To Blog or not to Blog
So I'm not sure if it's the fledgling cold I'm battling or what, but I cannot seem to force myself to do any meaningful work today. Two real phone calls, and compiling my story list (which by looking at it means I should be working my ass off right now) are all I've accomplished by 3:30.
Therefore, I blog.
I haven't posted since last weekend, but I must say, I had a lesson in partying like a rock star. My buddy John and I went to Cleveland to visit Bam Bam, another old college roommate, for his birthday and to watch the OSU game on a mammoth HD plasma-screen television. This thing even mixes drinks for you, it is that sweet.
So Bam Bam is in a band, The Solicitors, which I highly reccommend y'all check out, just to give them some face time here on My Middle Name Is Earl. His band mates were in attendence, and as I said earlier, we commenced to Party Like Rock Stars.
This included drinking from six in the evening until eight in the morning, laying on the floor zoned out and playing Mario Kart for several hours (very unrockstar-like) having a middle-aged woman vomit on my shoes, and having in-depth conversations with a Steve Buscemi lookalike on the Star Wars universe (also, extremely unrockstarlike). But it was a good time, the hang over lasted two days, and I have pictures waiting to be developed. Once they're in the can you can find them on my myspace page.
But John made a new 'friend,' as usual, who I believe is around 12 years his younger (I exagerate, wouldn't want any police reading this to go tracking the poor guy down) and I made some new friends, who will hopefully visit in Columbus for Operation Hell on Arcadia, scheduled for Sept. 23. I also challenged the Solicitors' lead singer to a walk off ala Zoolander, but in the absence of David Bowie we had to postpone. Oh well.
Anyway, off to drink some cough medicine and lie down before watching Little Miss Sunshine. Is it a bad idea to go on a date with someone who has a 15-month-old?
Therefore, I blog.
I haven't posted since last weekend, but I must say, I had a lesson in partying like a rock star. My buddy John and I went to Cleveland to visit Bam Bam, another old college roommate, for his birthday and to watch the OSU game on a mammoth HD plasma-screen television. This thing even mixes drinks for you, it is that sweet.
So Bam Bam is in a band, The Solicitors, which I highly reccommend y'all check out, just to give them some face time here on My Middle Name Is Earl. His band mates were in attendence, and as I said earlier, we commenced to Party Like Rock Stars.
This included drinking from six in the evening until eight in the morning, laying on the floor zoned out and playing Mario Kart for several hours (very unrockstar-like) having a middle-aged woman vomit on my shoes, and having in-depth conversations with a Steve Buscemi lookalike on the Star Wars universe (also, extremely unrockstarlike). But it was a good time, the hang over lasted two days, and I have pictures waiting to be developed. Once they're in the can you can find them on my myspace page.
But John made a new 'friend,' as usual, who I believe is around 12 years his younger (I exagerate, wouldn't want any police reading this to go tracking the poor guy down) and I made some new friends, who will hopefully visit in Columbus for Operation Hell on Arcadia, scheduled for Sept. 23. I also challenged the Solicitors' lead singer to a walk off ala Zoolander, but in the absence of David Bowie we had to postpone. Oh well.
Anyway, off to drink some cough medicine and lie down before watching Little Miss Sunshine. Is it a bad idea to go on a date with someone who has a 15-month-old?
posted by Merlin at 6:30 PM
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