybody took a quick break to grab beer before the next game. For the 2nd game, I wound up in a very crappy car which ran like a John Deere, very loud and bumpy. For some reason, the Sanford and Son song was playing in my head while I was in the car. Next game I switched teams and was in an even worse car. Sure, it was quieter and a smoother ride, but it did not want to move. It was during this game that Lance took my racket out of my hand and threw it in the corner. You really had to be there to see this, but I drove around in a circle about 5 or 6 times trying to pick this damn thing up, each time just missing it. The whole time, Kris stood there watching this and laughing...............I can't blame her though, it was funny as hell. The next game I still wound up in that same fucking car because I tried sitting out the game but we needed another player and I had to play. The next game I played, I decided to do everything I could to bother the hell out of Dave. See, he was doing all sorts of things to cheat, such as using his hands or hitting people with his racket. It was funny, but after over an hour of his shit, it got old, which is kind of how things are for Dave, he has always been the kind of person that goes too damn far. In the last game, Keith had the piece of shit car I had that wouldn't go anywhere. He really wound up getting fucked, because it only went right so he pretty much just drove around in circles for 15 minutes. Come to think of it, its kinda like riding in a car with Keith. What totally pissed us off about this is the lack of customer service from the Whirley Ball staff. During the games, there is a worker who stands above the court in a box watching over the whole damn thing. In this case, it was some girl who seemed a helluva lot more interested in talking to her girlfriend than paying any damn bit of attention to our game. Still, she had to notice this piece of shit car. Before the last game, Mark told her that the car wasn't working and needed to be replaced, all she said was that she would "watch it" this game. While, she just sat there watching Keith be stuck and didn't do anything about it. So, Mark was yelling at her to get rid of the car and she said there wasn't enough time left in the game to exchange cars. So, after our time was up, another group of people came on the court. While the worker lady was giving instructions, I told another worker outside the court that the car wasn't working. He basically said that it was ok, even though I knew damn well it wasn't ok. So, I went into the court and told the worker in front of the next group of people that the car wasn't working. She mumbled something back to me and still did not remove this car. So, the game started and guess what? The damn car still was not working. Finally 5 minutes into the game, the got rid of the damn thing. I found this rather horrible that it took this long to change this car, after all, Whirley Ball costs $150 an hour (this is for everybody, not per person) and its too damn much to waste time with a piece of shit car.
After Whirley Ball, we went to Hooters and hung out there for a while. Scott's card game, in the Oswego/Montgomery area was set for 6 in the pm, but I knew that those games never start on time, so I didn't even leave there until 6. I wound up getting there about 6:35 and we still had to wait at least another half hour for everybody to get there. I was at a table with feminine guy who was very cute. He was married, though, but probably has homosexual thoughts. Still, I managed to keep him and his friend laughing for most of the night. He had another friend who was a little bit out there (although they were probably saying the same thing about me), or so I thought once I found out he is writing a book about terrorists that blow up Yankee Stadium, Cowboy Stadium, a McDonald's and some other places. He told me that he might need to find a new church if his book ever gets published, to which I replied that it was ok "you don't need any of that God stuff." He and his friends did not react well to this statement, which is when I realized that they might be some crazy Christians. Later on in the night after the one dude could not bring himself to say ass or butt, I realized they were Jesus-aholics. And as they were leaving, the one dude had what appeared to be a get out jail free card, only it was slightly different. It was a Jesus card and he wanted to give it to me. He said that even though I said that I didn't need God, I should read this card. At first I took it and looked at it and said that I wasn't interested, would not read it because I have already learned enough out Christianity but I would take the card. He started to tell me that it changed his life about 10 years ago, which was when I decided to give it back to him, only he refused to take it. I told him I was an atheist and did not want it, but he kept giving it to me. He then said something that really pissed me off (although I did not react like I was pissed) saying that I needed it. Ok Jesus freak, who the hell are you to tell me what I need. He handed me the card and started to walk out, but I was determined not to take this damn card. So as he walked away, I stuffed it down the back of his shirt and walked away. He looked back and gave me a kind of "you fucker" smile and walked off.
After that I was talking to another guy that I have been playing cards with for several years. He is very liberal and for lack of a better term, an atheist as well. He said something which I found very different. We were talking about gays and he said that he believes gays should have full and complete rights, as many rights as straight people. But then he said that he is convinced that homosexuality is a choice. I don't know what to make of his stance. I mean, I know its not a choice, however he supports us in every way that matters. So, its almost like no harm, no foul, in other words, you support us, so your belief that it is a choice does not hurt us at all. I have yet to talk about this with other gays, so I'm interested to hear their take on the situation.
Speaking of gay, I've said it before and I will say it again, Scott is a closet homosexual. Last night, he said something to me that no other straight guy would ever say. He said if the Cubs make the playoffs, he would jerk me off. Keep in mind he said this in front of EVERYBODY. I spent the rest of the night making fun of him for saying it. Soon though, he backed off his statement and said that what he meant was if it would guarantee the Cubs making the playoffs, he would give me a hand job. I kept telling him that I had a roomful of witnesses as to what he said. Its only a matter of time, even if its 10 years from now when he has a midlife crisis, in which he comes out of the closet and divorces his wife.
As for the games, in the first game I finished 3rd out of 11 people to win $20 (that was $20 after I paid $20 to play) and the second game I took first place out of 7 people to win $100. It looks like a pretty good profit, but for the weekend, I'm down about $800, as Whirley Ball and Hooters were pricey and I spent a lot of money today to buy everything I'm going to need to have my garage nearly replaced. Toby took me today to Home Depot and we picked up all of the aforementioned supplies. Just getting everything wound up taking nearly 5 hours as we had to make 3 trips to Home Depot. And if you have been to Home Depot, you know that everything takes a long time, as it seems like there is never anybody around to help you when you need help.
That's all for now people. Wow. This whole post kind of sucked, not very entertaining at all. Eh, I'll get 'em tomorrow.
