To be completely honest I have no idea what I am doing. I think that went well tonight but I don't know. But what do I do now. I probably should have figured this stuff out in high school or college...oops. So hard to read. Why does it have to be that way?
Anyway, the green line sucks, there was a disabled train just past Boylston so they made us get out of the train. People were pretty upset, I was not. A little walk across the park is no big deal for me but they had to walk to Park and get on another train going where ever they were going. Sorry peepes. What happens next? Only time will tell. That is all.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Sunday, April 13, 2008
I just need to ask you two, how old are you?
Another solid weekend. It turned out that I didn't sleep in my bed at all this weekend. That is usually the sign of a solid weekend of good times. Another tell tale sign of a good weekend is that it feels as though four days have gone. In my mind, Friday night happened two nights ago. Good party that night and the crepes the next morning were quite delightful. My track meet was cancelled so I spent some of the day wishing everybody a happy spring. And I mean everybody. Driving to Best Buy and Home Depot a pal and I yelled to people on the sidewalks and in other cars. There were a few standard reactions to a couple of guys yelling "happy spring" while giving the thumbs up. Some people would look very confused. Others returned the sentiment and some payed no attention. One mother told her toddler to wave and say "hi." Enough of that.
The guy that works the door at the Best Buy in Newton is a really cool guy. I think his name is Joe. He walked my friend through a Best Buy card so that we could get a spin on the wheel. He won 10% off. YES!! As we left the store we asked Joe if he would tell everyone to have a good day and a happy spring over the PA system. He did. He said, "Attention Best Buy costumers. Please have a happy day in the spring time, have a happy spring in the spring time." We were pleased and then we left.
Saturday morning was absolutely beautiful.
When it was time to figure out what Saturday night was going to be I made some calls and it turned out that my friends from college were back there for the night. So I called up some other friends. One of which is the guy that is a better dancer than I. We decided we would go to the casinos. Those being the two casinos that are about 15 and 30 minutes from the very same college I attended and the same college where my friends happened to be. When we made it to the casinos around 10:30 we looked around and all the limits were far too high. I suggested a change in plans. That change in plans was to go party at Conn, go to the changing of the guard dance and possibly serving up some macaroni. The plan was successful. One problem, we had no booze. Luckily the changing of the guard dance traditionally has free booze for people with a stamp on their hand. In order to get a stamp two forms of ID are needed, one of which needed to be a Conn ID. I didn't have mine and my two pals never had them. Luckily the other way to get a stamp is to be friends with a girl who has a green sharpie and the knowledge of how to draw the stamp. Thank you Catherine. Success. Free beer. Too bad the line is ridiculous and the temperature is quite high at the standard Conn dance. We got one and decided we needed a new plan. Luckily my friends at Conn rock and were willing to hand me their room key for me and two guys they've never seen to go and drink some booze.Thank you Ashley. We got there and drank beers and did some shots of the ever wonderful vodka. Some with vanilla. We also hung out with a girl we knew from high school who is still at Conn. She brought a little booze. Keep an eye out for a picture in the next Acorn. The dance was in Cro's nest which was weird but well done. The best part about dancing in that room is that you can dance on a counter top for everyone to see. I ended up dancing on that with a couple friends dancing next to some girl. Turns out she was a freshman. We got down and danced for a bit, she bit my cheek and...yada, yada, yada...I was drinking a beer in the dance. Thank you Brian. Dance over. Now for the after party in front of cro. My pal and I were leaving but were called back by our third man. We went to chat with him. And I saw two gals that I was very happy to see. Large Marge and Smellin Ellen. Track members. Totally cool and I got to hang with them for a few minutes. Now it's bedtime and we haven't a place to sleep. I had previously locked up a couple couches but they were a little bit of a walk away so I was trying my darnedest to get Large Marge and Smellin Ellen to let us stay in their rooms. They would not. I'm a little offended but it's fine. So we walked to the couches had another beer and went to sleep. Thank you Steve.
We woke up for the ever wonderful McDonald's breakfast and decided we would return to the casinos in hopes of lower limits on a Sunday morning. As the three of us walked onto the floor we were stopped by the nice old lady security guard who I think I recognized from another visit. She stopped my two friends and said, "I just need to ask you two, how old are you?" They responded and we went on our way soon to realize that she didn't ask me. We were bewildered to say the least. So we asked the reasoning and she said that the two of them look younger. It is funny however because I am in fact the youngest of the three. We couldn't find any lower limits so we went to Ben and Jerry's to discuss our next move. I got the Mango and More Smoothie. My friends didn't get anything. That smoothie hit the spot. Oh was it good. We made our decision about our gambling. We pooled our money and one person would play. "How do we decide what person that would be?" You might ask. It's easy, Rock, Paper, Scissors. Winner would play. First go around, two papers and a scissors. I had scissors. I would play. So we went to the only ten dollar table we could find in the vast sea of humans and green felt. No seats available, we watched. A seat opened up and I went for it. It was mine. I put my money down like I was a high roller. And we played. I won a fair amount of money and decided it was time to go when they raised the limits. Celebration? Yes, TGI Fridays for an early dinner followed by some basketball. What a weekend. Now bed. This week should be an interesting one. I think Tuesday will be a big one. Why? just because.
The guy that works the door at the Best Buy in Newton is a really cool guy. I think his name is Joe. He walked my friend through a Best Buy card so that we could get a spin on the wheel. He won 10% off. YES!! As we left the store we asked Joe if he would tell everyone to have a good day and a happy spring over the PA system. He did. He said, "Attention Best Buy costumers. Please have a happy day in the spring time, have a happy spring in the spring time." We were pleased and then we left.
Saturday morning was absolutely beautiful.
When it was time to figure out what Saturday night was going to be I made some calls and it turned out that my friends from college were back there for the night. So I called up some other friends. One of which is the guy that is a better dancer than I. We decided we would go to the casinos. Those being the two casinos that are about 15 and 30 minutes from the very same college I attended and the same college where my friends happened to be. When we made it to the casinos around 10:30 we looked around and all the limits were far too high. I suggested a change in plans. That change in plans was to go party at Conn, go to the changing of the guard dance and possibly serving up some macaroni. The plan was successful. One problem, we had no booze. Luckily the changing of the guard dance traditionally has free booze for people with a stamp on their hand. In order to get a stamp two forms of ID are needed, one of which needed to be a Conn ID. I didn't have mine and my two pals never had them. Luckily the other way to get a stamp is to be friends with a girl who has a green sharpie and the knowledge of how to draw the stamp. Thank you Catherine. Success. Free beer. Too bad the line is ridiculous and the temperature is quite high at the standard Conn dance. We got one and decided we needed a new plan. Luckily my friends at Conn rock and were willing to hand me their room key for me and two guys they've never seen to go and drink some booze.Thank you Ashley. We got there and drank beers and did some shots of the ever wonderful vodka. Some with vanilla. We also hung out with a girl we knew from high school who is still at Conn. She brought a little booze. Keep an eye out for a picture in the next Acorn. The dance was in Cro's nest which was weird but well done. The best part about dancing in that room is that you can dance on a counter top for everyone to see. I ended up dancing on that with a couple friends dancing next to some girl. Turns out she was a freshman. We got down and danced for a bit, she bit my cheek and...yada, yada, yada...I was drinking a beer in the dance. Thank you Brian. Dance over. Now for the after party in front of cro. My pal and I were leaving but were called back by our third man. We went to chat with him. And I saw two gals that I was very happy to see. Large Marge and Smellin Ellen. Track members. Totally cool and I got to hang with them for a few minutes. Now it's bedtime and we haven't a place to sleep. I had previously locked up a couple couches but they were a little bit of a walk away so I was trying my darnedest to get Large Marge and Smellin Ellen to let us stay in their rooms. They would not. I'm a little offended but it's fine. So we walked to the couches had another beer and went to sleep. Thank you Steve.
We woke up for the ever wonderful McDonald's breakfast and decided we would return to the casinos in hopes of lower limits on a Sunday morning. As the three of us walked onto the floor we were stopped by the nice old lady security guard who I think I recognized from another visit. She stopped my two friends and said, "I just need to ask you two, how old are you?" They responded and we went on our way soon to realize that she didn't ask me. We were bewildered to say the least. So we asked the reasoning and she said that the two of them look younger. It is funny however because I am in fact the youngest of the three. We couldn't find any lower limits so we went to Ben and Jerry's to discuss our next move. I got the Mango and More Smoothie. My friends didn't get anything. That smoothie hit the spot. Oh was it good. We made our decision about our gambling. We pooled our money and one person would play. "How do we decide what person that would be?" You might ask. It's easy, Rock, Paper, Scissors. Winner would play. First go around, two papers and a scissors. I had scissors. I would play. So we went to the only ten dollar table we could find in the vast sea of humans and green felt. No seats available, we watched. A seat opened up and I went for it. It was mine. I put my money down like I was a high roller. And we played. I won a fair amount of money and decided it was time to go when they raised the limits. Celebration? Yes, TGI Fridays for an early dinner followed by some basketball. What a weekend. Now bed. This week should be an interesting one. I think Tuesday will be a big one. Why? just because.
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