And The Numbers Are In...
What was supposed to be a chill night ended up a spill night and this morning isn't so fun...
This Beer Tally thing that Putnam and I got going is probably the stupidest thing ever. See, we've got this piece of paper on the fridge with hash marks. Every time one of us grabs a cold one, we mark the sheet. That's all fine and dandy, except that being men, after a couple, our competitive nature comes out. So the Tally goes from "let's just see what we've had this week thus far" to "I bet I can have more than you". That's what last night turned into. In theory I won, but in reality that's nothing to brag about. The numbers we put up weren't all that impressive but on an empty stomach and in the amount of time we had, they weren't too shabby.
We started slow, while watching "The Day After". Then the pace quickened as Kansas got nuked. Then in tribute to the late James Doohan, we watched Star Trek IV (well, we started) and broke into some scotch to compliment the Cubans we were puffin' on.
I ended up calling Keith Stras to request a song and was put on the show... Not cool. haha. Then someone called me (I forget who at this point, I'll have to look at my call history), so then I decided at like 9:30 it would be smart to start planning for my excursion back to MA next week. My apologies if anyone's phone rang and/or you received a voicemail from some sot. DOH. My week is pretty much full anyway, though well, things always change. Anyway...
I was out like a light by 11. Didn't finish the movie. Then at like 3:30 I woke up to the sound of my voicemail beep echoing through my apartment and my throbbing head. Thanks Bosse. But that was good cuz it was just in time to catch a nice thunderstorm. woohoo. I unplugged my electronics, chugged some soda and crawled back into bed. Like a professional, I was up at 7, did some early morning cleanup so the apartment doesn't smell too bad of booze, cigars, salsa and beer farts. Hopefully Numbnuts leaves the windows open for a while before it gets too hot.
So now I'm in the office. Waiting for some meetings. It sucks cuz I have much to do with this pending move, however, I am waiting on people in Maynard to get their shit together and I really have nothing going on here right now, so until my phone rings, it'll be a pretty quiet morning which is damned good at this point.
So without further delay, here are the week to date stats:
Beer
John - 15
Matt - 12
Shots
John - 2
Matt - 1.5
Cubans
John - 1
Matt - 1
Combined Total
John - 18
Matt - 14.5
I think tonight is going to be an off-night. Might go see Dukes of Hazzard or something. But then again winners never quit and quitters never win so... we'll see.
This Beer Tally thing that Putnam and I got going is probably the stupidest thing ever. See, we've got this piece of paper on the fridge with hash marks. Every time one of us grabs a cold one, we mark the sheet. That's all fine and dandy, except that being men, after a couple, our competitive nature comes out. So the Tally goes from "let's just see what we've had this week thus far" to "I bet I can have more than you". That's what last night turned into. In theory I won, but in reality that's nothing to brag about. The numbers we put up weren't all that impressive but on an empty stomach and in the amount of time we had, they weren't too shabby.
We started slow, while watching "The Day After". Then the pace quickened as Kansas got nuked. Then in tribute to the late James Doohan, we watched Star Trek IV (well, we started) and broke into some scotch to compliment the Cubans we were puffin' on.
I ended up calling Keith Stras to request a song and was put on the show... Not cool. haha. Then someone called me (I forget who at this point, I'll have to look at my call history), so then I decided at like 9:30 it would be smart to start planning for my excursion back to MA next week. My apologies if anyone's phone rang and/or you received a voicemail from some sot. DOH. My week is pretty much full anyway, though well, things always change. Anyway...
I was out like a light by 11. Didn't finish the movie. Then at like 3:30 I woke up to the sound of my voicemail beep echoing through my apartment and my throbbing head. Thanks Bosse. But that was good cuz it was just in time to catch a nice thunderstorm. woohoo. I unplugged my electronics, chugged some soda and crawled back into bed. Like a professional, I was up at 7, did some early morning cleanup so the apartment doesn't smell too bad of booze, cigars, salsa and beer farts. Hopefully Numbnuts leaves the windows open for a while before it gets too hot.
So now I'm in the office. Waiting for some meetings. It sucks cuz I have much to do with this pending move, however, I am waiting on people in Maynard to get their shit together and I really have nothing going on here right now, so until my phone rings, it'll be a pretty quiet morning which is damned good at this point.
So without further delay, here are the week to date stats:
Beer
John - 15
Matt - 12
Shots
John - 2
Matt - 1.5
Cubans
John - 1
Matt - 1
Combined Total
John - 18
Matt - 14.5
I think tonight is going to be an off-night. Might go see Dukes of Hazzard or something. But then again winners never quit and quitters never win so... we'll see.
posted by Surviving In The Burbs at 8/05/2005 09:42:00 AM
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