Monday, August 18, 2008

A case of the Mondays?

If it makes you feel any better, I don't even consider going to sleep until 2:30 am on Sunday nights as that is when the ruckus from the bar/volley ball court/strip club tends to die down. Sometimes later if a fight breaks out.

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

We're not in Kansas anymore - at least Kansas has good BBQ

It's never quite the same the first time with someone new. Her lips are softer. Her tongue zigs when yours zags. And you never know, until its too late, if that soft spot behind her ear is sensitive or not. It's just different. But you give her the benefit of the doubt because you like her and she likes you. The parts fit, you both just need some time to hit your stride. And that's what the move from San Francisco to Minny has been like for me.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

This is Where the Magic Happens

Notice the Celts victory towel

Notice the neatly folded clothes

Notice the abundance of snacks

Notice the Return of the Jedi sheets. Twin bed people.

Notice the sunburned roommate

Monday, July 07, 2008

Taste of the Local Flavor: Day 0 & 1

So my worst fears were almost realized. I was hungry. I wanted something quick. I was craving Mexican....Chipotle....fuck. But, what's this it was closed! It was 9 PM after all. That was a close one.

Dinner tonight: my first Jimmy Johns' experience. I'd say that it wasn't half bad. Half bad as in it's more expensive then Subway's $5 deal, but with more flavorful meat than Quiznos. Sans tomato :(


Lunch today: First meal with the kids from class. Ah, a local establishment for some local fare - the Twin Cities famed Walleye sandwich. A healthy portion of grilled white fish, similar to catfish, with a blackened crust. Not too shabby. Could have used a bit more heat and tangy tartar sauce, but overall not bad.

Dinner Sunday: Post Target meal with Texan roommate. God it's muggy. God I'm hungry. "Let's go to Applebee's." God no. Let's just go to Rock Bottom. They have beer and I know their burgers are decent. Had a beer, had a decent burger...sans tomato. :(

So in summary: chain, local, chain.

Oh, you don't say?

So this is the part where I say how nice and fucking wholesome everyone is and how it makes me want to just grow some corn.

Instead I'll say how I'm actually settling in quite nicely it. So far I've got the room all set up (pictures to come soon) and am getting to know Roommate #1. He's a fresh-faced Canadian by way of Texas and we've already shared a meal and watched the Sox game. Basically we bonded over sports (both real and fantasy) and by pulling the wool over the as-of-right-now m.i.a. Roommate #2 by switching my creaky bed frame for his non-creaky bed frame. Dems da breaks.

Observation #1: I live near a police station, a gay bar and have passed numerous panhandlers (this really surprised me) on my way to dinner. It's like I never left San Francisco.

Observation #2: I feel like I'm in college all over again. I have a twin-size bed (where I assume limited magic will happen) and I'm going to pick up a shower caddy tomorrow, lest someone else uses my loofah.

Observation #3: I've got this local thing down pat. I shopped at a Target, walked by the Metrodome and ate at a chain restaurant.

Sunday, July 06, 2008

Land o' Thousand Lakes

Saturday, July 05, 2008

If I could do it all over again

I'd attend an all-black Southern university.

Drumming, stepping and frat branding!

Thursday, July 03, 2008

So sue me

But I really enjoy movies loosely based on actual events that include end credits summarizing the post-film life of each character.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Here's to you, #17!!!!!!!!!



Because the Truth is the Captain, because Rondo made the leap, because Ray Ray is Jesus Shuttlesworth, because Perk is a Beast, PJ Brown went back in the day, Scal is whitey, Eddie HOUSE has secret handshakes, Sam I Am has tons of rings and looks like an Alien (Big balls though), Posey brought it all together with his hugs and all-purpose D, Big baby is big, Doc made us forget last year...somehow, Wyc for spending his bling, Danny for having the vision, and KG for making it all possible.

To you Red.

Stefan & Jim it was a fun fcking ride.

Friday, June 13, 2008

An egg is an egg is an egg is an egg ofcourse ofcourse.

Say hello to my good friend over at headyoga. Be nice, she's swell.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

IF YOU'RE GOING TO SEE ONE MOVIE THIS YEAR...

Summer movie season is upon us and that means only one thing: creature triple feature. Because when it can cost up to $12.75 a pop and all the CGI-glitz of a special midnight screening leaves you sorely disappointed, sometimes you need to take things into your own hands.

The question is no longer "was it good?" but "was it worth it?"

Ah, it's good to be home for a few days

I don't know if it's ironic, karmic or a sign I should have put some action down, but on the same night that the Detroit Red Wings beat the Pittsburgh Penguins to win the Stanley Cup, the tape on my Mario Lemiux "Route 66" poster finally gave out. Why tonight? Why now? Why does my bedroom at my parent's house look exactly the same as it did during high school?

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Best. Teeth. Ever.

You ever been so drunk that when you are home after eating a bunch of random late night pasta that when you brush your teeth it is friggin awesome? I'm talking about "oh yeah, baby, yeah yeah, that's the spot right there, baby good".

Yeah me neither.

But speaking of bubble-gum flavored flouride treatments, right before I left Mass for SF I had my teeth cleaned and the woman said that I had the best teeth she's ever seen. Yup, in the history of Lakeville baby! Yeah history being made.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

An open invitation, nay a plea, to take a girl to see the new Sex in the City movie

I once prided myself on the fact that I never saw Titanic. James "I'm King of the World" Cameron did not get one bloody red cent from me. I did not shed a tear when Leo plunged into the icy depths. I did not see a Rubenesque Kate Winslet bare herself. I wanted nothing to do with the Oscar-winning behemoth. When my girlfriend wanted to go and see it, I told her that we would see Good Will Hunting instead and she would like it. We did. She did.

To this day I have seen nary a moment of it. When it comes on TV, I changed the channel. When my family watched it one Christmas, I played board games with cousins. And now that the fervor has died down considerably and the movie has been reduced to a blip on the pop cultural radar of the 1990s, I'm wondering if I missed out.

My paradox is that I love the splendor of being caught up in a moment and want to be a part of it. I love how revolutions form and sweep the masses, no one knowing why until it's already too late. Sex in the City is my chance to rectify the mistake from my past and to forge a a new Tipping Point where one previously did not exist.

With that being said, I want to stand arm in arm with you as your strap on your Manolo Blaniks and take to the streets to see what Carrie has in store for Big.

A warning: I may be going in cold to the premise of the movie, but I will be going in not to ridicule, but to embrace. I have seen only one episode, but it was the watershed Rabbit one (granted it was on TBS). I know that Sarah Jessica Parker is the horse-faced one principle character. I know the blonde is the slutty one, the brunette was involved in some sort of sex tape scandal and that there's a fourth character. I also know that none of them can hold a candle to Eva Longoria.