Archive for January, 2006
Chris and I play basketball every once in a while. He’s taller, can jump higher, and has tons more experience. He loves his room and he hates people. I once came to his dorm room and was hidden in Drew’s closet wearing nothing but his Allen Iverson Sleeve. SICK.
So finally one day I asked him to get dressed and play some basketball. He had been away from humans so long he had forgotten a lot of English. All he could remember was “Fishin’ for Cod” “My Weiner” and “Battlefield”. I eventually got him saying, “my lumps” and figured that was enough to bring him to the gym.
We went there and shot around some and finally decided to play one-on-one. He beat me. We played again. I beat him. Then he kissed some random guy on his way out of the gym, deep with tongue. SICK.
Well, since then we’ve played 7 ( VII) games. The series is at 6 (VI) -3 (III). Let me tell you about one game.
We’re playing, and it’s raining inside. My black hair glistening and there are tons of fans all cheering for me. But I’m losing, bad. I scored one point early and then it was all Chris. He even burned me in front of some guys who weren’t even white and they started laughing! NOT EVEN WHITE! Er, I mean THEY WERE LAUGHING! It was sad. I was down 12 (XII) to 1 (I). As I said, it was raining, the fans were uninterested and then BOOM I hit a three-pointer just as thunder cracked across the sky. As the game went on I completely erased his lead, fans started paying attention and throwing money at me cause I was so good. The game finally gets tied at 14 (XIV) and the crowd is like, “WTF is gonna happen!” Then I beat him. How it went down I don’t really remember it was last week, but it was pretty awesome that I managed to beat Chris Smith who is always such a cock-block.
Tonight we played again and we each won a game.
Thought you guys should know.
January 29th, 2006
What what? Another post? Yes
I have some time right now, not enough to get into any homework, take a nap, lift weights, play basketball, or get engrossed in a tv show, but enough to post while my pizza is a cooking.
So yesterday when I posted about my weekend I was like, shit, I forgot to post about my new classes. So here is that post.
Also, I love you Linds.
Class for class:
Strategic Marketing policy:
Should be fairly easy. I’ve had this teacher a lot, like 5 times maybe and I have his formula down cold. Quizzes are plentiful but don’t really matter, just have a good final test, good midterm and a good paper. It is supposed to be hard, but we’ll see.
International Politics:
My favorite class I think. Easy. I guess he gives you all the test questions ahead of time and then only selects some of them, so if you memorize the worksheet, you’re high flying. Yesssss. Plus the guy gets way off topic easily.
Intro to Coops:
My farming class. I have to keep up on my writing so I don’t get lost right away. I may be over my head and I hope not to regret taking a class just to be able to talk farming with my farming friends’ dad. But if it all happens as planned, it’ll be so awesome. The teacher is a total goof ball. I mentioned him in my last post. I have him today again.
Marketing Research:
Again a Mike Rich class. This one will be a lot of work though. You have to survey at least 100 people (for my sex story in the Spur I surveyed 400 so *yawn*) But we’ll see.
International Marketing:
My teacher is a Russian chick. Cool accent. Who knows what to expect from this class.
Business Policy:
This one could be fun, but I hear it’s a lot of work. A 40 page paper and a 45 minute presentation to conclude the class. Have to make a fake business and run it. Budgets and shit like that. I am in a group that doesn’t have that person who will take it to the next level and get shit done. So I may be doing the bulk of the work. We’ll see. Everyone is capable and smart.
Finally Leadership and Team Management:
I will be pissed if I get a B in this class. Its online so that might be challenging but the work seems very simple. I had this teacher before and got an A +.
There ya go.
January 23rd, 2006
Friday’s adventures began as Intro to Cooperatives ended. My teacher is a dorky and energetic guy. I am the only one in the class who laughs at his jokes but it’s the way he talks that makes it funny.
“Can I say something? Is that okay? It’s Friday right? We can tell each other personal stuff cause its Friday, right? When I go on a big trip I don’t want to stay a little road side motel or something, right? I like to stay maybe at a Days’ Inn or something like that, huh? Big beds, nice and clean, right?”
Now re-read that and picture an energetic Woody Allen speaking. A Woody Allen that knows a shit load about farming.
So I left the school to my already packed van, picked up Linds who was doing a Sodoku puzzle and we hit the road. Chit chatted and listened to music (alternating CD’s) on the way to the BSC. Ran some errands, played with the puppy, rolled on our way north to Fargo.
Got to Fargo, found Tony’s house and was hungry. We went to Granite Brew or something like that. Good food, micro-brewed beer, and I went through the usual embarrassment, being carded for way too long of a time and I caught the server looking at my face to make sure it was the person on the ID. BURNNN! But the people working were obviously retarded, not one person asked for tips or recipes from me.
Then went to the lick and I chose to buy boxed wine instead of beer. Big Mistake.
Went to Tony’s and I played Drinking MTV Made. It was just me playing; there was this fat gay kid who wanted to make the varsity soccer team, every time he said something gay I drank. Being the kid was actually gay I downed a couple glasses of wine pretty quick. It was entertaining though. There was talk all night of going to a bar or renting a movie or going to a party. None of them happened, but it was alright. Bed Time, Tony had to get his friends who were trashed at like 4 AM and Linds and I heard the guys when they came back, it was funny but I was drunk myself so I fell asleep pretty quickly.
Saturday I already posted about the morning, I often thought about it later in the day and was just pumped. We ate lunch at this neat Hu Hot of Subways. It was tasty and then we went shopping. In the name game I amazing got a point, seeing Jackson Sussex who must’ve been in a huge hurry cause he didn’t stop to talk to me or Tony. That or he doesn’t like us. But probably the ‘in a hurry’ thing. Linds bought some clothes from American Eagle. I bought nothing.
Then we went into a very shady neighborhood in Moorhead, Minn. (right next to Fargo) and went to a brewing shop. Ok, it was very creepy, the front door has a giant crack in it and a sign saying, use side door. We go into the side door, which was locked but the guy was still shutting it down so he let us in. I wanted bottle caps that said “B B” none there. Not even a capping tool. Creepy things there. The owner dude, wearing jean coveralls and knew what he was talking about, but still was creepy. He had two kids, a lil boy and a lil girl, neither older than 6 I’d say. He goes, “Hey, keep cleaning up, what’s that (pointing to something) and that (pointing at something else) and put that stool away!” I was like, oh shit, this guy is a dick. So that was creepy. Another creepy thing was the parrot they had in the store. Really quiet but like hidden in the back corner in its cage. I’m like, what brewing store has a parrot. And the last creepy thing was the kids themselves. They seemed starved for attention. This little boy just kept staring at us as if to say, “take me with you” in his little kid sad creepy voice.
Then back to Tony’s. We waited on Joe Karels to see what to do, never got a call back. So, we went to a movie after like a half an hour of deliberation.
Remember when I said wine was a mistake, I was hung over all Saturday, I took an hour nap on Tony’s bed while Linds and Tony were in the room and I wake up and we have pizza. Papa Johns style. Hangover over, pizza time. We decide to go to “Dick and Jane”.
Funny movie. Jim Carrey is typical Jim Carrey again and it was a funny movie. Ended up having a bit of a political message to it, not political, anti-corporate crime message.
The movie was over by 11pm and our night was far from over. We went back to Tony’s place and decided, Cribbage time starts at midnight. We played like 5 games or something and Linds and I dipped into the wine. And dipped and dipped. Linds and I dominated the game even having a double skunk. We played with his roomy Brian and Boom watched. Boom is a professional paperboy.
We then hit the hay and Tony comes downstairs this morning to let me know we gotta head to church. We went to bed like 4:30am and it was 9. DAMNNNN. I remembered we passed this other church on our way to the subway place yesterday and said it was 10:30. I go back to sleep and wake up at 10. Shower and all that good stuff, go to church, abortion is bad, hung over as hell. Sucked. I don’t get hung over, I think when God was making me in his lab before my birth he was like, “Ok, it’ll be hard as hell to get hung over for him, but in its place I’m taking 5” of height and he dies a painful death” But I ain’t dead yet, right? Well, wine is the exception to the rule I guess. Holy shit it sucked all day. Took a nap immediately after mass and slept for two hours, still hung over. Hating wine more than the Mexicans that took my daddy’s job and ready to roll out. We hit up Perkins for a feast, Linds bought some fish at the pet store, and we roll.
Get to the BSC and eat with mom and the sisters. Roll to Marshall.
Dick and Jane got 8 stars out of 10 and this weekend got 8, too.
January 22nd, 2006
So… I’ll post about my Fargo experience more in depth once I get back to Marshall.
For now I’ll talk about this morning/early afternoon
I woke up this morning, went upstairs and showered and Tony was listening to the radio. The NDSU game was on and it was like 8-2 NDSU was down. I’m thinking, that is so cool they are playing a ranked team. Puts them on the map, we’ll see the score scroll at the bottom of the screen and feel important because of Timmy.
I take a shower, get ready for the day, and go back to Tony’s room, there is like 2 minutes left of the first half and get this NDSU is up by 14. What? In most games that NDSU is playing a tough team they might start hot but eventually the tougher team compsoses themselves and stick to their gameplan. Then the ass kicking begins. But after halfttime the Bison get slaughtered.
Well, today was not a typical day.
I mean, a 14 point lead and Wisconsin couldn’t make a shot, over and over. It was craziness.
After a while the Bison just tried to play not to lose. Each possession being careful and probably spending it staring at the clock. Praying time would expire suddenly.
Wisconsin was scary at the end of the game. Tony and I were gripping each other tightly. It wasn’t hot, Linds vomitted, we don’t talk about it.
With like 5 minutes to go I started getting excited. Not like that, no Dave at an aerobics class excited, just thrilled. As time was down like a minute or so I wanted to call everyone in my phone, but there are so many people that would probably hang up on my immediately, and the others want their money for the pot I be buying, so I called my mom (who wanted money for the pot I bought from her)
She listened to the game and was pumped, too. We were all equally pumped and I attempted calling Tim about 3 hours after the game was over. My guess is he was on the phone doing interviews all the way home.
The game has been on Sportscenter and all the major sports websites have had articles saying what a crazy upset it was.
I mean, we were thinking it’d be huge if they would’ve beaten K-State a couple years ago, but it was a ranked team with a long winning streak at home. Wow.
In similar news, SMSU’s mens team is 8-7. And we beat Duke today.
All in a days work.
January 21st, 2006
Oh, hey.
Well, I haven’t posted in a while so I figured I would. Plus David did earlier.
Break is coming to a fast conclusion. Most of my break was spent relaxing, reading, gaming, watching movies, and hanging out. I can barely remember the fast pace, time consuming work days from Marshall, but I suppose I’ll have to learn really quick.
I have just one semester of college left. I plan, for right now, to come back to the BSC for the summer, working for dad while trying to set myself up for any future endeavors (resumes for employment). Funny how breaks like this work, I can’t wait to graduate and during finals week and the rest of school year I was like, “Let’s keep rolling, I’m digging it”.
It was really nice to have Dan and Miles home over break. I don’t get to see either of them very often and spent considerable time with both over break, Dan gaming upstairs, and Miles cause we slept with each other.
During the school year I was always thinking, I wish I could watch the office while it aired and could hang out sometime with just nothing to do. This semester I’m more willing to just accept I’ll have to download the episodes but can then burn it to a dvd to watch it. Also, I really hope I get my shit together this semester and read the chapters and get done with projects early. I know I’ll have a bitch of a semester the way it is, it’d be nice to be prepared this time and be able to make time for other things. I also hope to be more willing to come home during weekends to work for dad when short on cash rather than sit in Marshall doing nothing. I, however, don’t plan on being too short for money being that I should get hired on at Schwan’s pretty quick.
Goals for the next semester are to enjoy my final college semester, go to Fargo (at least once) and go to Rapid to visit both Dirk and Dan.
It’s going to be my last semester, almost saddening, but then again, I’m super glad cause I’m spending a lot of money on this damn degree thing.
Not a whole lot funny here, but it’s something to post about, right?
January 14th, 2006
Having pictures in your post is apparently the cool thing to do. I’m going to attempt it.
Look past the picture. Sure Chris Smith is 3/4 the way through the ass kicking of his GIRLFRIEND! (a dick like that probably doesn’t even walk her to her car after she crosses borders just to be with him for an hour) Look at David in the background. Drinking out of his paper bag. That is awesome. That also means he was doing it for serious, not even a prop in a picture. Dave being real. Drinking his forty with his homies.
January 5th, 2006
I am bored. My lil sister Brenna woke me up at 7:30AM. I wasn’t planning on waking up until around 9AM and was quite tired. Why did she wake me up? Was the house on fire? Did she need a ride to school? Had the freezing rain caused dangerous roads and I had to save a bus full of scared kids that had tipped over? Nay. I had to dogsit. Did anyone ever have to dogsit Patches, Lady, Ty, Ty, or Katie? F No. Now I’m awake and have to wait for the dog to wake up from its nap. Then outside it goes.
That sucks.
So being that I’m just sitting on the middle floor with the dog napping, wanting to shower but if that dog wakes up it’ll shit on the floor or hang itself, I figured I’d give you all a good long post.
What to post about is difficult to decide. I could post about what’s going on in my life, personal stuff, I could post about stuff I’ve done, gaming and whatnot, I could post about things that interest me, Notre Dame ‘n shit, or I could write about stuff I don’t know what I’m talking about.
I’m not sure what I’m going to write about while I’m writing it. So here it goes.
Last night though I think we all would’ve liked to have gone to King Kong (or is it just Kong, who knows, the monkey movie) in Watertown I’m glad we didn’t cause the roads were slick enough and I was driving dad’s truck. So instead I talked the Rolfes’ and Chris Smith into breaking into David’s house, killing the family, and blaming the darkies. Race riot!! Instead Dave surprised all of us and asked if we wanted to play Balderdash without him. My memory is a bit shaken, after of course all the heavy drinking sessions, but I think this is what Dave said when he came to the house.
“Hey skanky bitches. I’m going the a basketball game and if you guys join me I think I’ll throw up all over the court. God I hate Chris Smith So how bout you idiots take turns putting the game pieces of this Balderdash game in your mouth cause God knows you won’t be able to figure out how to play it. Dont’ follow me, I’m leaving. Hey Hogan!!”
He must’ve been grumpy.
So Linds read the instructions and after much delay we played the game, I took it pretty seriously but Lindsey didn’t. What a smart ass, seriously, some of us like to play the game and win, she likes to wag her pickle at guys and see if they laugh. WTF. Because of her distractions I lost, badly. I felt dumb voting so often for Tyler and Chris’ definitions. Before the game started I figured it’d be easy to figure out Chris’ cause all of his would say, “I wish I was gaming” or “I heart Kelsey, my girlfriend” or “I heart Drew”. And Tyler kept saying, “this was the worst one I’ve ever written ever, i wish I was dead for serious.” With a preview like that I figured it’d be a piece of cake figured out his. Nope. Tyler dominated and Dave joined in half way through.
We then divided the room, Tony Lindsey David vs Tyler Chris Bryce in Trivial Pursuit.
It sucked cause we’ve gone through every card so there were a lot of repeats, that and my team always seem to dominate the sports questions so we pick it as much as possible. Winners losers, whats it really matter in the end? I think we won but who knows. Right?
Today I am supposed to work in dad’s cold ass garage. Making shelves and moving shit around, it’s a cool project that I had hoped to do during the summer but never got around to it, but how can I do that if i’m supposed to molest this stupid puppy all day. Linds is coming for lunch, no pun intended.
With posts, its kind of hard to be funny. Almost nothing seems funny when you write it, you think nothing is funny. Really, sometimes you write somethign that even makes you laugh, and then you find it that it wasnt’ funny to anyone else. But really with posts I think people just like having something new to read. I know I get excited whenever anyone posts even if they are just posting about how they got in some homoerotic situation and things went down real real bad.
Apparently Dmetri Martinis now on The Daily Show. It was ok. I laughed but not as hard as I did during his stand up on Comedy Central.
Linds, I’m only dating you for your hunting. I’m gonna have you teach me how to kill elk and then you’re gone and I’m living with the tree people killing elk, they’re favorite food.
The dog moved, but is still sleeping. Now the sun is all up and its depressing me cause its like I didn’t even wake up early anymore. What a waste. Whats the point of waking up early if you can’t brag about it.
I need to brush my teeth and maybe I’ll just shower, I’ve waited like half an hour for this bitch to wake up, F’em.
Gotta go, Dog is awake, time to watch him pee. And not in the R Kelly kind of way.
January 4th, 2006
Unfortunately the feeling I’m having right now happens quite a few times each year. I feel like I’ve been kicked in the stomach, like I’ve just been dumped, like someone just said that Alice was a shitty car, or like someone said Patches is the most worthless dog they’ve ever seen.
I feel this way because Notre Dame lost. I know it seems petty to most of you so I’ll put it in ways that everyone can embrace:
- Keith Urban didn’t get nominated for any Grammy’s
- Arrested Development was cancelled with NO hope of syndication
- Your Irish Setter got it paw stuck in a trash compacter and everyone know calls him “Lucky”
I get depressed and upset and embarrassed whenever “My Team” loses in big games. When UNC loses to Duke or in the NCAA tourney, when Notre Dame loses any game especially bowl games, when the Vikes lose in the playoffs, when the Twins lose in the playoffs, or back when I was a more serious NBA fan when the Pacers lost in the playoffs.
Sucks because most of the teams mentioned are normally pretty good so I’ve gotten used to their success. That leads me to fall even harder when they finally lose.
Sucks.
But I suppose that’s life. I slept with a smile on my face when UNC won the championship last year and was very happy with Notre Dame all season long.
Still F’en sucks though.
January 2nd, 2006
Who am i
I am the Bullfrog
I am allways watching you.
You are my Hero.
Who am i
I am the Bullfrog
January 2nd, 2006
