January 4, 2009

  • Its been a busy few days and therefore I have not been able to update anything about New Years. So, here is a brief recap of the past few days.

    Tuesday night I went over to Jt's to help him move a rather large and heavy fish tank. Not much to say about it, but I wanted to post about it so that it shows that I'm strong enough to move a fish tank that was nearly empty. Arrrrghhhh, me strong!

    As for New Year's eve, my friends and I spent the better part of a week going back and forth as to what we wanted to do. Nobody could make a damn decision. Should we go out and hang out at somebody's house? It got to the point where 3pm on the afternoon of the 31st, we still did not know what we were doing. We had an invite to go over to the Johnson's house so I told people that was what I was going to do. About 6ish I got a text message from Jt inviting me to dinner with his him and his girlfriend Corlee and her mom. We wound up at a place I've always wanted to eat at called Houlihans. Of course the place was packed and we had to wait 45 minutes for a table. I had not eaten since noon so I was plenty hungry. The food was ok, actually the steak was a tad bit disappointing to be honest.

    Jt, Corlee and I made it to the Johnsons at about 10:30ish, plenty of time to ring in the new year with everybody. And by everybody, it wound up being about 10 of us, plus a few kids who were struggling to stay awake watching a kids movie upstairs. Midnight came and went and with that, we said a fond "fuck you" to 2008.

    Shortly after midnight we decided to play a few games. We started with the always fun Scattergories. For those of you who aren't familiar with this game, you are given a list of 10 catergories and a letter is chosen for you to come up with something for each of those catergories starting with that later. Geez, does that ever sound confusing. Just play the damn game so you know what the fuck I'm talking about. Nevertheless, one of the catergories was name a tool starting with the letter F. Kris and Corlee came up with French tickler, which besides being very funny, set off a spirited debate as to if a French Tickler was indeed a tool. I think we all voted that it wasn't but, I though it could be considered a tool. After all, its work to use it, causes moaning and groaning and is used to achieve a goal, all of which holds true for all tools.

    After that, we played Taboo which is always fun. The time really went by fast because next thing we know we look at the time and it was 4:45 in the am. What was even a bigger surprise was that everybody stood until then, nobody left early.

    Yesterday I decided to have a guys day here at my house for the start of the NFL playoffs. It wound up being me, Mark, John, Scooty, Jt, Keith and Mason. Not a lot of guys, but still enough to have fun and create chaos. Now for those of you who don't know, I've got a rather large family room with a 56 inch screen tv. Midway through the second playoff game (and through 2 1/2 cases of beer) I don't quite know how it got started, but somebody started to bounce a little rubber ball back and forth to somebody else. Next thing we know, we are bouncing this ball all over the room to each one of us knocking shit over and whatnot. John then had this idea of turning on the ceiling fan and bouncing the ball into the fan to see where it would go. Honestly, I wish I had a video camera so that I could put it on YouTube for you to see. It was quite funny, yet entirely stupid at the same time. We were laughing our asses off  and then got a couple of more rubber balls and started bouncing them around too. The fan was shooting the balls in all sorts of directions, which was a concern for me because I was worried it would hit the tv. At one point, Scooty bounced a ball that knocked over Keith's beer. He also bounced a ball to Keith that he was not expecting and he quickly put his hands in front of his face and bent his glasses. Think that was enough? Nope. Jt had the brilliant idea of playing a game of 500, in which you bounce the ball and whoever catches the ball gets points and yadda yadda yadda, first one to 500 wins. We must have gone on with this ball bouncing thing for the entire second half of the Indy-San Diego game. In spite the ball bouncing everywhere and  of John's.................er...............excessive jumping and moving nothing wound up broke, although we did manage to knock down or over just about every picture I had in the room. My guess is that we won't soon be playing this game again, however it was fun as hell while it lasted.