adventures in e-town

St. Paddy's Day Drunk Fest

2007-03-19T01:16:00.001-07:00

So this is up and that is down, my hatred of the world is what makes it go round.

Well as I sit here with a cigarette in my mouth and a glass of someones whiskey in my hand I've decided to write about or at least try to write about the house party that we hosted on Saturday. Most likely this will be the last post for this blog as I'm the only one that posts anymore and Facebook has now become the "it" site to converse about our drunken evenings. An ideal ending would be for someone to post on Lauras 19th bday pubcrawl next month, considering it started a year ago on her 18th. I highly doubt it, but we'll see.....

Looking at the pics I'd say the Cast List was pretty much everyone who is anyone, plus about 12 people who I have no clue who they are.

Ok I can't do it, basically we all got drunk, like stupid ass monkey drunk. People were still showing up at 5am so the drinking continued till like 10am. Lot of people crashed at the house and one guy was dubbed "Guy on the Couch" as no one knew who he was and he was still sleeping there at like 1 in the afternoon. Keg stands were numerous and ceiling tiles were broken. When the keg was finished it was taken for a lap around the block, or should I say the arena. Some guy that was grabbin' on my ex the night before showed up and once again I didn't bottle him, mainly cause all we had were plastic cups. Bryan no longer has an Ipod as it was stolen.

So yeah, we got bombed, some of us drove home drunk, Sienna Miller was finished.

By the way Brenna is shredded and fuck is that ever hot, good God what a body!

Against Doctors Orders

2007-02-05T18:34:00.000-08:00

Well I'm back in the city and the name of the game was drink until all my ailments left me but after a visit to my doc who I haven't seen in over 7 years, drinking was taken off my to do list. When I was out of town and I had a chance to talk to people the common thing I would often here was "we should go out drinking this weekend when you get back". So with that plan drifting around we tried to make things a bit more solid. With Friday being a lack luster night split between the Stonehouse and Fluid, we decided we'd hit up what is probably the best bar on Jasper Ave, The Druid.

So with only a small band of our brothers heading out to the bar it was uncertain what the night would have in store for us. For myself seeing as I'm currently on 3 different kinds of prescriptions drugs I had figured that the loopyness I was feeling in my head would be the extent of my intoxication. I would soon find out that my alcoholism has reached an new level.

The Cast:

Pat
Bryan
Jessie
Pannich

The Supporting Cast:

Lindsey
Stacey
Jenny Asstron
Ashley (Shauns Girl) plus friends
Ashley A
Bobby (Ashleys Boy) plus friends

Location: The Druid
Time: 9:30

This episode began at the Frat with some light drinking, joking about, and some Futuresex/Lovesounds. Both Bryan and Jessie were drinking their respective poisons and were surprised to see that they each had some booze left from previous nights. As always we set ourselves a certain time we expect to leave and arrive at our destination but just as always we never seem to stick to it. With a bit of pre-drinking done we hopped into the civic and Pannich drove us to our destination.

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I'm actually thinking about this night and I can't say that anything really happened. I mean a few things did happen but as I think about them in detail it almost seems pointless to write it out in full. I know I usually blog the shit out of every event right down to the very last detail no matter how trivial, but I'm just sittin' here and I'm thinking to myself "What the fuck is point?" I don't know I mean I can can usually write these things out none stop for hours on end if I have too, but lately I find myself struggling to complete even the basic of nights. I guess I'm just so use to writing all that nonsensical manifesto shit, two of which I posted previous to the house party post, that when it comes down to just retelling a night on the town it just fails to compare. I don't know maybe my Docs right.

But whatever, I'll throw some key points at you real quick and you can make do with it what you can.

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When we get there we find Lindsey and Stacy sitting in one of the nooks off to the right side of the bar. The bar is not packed yet but seating is already full and the usual hot spots for crowds are already filling. After an unusual greeting, and I mean unusual by the way of a long two handed ass grab from Lindsey I stole a seat and let the others wander off into dankness that the Druid comands. Stacey and Lindsey seemed to be the ones that were taking charge of the drinking when we first got there as the guys seemed to be scoping out the surroundings. Not to worry though cause Bryan and Jessie brought forth the representation that they always do when the E-town boys are drinking. Jessie may not have ended up walking around in his boxers or Bryan throwing up and falling in the snow like a couple weekends back, but they still had award winning performances. So around this time we noticed Ashley come in with a couple friends that didn't seem too interested in hanging around with us. I would later find out that Pannich had made out with one of them in a bedroom at the Martini Party back in December. I just love how we know all these people that we've fucked around with in one way or another in the past and now it makes shit uncomfortable when we see them in social situations. No one does it better than us cause there are so many of us. Anyways it's about this time that the terrible person I am comes to the forefront. Uncharacteristically Bryan and Pannich follow suit. Even more so is when Jessie reaches our level. So it's pretty safe to say that we are terrible people.

4 1/2, 3 under, 1 over, $5 buy in, nuff said.

Jenny Asstron arrived somewhere in the night but I'm not too sure of the time frame. She had driven her new motor vehicle so she wasn't drinking, but she never usually does anyway. Must have been about 11 at this point and my alcoholism kicked in. It may be hard to understand but I'm coming off a two week hitch in Swine fucking Thrills where on the average day I'm drinking about 5 beers before work and another 5 after, toss a couple beers to the boys and that's a case a day. 24 pack of MGD runs you $53 in that shithole and I didn't feel like drinking Bud everyday. There are only two things the boys on that rig drink, Pepsi and Budweiser. Anyways I cave at about 11pm and I start drinking, what a dumb thing to do.

I asked my doc if I can drink on any of these multitude of meds he's prescribed and he says "no".

I say "what if I take them in the morning, can I drink at night?"

He says "doesn't matter what time of the day you take them, no alcohol."

So one beer and shits not alright up in the old grape, if you know what I mean. So instead of stopping I decide I'll pace myself. By now I'm sure the drinkers were drunk, except Lindsey and Stacey who seemed to stop drinking when they realized that they couldn't keep up with the seasoned vets, Jessie and Bryan. In an attempt to elevate the drunkiness and try and catch up I ordered a couple rounds of drop shots. Stacey decided on Dr. Peppers so we got 5 of those and despite Lindseys attempt to get next round to be Nigger Bombs, it was decided that Bottle Caps would be an easier and more tasteful choice.

One thing we need everyone to learn from this is: Dr. Peppers taste disgusting when drank after a Bottle Cap, the sweetness, sour, and 36 flavour mix just doesn't taste right.

For some reason, possibly cause she reached her drinking limit, Lindsey opted out on the last drop shot so Jessie manned up. By now I had had about 5 drinks and old familiar took charge in my body. I could no longer feel the affects of the meds, it was just the booze, but I felt sober. Maybe they cancel each other out? Something for the scientists to look into. So the other Ashley had decided to grace us with her seemingly drunk presence which is always welcome in my book. After a quick hello and an even quicker introuction to her new boyfriend she was off dancing and frolicking with the mass of people on the dance floor. At some point the song Mr. Brightside began playing and I think Shauns girlfriend must have seen the dismay in my eyes cause after a brief explanation from me I got another pep talk/lecture about Francine. Everyones got an opinion, everyones got the answers, but all that matters if what I know and what Fran knows. Problem is that no one else knows what Fran knows.

I'm not sure what time is was when Stacey and Lindsey decided to leave but Lindsey seemed to be in a bad mood and they left in a hurry. With our night forcefully ending fast the 3 guys made there rounds and kept me filled in on the progress reports each time they made a lap. Jessie had some choice words about Bryans wingman capabilities but I'll keep those to myself cause they were pretty damn funny.

Well I'm not sure what to say about the night out except that we drove Shauns Ashley home to Shauns and we stopped for Wendys. Some drunk bastard ended up eating my Big Bacon Classic Combo and I think it was Jessie based on the texting we did.

Here's how it went:

Pat sent "One of you drunks is eating my burger"

Jessie responded "That might be me i gal"

Jessie responded "Have pickles and shit"

So he ate my Big Bacon Classic and I got a Jr. Bacon.

Anyways, so I wake up around 4am and my hands are swollen. Like I'm talking Swollen Members swollen. Think Dave Grohls hand in the video for Everlong. I'm sure if I had rings on I would have lost a finger or two. So naturally I'm a little concerned. I grab that Healthwatch Reminder sheet that you get from Shoppers with each prescription and I begin reading them over but none of them say anything about gigantisms. So I call the 24hr hotline and I talk to some women, she asks me what's wrong, what I'm on, the dosage amount, and if I can think of anything that may have caused the reaction. I tell her I had a couple beers, she asks how many is a couple, I say about 5 or 6, she says that the alcohol is the cause of the reaction. I'm told that the swelling will go down when the alcohol leaves my body. She then makes a point of saying that next time I should listen to my doctor.

Well I figure I'll leave it at that. I had a really weird but detailed dream a few nights back, maybe I'll post it up here so some of you that are interested in dream translating, tarot cards and what not can give your opinions.

So yeah, this is some tired shit. Next time I'll try not to swear as much, but it's been a few days since I've had a drink.

Damn, now that I think about it, I'm not suppose to drink for at least a month and a half.

My life has now reached 6 feet under rock bottom.

Christening the Frat House

2007-01-23T20:07:00.000-08:00

Well I suppose it's time I start writing about our drunken debauchery as opposed to whatever I feel like writing. Though as I write this it has been over 3 weeks since the party took place and I don't have much memory left of that night. Spending 2 weeks in up in Swine Thrills takes a toll on ones psyche and a couple of weeks seemed like months when dealing with issues that are boiling over in my head. So as I think back to that weekend I remember the possibilties of what could have happened and some of the things that actually happened. I'll do what I can to get things back on track.

The Cast:

Pat
Ryan
Bryan......

basically the entire e-town crew

Supporting Cast:

The usual girls plus a handful of new faces

Day: Friday the 12th

So even though I had called the boys a week in advance to get things together for the party, i.e. a keg of MGD, somethings don't turn out the way I'd like them to. So after a day spent in Nisku I call up Bryan to see the progress on getting any keg after a late order of MGD was undeliverable. We had decided that a lager would be the best bet for everyone as it usually means that we can drink more of it. Beer of choice was Coors Light, the Silver Bullet. As I was saying I was on my way back from Nisku when I called Bryan only to find out that there was no progress on the keg and that we'd have to go to our clutch places as our last resort. Not five minutes after I had hung up Bryan called back and gave me the address of some back alley liquor store on the southside that had a keg of Coors. After picking it up and loading it into my car I dubbed him "Joey Coors". Once back at the house we buried him in the snow in preparations for the next evening.

Location: The Frat House or The House, until something better is thought up
Time: All day/night kind of deal

So after a day spent running around and doing errands I headed back to the house around 7. Some of the guys were already there drinking from Joey and short while later Francine and her crew showed up. Between I'd say 7 and 9 is when the majority of the people showed up.

Hmm... well alright, it seems I don't remember alot of what happened and more specifically the time frame and order of the events. So I guess I'll just throw out a bunch of things that happened and what I remember, I'm sure you'll all be able to piece things together.

At one point I remember being downstairs and I heard a loud bang as someone dropped something upstairs. Once I got up there I found out that the something was Pannich and the someone was Bryan and Marco. From what I gathered it was a keg stand gone wrong.

Downstairs there was alot Guitar Hero going on and many duels were had. I'm sure the overall champ at the end of the night was Ross.

Upstairs Sean, Kim, Bryan, Marco, and myself played some dumb drinking game that involved cards and dice. The whole point of the game was to get you drunk but I felt that without a sense of accomplishment in winning the game that it was rather pointless.

A couple of douch bag looking guys showed up at some point and everyone watched them closely until they left a short time later.

Some girl that came with Marco's cousin found out that some guy she broke up with over a year earlier had died so she was making a big deal about it. Katie called her on it and ended up almost slapping her.

Some time in the night Natasha and one of those other girls she's always with decided to make tuna sandwhiches and of course that didn't turn out well. Not sure why they keep showing up to our gatherings.

Keiths girl Ashley threw up after drinking a good portion of her Porn Star combo, I think Katie or Pam helped her out.

One of the couples, Shaun and Ashley, showed up on bad terms and fighting but after a few drinks things seemed to cool down between them.

I remember switching it up at one point and doing shots of Tequila with Fran and some of the other girls.

Towards the end of the night I remember a good number of people sitting on my bed and around my room. I remember this cause I've got a pic of me and Brenna.

Right now that's about all I can remember involving the social part of the night so I may aswell finish up with how I remember my night ending. At some point in the night I began fighting with Francine because, well, that's what we do. I remember going to the washroom to take a piss and while washing my hands I looked in the mirror and everything started to go black. Now this has happened before so I know that it means my body has been overcome with alcohol and my brain is shutting down, to keep it short I'm blacking out. Like I said this has happened to me before so I know the best thing for me to do is sit down or better yet lay down. Given my current predicament I was far wanting to black out so I contemplated the best ways to give myself a few more hours if need be, but came up short. So as I reached for the door knob to get out of the washroom I had an idea, a sudden urge, I felt the best idea was for me to throw up. I put my head over the toilet and regurgitated a couple streams. Afterwards I brushed my teeth, popped a couple pieces of gum, and I think I went back into the argument. I say think cause I don't remember if anything was said afterwards and I don't recall anything after that point.

When I woke up it was around 9am and the first thing I obvioulsy noticed was that Fran was gone. This is about when a sudden feeling of dread at the fact that I lost something completely overcame me. I got up, still wearing my jeans, took a look around the house to see what was what, found out that Pannich, Marco, Adriano, and Ross were still somewhere in the house. So with a general idea of what was going on I just figured that what I needed most right then was to see that girl. Now I don't know why I didn't call or text, maybe I did but don't remember, but since my first instinct was to go see her I jumped in my car and headed north on 97th. With everything racing through my head it wasn't as obvious to me at first but I was driving in the middle of two lanes and everything seemed to be spinning about 90 degrees only to reset and spin again. I was intoxicated. Nothing good come of me being in that situation so I decided the best thing was for me to go back home. Once I realized exactly how intoxicated I was I decided that an even better thing for me to do was to stop driving as soon as possible, the nearest house was Castle Keep. So that's where I woke up a few hours later in my old room in an unfamiliar bed.

I'd like to think I learned something after that evening/morning but since then everything sort of just fell apart and my recent actions have shown me I haven't learned a damn thing.

So I'll try and keep it to the bars, to the drunk, to ways of the E-Town force.

Recent Adventures

2007-01-22T17:25:00.000-08:00

Yeah we've all been really lazy in getting all the stupidity and insanity of our lives documented lately, so I thought I'd summarize some of the events that I've been a part of in the past few weeks.

1. "One Ball Pic Please"

Players: Ryan, Jon, Adriano, Ross
Location: The Attic/ Ryan and Pat's House

- bad things happen when a night starts with a 12 pack of Pilsner
- Ryan throws a 20 spot at the bouncer to allow us to get in
- I've never seen the Attic even somewhat busy but for some reason on this Thursday night it was bumpin
- many double rye and Craigmont colas were consumed
-Jon called some fruitcake Lacoste wearing guy "gay"
-Jon got threatened by a staff member
- more Pilsner was consumed
- I awoke to 2 sets of junk hovering above me
- drunken text messages were send to any and all women
- chicken burgers were prepared at 6ish AM

2. New Years

Players: Jesse, Ryan, Adriano, Ross, Jenni, Bryan
Location: Hudson's Downtown

- free tickets were obtained from Courtney or her sister....
- great, extremely drunken times were had(I can't really remember what happened until midnight)
- we all got little bottles of free champagne
- drunken, lonely or desparate girls threw themselves on all of us at 12 o'clock
- we danced and partied until about 3
- Bryan and Jessie tried to go to denny's but were rejected
- Ryan somehow found his way home...
- resolutions were made the following morning to never drink again....

3. Housewarming Party

Cast: Everyone that matters (except Va-Jon-a)
Location: Pat and Ryan's (relatively) new house

- I didn't get there until after midnight so I missed a bunch of stuff
- from what I hear, Jason was dropped on his head while doing a keg stand (anger ensued)
- Coors Light was the beer of choice
- drinking games were played (CHUG!) EEEEEE!
- guitar hero was dominated
- songs were sung (red hot chili peppers, weezer etc)
- songs were screamed (saosin, taken etc)
- songs were danced to (Dick in a box etc)
- someone made a tuna sandwich....
- some people vomited
- innappropriate questions were asked
- the keg was nearly finished
- i slept on the floor beside the drum kit...

On Our Best Behaviour

2006-12-11T18:04:00.000-08:00

As we all mature certain things become expected of us. We desire to do things less foolish than when we were younger so it's easy to say that we use our better judgement when we have decisions to make. Sometimes though we still make bad choices, the consequences for better or worse just seem to have more fallout.

This episode was a semi-formal evening with exclusive invites and the only booze expected to be flowing was in the form of Martinis, at a moderate rate. I had assumed everyone was suppose to be on their best behaviour.

The Cast:

(These are the ones that were invited plus the hosts)

Pat
Shaun
Ashley
Bryan
Ryan
Katie
Pam
Jessie
Chris
Katrina
Marco
Burger
Ross
Scott
Andre
Plus a few more who I didn't know

Supporting Cast:

(These are the +1 that the above brought as dates)

Laura
Jocelyn
Brian (Gay)
Rylee
Michelle
Matt
Girl
Girl
Girlfriend
Wife

I've forgotten names and faces so get off your asses and contribute

Location: The Denny Residence

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I started this post almost 3 weeks ago and it's now a few days away from the new year. For the most part I do remember what happened but after the last few weeks I don't much care to finish writing it. I'll sum it up, but it'll be brief and vague.

we drank,
we had guests,
I made drinks,
people got drunk,
good times were had,
good times were had in bedrooms,
good times were had in bathrooms,

That's pretty much it.

It's amazing how the actions of drunk people can affect others.

The End of the Mac Attack

2006-11-30T16:52:00.000-08:00

This doesn't really have much to do with the E-Town crew but seeing as how I've sort of commandeered the blog I'll write this one up so everyone will be up to date.

Well as this year just keeps getting worse for me I can add another item to my list of bad things that have happened. On Tuesday we had to put old Mac dog down as some complications had arisen. Mac was a crazy dog and I'm sure he bit most of you, cause he sure bit me alot. I always figured he'd have to be put down but had always imagined it to be because he mauled some kid walking by the house. After blowing out his knee a couple years back he had been putting more stress on his back legs and that caused one of his disks to slip and push against his spine. So with the pressure on his spine he was unable to walk and when he did he most likely had little control over his back legs. So with MacKenzie passing on that's the last of the animals as it was almost to the day last year when the fat Ginger cat also died.

I don't normally post pics even though most of you want me to but I'll throw some up of Big Mac. Maybe my sis will want to throw some better pics up as these are just some cell phone pics, but we'll see.

Even though we acted like we hated each other I'm sure deep down somewhere we didn't.

I'll always remember our epic battles...

cause I've got the scars to remind me.

E-town Lames out on Jessie

2006-11-20T15:11:00.000-08:00

Well things have sort of gotten away from me as I'm never around when people need me but I'll throw up a brief summary of the night Jessie turned 23. This night actually happened on the 11 but this post will be dated the 20.

First off I'll just say that the E-town crew straight up lamed out or flat left (which makes you a flatleaver) Jessie on his bday. Out of all the cast members that appear in the blog Jessie is one of, if not the most, constant. What do you think that means? Well after looking at all the posts it means that he comes out for everyones parties and everyones birthdays. We had a hard summer with back to back weekends of bdays, house parties, and pub crawls. It's a pretty safe bet that if it was anything outside of just a regular "let's go drink on Whyte cause it's cheap Thursday" that Jessie was there.

With that in mind it's hard to understand how for just one night some of us can't seem to lose our ambition. Now I understand that ambition is a tricky thing but when it causes you to miss out on your buddies birthday maybe you should re-think it, especially when that buddy went to your birthday. Now I understand that we had a triple bday the weekend before at I-Ho but the only person I would give a "get out of jail free" card to would be Adriano. Another problem was some lame pubcrawl that a good portion of you jumped on. $20 for a bus ride from Globe to the Iron Horse, yeah, good idea. I know some of you bought your tickets thinking Jessie would be on it, but he did a pretty good job of keeping everyone up to date with his plans through email.

I'll single a couple people out here cause they should know better. Bryan some how managed to cock block himself which I think maybe a first in recorded history. I don't know how he did it but he didn't get the girl he paid $20 for so it seems to fit. The second would be Rylee, Jessie's girlfriend. Now I don't know much about this girl so it's hard to say anything bad, but to me her stock has dropped more than Red Robins. I'll tell you what do know. Her boyfriend of a little over a month is having his birthday and of course she is invited. Does she show? No. The reason I'm told is that her friend is having relationship trouble. Well what do you think YOU'RE having now!? I don't know about Jessie but if my girlfriend pulled a no show for my birthday we'd be having relationship problems. The way it looks from my perspective is that she cares more about her friends relationship than she does about her own. Seems messed up to me, but only those two really know what's going on and they shouldn't listen me by any means.

I'll now summarize the night.

-we pre-drink at my place
-we get to the Globe (before entering Keith throws up)
-shots all around
-flatleavers flat leave (Bryan included)
-more drinking and slutty girls get crazy
-sobers show up and gay Bryan with gay boyfriend leave
-more drinking (Jessie gets crazy)
-Steve Johnson
-sobers leave and I leave a voicemail for casual sex

I'll write out the voicemail I left cause I think it's entertaining. Don't read if anything sexual said by me may offend you.

"Hey baby it's me. I've been thinking about you all night and all I wanna do is go down on you. I know you taste sooo good, I just wanna lick your body all over. I wanna squeeze your tits and make you scream. Let me make love to you all night. Give me call back, you know the number. Ciao."

-crazy girl dances some more
-Jay Jonah reels one in
-all but a handful leave
-Jessie, Keith, and Pat grab some pizza
-Jessie throws his pizza at the t.v.
-the 3 head to Fluid for more booze
-Pat makes a note after doing some shots that he has past his safe drinking limit
-try to get a cab and fluid closes
-hail a cab and get dropped off

That's pretty much the night minus the humor and excitement that comes with detail. So it was night full of booze, girls, pizza, and casual sex.

For those of you who lamed out, you let us down.

For those of you who came out, cheers.

Relationships Woes

2006-11-15T14:08:00.000-08:00

Alright now E-Town this has nothing to do with anything that has happened in the last 6-7 years but I just had to say something. As most of you know I'm doing a bit of moving so that also entails alot of cleaning and sorting which is how I came across this gem. About 7 years ago during summer break some friends and I were driving crazily down a shoreline road by some fishing town. We were drinking of course and I decided to stand up out the sun roof. Well we ended up hitting some guy crossing the road and I took a bit of a knock to my torso but when all was said and done the guy we hit was dead. With our bright futures in front of us we tossed his body into the ocean, I'm pretty sure it was the Atlantic. Well everything was fine until the next summer when I got this note.

(I'll blog it out if it's too hard to read, so skip down)

Alright I posted it and when I looked it over it took to much effort to read so here it is exactly as it's written on paper,

Patrick,

Do you enjoy pushing her away? Do you enjoy neglecting her? I know you don't know me but I'm only informing her of the truth and pretty soon she'll realize that what I will be telling her in my letters is true and she'll leave you and then you'll finally realize how special she is. I have a few questions. Do you even tell her how important she is to you? I bet you don't. Are you there for her when she needs you? Or are you too busy playing sports? I bet you're playing sports. Did you find out about my first letter on Friday or has she had to wait until today when you decided to grace her with your presence? I bet she has to tell you today. By now you want to kill me but sorry neither of you know me so it won't be happening. Mainly what I'm trying to tell you is one day you'll wake up and realize that she is one in a million and you'll never have anyone that special ever again. But it will be too late because she'll be sick of you neglecting her and she'll be gone. Honestly I hope that happens because if this is the way you treat your girlfriend then she is better off without you. Think about it if you care about you relationship at all, cause if you don't gaurd your turf someone will move in, take over and do it very happily. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe she really does like you, maybe you treat her differently when you're alone, but why are you afraid to show it to everyone else? One more questions. does she like roses? I think I may get her one for Valentines Day. You know what, If I'm right, you don't even care about what I have said to you in this note.

from your girlfriends admirer.

p.s. why don't you give her up now instead of losing her and looking like a fool, sure you'll hurt her, but then she'll be able to move on to someone better.

(Well that's that, but did that son-of-a-bitch call me a fool?)

As you can tell it has nothing to do with us hitting that guy but with one of my past relationships. Now anyone who reads this blog and happened to catch "I Will Always Be the Worst" knows that I've got a terrible track record when it comes to relationships. Well I recieved this one day during lunch at O'Leary. I opened my locker to have this note fall out. I think it must have been grade 10. It goes on to say that blah blah blah, I'm a bad boyfriend, I don't deserve her, I'll never find anyone that special again, well you can read it so you know what it says.

So I read this thing over after so many years and I'm not angry, I never was, with the exception of maybe my last two relationships I've never really given damn how things turn out. Do I know who sent it? No I don't. I had a chance to find out as the constable at O'Leary looked at the footage caught on the security cameras but I just didn't care. Now there was alot of speculation amongst the crew at the time and the general consensus was that my girlfriend at the time had gotten someone to write it and send it to me to try and make me a better boyfriend. With everything going on it actually made sense, she questioned me about "the letter" before I had even told her. If that was the reason all I can say is "come on, if I'm not doing something already by choice then there's no chance I'll do it when you try and make me." I mean I'm a pretty messed up guy for the most part but that seems to be working damn fine for me so far. It does make me think though.

This note was found amongst a bunch of other "love letters" and cards from ex-girlfriends and some from girls that are/were just friends. As I think about it, it appears that I may be a very sentimental guy. I've got all these notes, letters, pictures, cards, I've even got a large clump of Francines hair that I'm making into a little Voodoo Fran. So I just have to...hahaha oh man I need a minute. I was almost able to keep writing after that clump of hair comment. I don't actually have that last one but from my perspective, thinking of you people reading it that's just damn funny. Fran I know your creeped out, now blushing, but at least now you're smiling.

Anyways I've got all this stuff from girls who have in one way of another done something ridiculous to try and get me to stay with them or get me to ask them out. When I look at these things all I can think is maybe I'm not one of the bad ones. Maybe I'm on par. Maybe all you girls are the ones that are pretty damn messed up, or maybe, just maybe, I am one of the good ones.

A Trio of Birthdays

2006-11-07T22:53:00.000-08:00

Well with the Halloween weekend behind us it's back to just regular birthday drinking. The 3 people celebrating the bdays are Adriano, Pannich, and Jenny Asstron. After some loosely thrown together plans things seemed to fall through. After 3 long posts I'll try and keep this one short. We ended up at the I-Ho. I got drunk. People got drunk. People acted like whores. I have pics from 3 cameras so I got all the memories I need.

Next week is Jessie's

Bridging the Bars

2006-10-30T21:21:00.000-08:00

With the night of the 27th and the night of the 28th being my target days to resume the assault on my body with booze, I full filled my goal spectacularly on the 27th. Having given up drinking 6 weeks prior due to mistakes made and health reasons after the 27th I realized I've now got a very distinctive gage as to how much I drank. Before I had problems of throwing up, but more commonly spitting up blood the morning following a night on the town. As I laid on the couch like a helpless drunken baby I once again got the taste. This time however it was much more viscous. The texture was something more comparable to toothpaste than blood. I did my best to suck it up and realized that there was no point in laying around as I still had shit to do before the sun set. After visiting my dad in the hospital and grabbing a Triple-O burger from the food court I gave Katie a call to make sure she hadn't cancelled on everyone, as due to the situation she wasn't feeling up to it. I made it back to the Keep and before I knew it Keith was already over drinking his prestigious Grey Goose.

Told you these nights were overlapping.

The Cast/Costume:

Broken up into their rides

Pat/Cowboy (from the Warriors)
Keith/Manchester United Footballer (Oakley sponsored)
Katie/Little Red Riding Hood
Pam/Ugly Step Sister
Angela/Pirate

Bryan/Mr. Incredible (from the Incredibles)
Jessie/GhostBuster
Rylee (Jessies Girl...like the song)/?
Pannich/Douche Bag
Matt/Pop (from the Kelloggs Rice Krispies)

Marco/Snap (from the Kelloggs Rice Krispies)
Korie/Donnie Darko

Laura (Kories girl)/?
Chris/SWAT
Jay Jonah/Prize Fighter

Bryan (Gay)/Gay Demon Fairy
Kelsey/Military Girl

Francine/Northern Tundra Fairy (with annoying wand)
Ashley/Sexy Girl or Something sexy (wearing black)
Stacey/Mermaid
Lindsey/Slutty Wench?

Supporting Cast/Costume:

Brenna/Race Car Show Girl
Shanna/Wonder Woman
Vanessa/Ballerina
Ben/Thug?
Sabrina/?
Sean H/Maverick (from Top Gun)
Gerrard/Goose (from Top Gun)
Clint (Katies ex)/Dog the Bounty Hunter
Jeff (Clints friend)/Fred Flinstone
Jaime (Ryans sis)/something to do with fire fighting

Location: The Keep
Time: 7:30

As ManU proceeded to get drunk the girls (Red, Pirate, Step Sister) were taking their time getting ready cause they figured that with no line no cover all night there was no rush. This bothered me a bit but not as much as it normally would cause it gave me some down time to lounge around and watch the Oilers game. On an average night we might get to see a bit of the first period before heading out, we managed to watch 2 and a half periods. In the time it took Red Riding to finish getting ready the plans for the night had already been laid out. After a bunch of calls I had a general idea of how everyone was getting down to the Bank and it couldn't have come too soon as the streets where turning into chaos. With the possibility for myself to head across the river to wish Northern Tundra Fairy (ya know that kind of sounds like an enemy of Mega Man) a happy bday at the Iho, I did my best to throw together a contingency plan. Though most people weren't too fond of the idea I figured I'd keep it as a possibililty. With the cabbies backed up for a few hours we scrambled for a ride and Step Sis mangaged to come through and her step-dad was able to give us a ride. Once on the streets we realized how fun it was going to be to make it to our destination. Our thoughts were all on those few souls heading down 97th street.

Location: The Bank
Time: 10:30

After a cautious trip and a few run red lights we arrived at the Bank. On the way in the bouncer made a comment about my outfit which I later explained. Once inside I did a general walk around to see what the place was like as I'd never been there. I have to say it wasn't what I expected. On the main floor the bar lay-out just seemed obscure and out of place and there were pointless walls/dividers all over. It was generally too dark and full of darkies. I can't say I spent too much time downstairs as it was a smaller area that was already full and other than a Black Petered washroom there wasn't much to it. We found our reserved section and popped the bottles of champagne. SWAT, Prize Fight, and Laura we already there and enjoying some MGD. Within 20 min Douche Bag, Mr. Incredible, Ghostbuster, Rylee, Pop, Snap, and Donnie Darko arrived. As Rylee is the newest name to come across the E-town boys we did our best not to scare her away with our drunken escapades. Once the staff realized that the birthday girl had arrived they brought out the food platters. The first out was the cheese, corn nut tasting crackers, and fruit that consisted of grapes and strawberries. Most people had a nibble here and there but ManU and I shock and awed the whole thing. Once that was finished they brought out the popcorn chicken, chicken strips, and some sort of roll (chinese I think) as well as a variety of dipping sauces. After a few glasses of champagne I tired contacting Slutty Wench and Tundra Fairy but after a few infuriating and all together not helpfull responses I figured I stay at the Bank for a bit. Once I weighed the options and if there was any actual point in me going to the Iho I decided I may as well give it a shot as she did ask me show for a bit. So with that thought in mind I gave a heads up to a couple people and headed out the door to catch a cab that just pulled up. A couple people managed to get the cab before I did and after a brief convo I found out they were going to the northeast, maybe Clairview Pub or something. As I looked around for another cab the bouncer that had commented before realized I was wearing a Warriors vest and we laughed and joked about the movie as he use to love it when he was younger. A cab was stopped at lights and I hailed him over, after telling the bouncer I'd be back I hopped in the cab and gave him the destination.

Location: Crazy Taxi
Time: 11:15

Once in the cab it seemed alot more awkward than I had anticipated. I had decided to sit shotty to be a bit more friendly and maybe engage in some convo but the cabbie himself wasn't all too friendly. With the lack of music playing in the backround it made the silences that much more awkward. After about 5min of traveling to the south side it dawned on me that the driver didn't seem to confident in driving in these snowy conditions. This became even more apparent as we took the right line onto the high level and slid sideways into the curb. We straightened out and continued on across the bridge and down 109st. As we approached the 109st and 82ave intersection I asked which ave we were going to take to get to the Iron Horse, he told me he was gonna head down Whyte itself. We were by the cross walks and at this point I thought about suggesting we slow down as the "walk timer" was ticking the last few seconds and we were about to make a left turn. I didn't though and it almost cost me. The light turned red and he hit the brakes. Now we didn't stop, we just kept on going. That light had been red for easily 7-8 seconds before we entered the intersection and for a second I thought we were gonna t-bone someone. Thankfully the cars that had been going East on Whyte had already cleared the intersection, so I relaxed a little as we kept sliding. Then I saw the truck coming at us. As I re-tightened my grip on the "holy shit" handle on the door, all I could think as that Ford F-150 with the shiny grill and what looked like a crack on the left side of the bumper as it kept coming was "Ahh, Fuck". I remember hearing someones brakes and I assume it was the trucks. I am grateful to fact that some people know how to winter drive as the driver managed to break and manuver around the back of the cab. I'm not sure when driver in the truck hit the horn, but as we nudge the curb on the corner by the gas station I certainly heard it then. As we backed up and straightened out for the second time in about 10 min I thought about walking the rest of the way. The only deterrent I had was looking at the people standing in the cold who were now looking at us in the cab. They looked a little too cold, so I gambled it. Once we hit 103st I paid the man, told him to drive safe and got the hell out.

Location: Iron Horse
Time: 11:30ish

As I got to the I-Ho I saw that there was already a line stretching to the corner of the building. I got in line and after about 10 minutes I realized I was behind a group of about 15 brown guys, so I wasn't getting in. I figured I'd try and do something about it so I headed to the back doors and talked to the bouncer manning the exit. I explained I was there for birthday and it was only me and wanted to know if he could let me in. He told me he couldn't but if I talked to "___" (don't remember the name) at the V.I.P. side of the doors he might be able to get me in ahead of some others. I headed over to the opposite side of the line and asked to speak with "___", the bouncer told me he was inside but I'd have to wait for him to come back out. I waited for about 5 minutes but the dude didn't come out. The next time the door opened I hoped it was the guy I was asking about but it wasn't, it was a different bouncer, but a guy I've seen at the gym a few times. I know he doesn't have a membership but his buddy Ian does and I've seen them work out together every now and then. I don't really know them on a name to name basis but more of a "head nod" basis. I also think Ian might have gone to high school with my brother. When this guy saw me he recognized me and gave me the nod so I nodded back. I did the usual and asked what he was up to and told him he was looking big. I also asked about Ian and if he was there and found out he was at a party somewhere. After a bit of pointless chit chat, the most I have ever spoken to him or Ian for that matter, he asked what I was doing there. I told him the situation and he said forget the line and told me to head in with him. He talked to the girl and the guy at the cover charge booth and told me to have a good time. I said thanks and told him I'd see him at the gym. So just like that, no line, no cover, and I didn't get I.D. Sometimes there are other reasons why it's good to go to the gym.

As I made my way through the crowd the first thing I had to do was take a piss. Knowing Black Peter was in the washroom I prepared myself for the unwanted help he was going to give me. Once inside the washroom though I was surprised at how packed it was and I couldn't even see black Peter. I couldn't move around to much so I used one of the 3 urinals closest to the doors. I then squeezed my way to sinks and that's when I saw Black Peter. There was so many guys in the washroom that he couldn't move around, he was stuck on the far side and kind of looked helpless. After I chuckled at this for a few seconds I headed over to the bar and grabbed an MGD. The chick behind the bar complimented me on my cowboy hat and I did like wise as she was also wearing one. My cell had vibrated a few times as people at the Bank were begining to question where I was.

Once I got back downstairs it only took me a few seconds to find the girls as everytime we go to the I-Ho we usually get drinks from the same section of bar. I saw Slutty Wench first and as I walked by tipped my hat to her, she obviously didn't recognize me as she continued on to check out more pieces of meat. I headed into the group of the Tundra Fairy, Sexy Girl, Mermaid, and Wench and they all rejoiced as they saw the bringing of good times. After hugs all around and I think maybe a few pics, I sized up the situation and told them all to go dance. They all seemed to be on a decent amount of the sauce so I figured I'd let them all enjoy the night the way they wanted. I came across Race Car Show Girl, Wonder Woman, and Ballerina and for the second night in a row they really didn't seem to happy to see me. In an attempt to avoid making things uncomfortable or anyone cry I figured I head back to the Bank as already I got to see the smile on the face of Northern Tundra Fairy. Once I made sure everyone was going to dance I figured I'd leave before they realized it. On my way to the exit I had someone grab me by the waist and it was the Tundra Fairy. I explained the situation and how it was her night so I didn't want to ruin it by pissing her friends off even more. She told me they were just tired from the night before and didn't really feel like drinking. After a bit more convo I grabbed a booth and everyone else came and joined us. I finally got to meet Tundra Fairies friend Ben (Thug?) and once he found out who I was he had some strange words to say to me. At this point I was told that the unhappy girls wanted to go home, so I figured well if I'm going back to the Bank why not have the girls that want to party come with me. So while the girls waited for the coat check I had SWAT do some recon via texting and found out we would have no problem getting in over there.

Location: The Streets of Whyte Ave
Time: Bit after 12:30

Once outside in the cold I found out that the only girls coming with me were the Northern Tundra Fairy, Mermaid, Sexy Girl, and the Slutty Wench. In all there was five of us which I figured might make it hard to get a cabbie that would take all of us. For some reason Mermaid, Sexy Girl, and Wench decided to head East on Whyte which took us further away from the bulk of the bars. It took some time but once the Mermaid showed some leg we had a cab. With all the girls piled in the back I sat shotty in a cab for the second time that night. The cabbie began to complain about there being to many people but before he could finish I told him if he takes us I'll give him a good tip. On the trip back across the river the passengers in the back talked endlessly about girl things to which at one point I leaned over to the driver and while shaking my head I said "Women, pfft". After directing him to the Bank (which he had never heard of) we all piled out and the good tip I gave him was "Don't drive too fast cause it's icy!". Nah, just kidding. It would have been damn funny if I did though.

Location: The Bank
Time: maybe 1?

As we pulled out our I.D.s to get in the Bank the bouncer said "Cowboy, it's good to see you come back with a 4 to 1 ratio". I told him one of the girls was under 21 but it was also her birthday, he told me it wouldn't be a problem and we all headed in. I headed back to our tables and shook hands with all the now drunk partiers who I had left sober a few hours earlier. Everyone told me stories of what had happened while I was gone. I saw Little Red and told her that I had just been in the bathroom when she was looking for me. I did a quick head count and saw that we had lost a few (Ghostbuster, Rylee (?), and Douche Bag) but gained some (Gay Demon Fairy and Military Girl). I let the girls that just arrived have what was left of the champagne and once again ushered the girls to the dance floor. I downed a shot with Snap, Pop, and ManU but with the night almost over I decided that it wasn't worth it to try and catch up. With the drunkeness of a few of our group I decided I'd do a little babysitting, espcially with Little Red's ex-boyfriend there and her been known to get belligerent. As the night was coming to an end I did something that I only do once maybe every 3 years, if that. I danced with the Northern Tundra Fairy. Before everyone starts to freak out though, keep in mind it was a slow dance. I also did something I hoped I would have never done again and that was make that girl shed some tears.

With the lights coming on and most of us heading out we tried to figure out what else the night might have in store for us. Mr. Incredible managed to convince Mermaid, Sexy Girl, and Slutty Wench to walk all the way to Rose Bowl Pizza despite me telling them that it was too far and too cold. Tundra Fairy and myself were suppose to go with them but while I was making sure everyone had rides they left without us, thank God cause they walked. While waiting for Step Sisters dad to pick some of us up, a fight broke out on the street between a bunch of brown guys. I was glad to see that none of the boys joined in, especially Snap and Pop who right there watching it. The Fairy and I decided to see where Snap and Pop were going and they told us they were gonna split a cab with Fred Flinstone and some others. After I talked to Fred for a bit Snap realized that we knew each other and I explained how he's best friends with my sisters ex. We also bumped into a Fire Fighter who was an actual Fire Fighters sister. She thought it was strange that her brother wasn't out with us. About this time the Step Sisters late night driver pulled up and Step Sis, Red Riding Hood, and ManU piled in. They told us to get in but we didn't think they could fit 4 more of us in the truck. As Tundra Fairy and I went over to check it out we realized that because the Pirate wasn't going with us that all of us could have fit, so the two of us joined the 3 already inside. We tried to get the Kelloggs boys to get in but they were pretty set on trying to get to an after party. I later found out the were unable to get a cab for about 4hrs and ended up walking to the casino.

Location: Ride Home
Time: Depends cause the clocks went back

With Red Riding Hood, ManU, the Northern Tundra Fairy, the Step Sister, and myself in the truck we all talked about what had happened that night. The ride home was slow but we did make it home. After dropping the Tundra Fairy off at home the remaining 4 of us headed back to Castle Keep where ManU and the Step Sis would crash. I was expecting a phone call in the middle of the night from Mr. Incredible as he had said earlier that he had left he keys at home and would need a place to sleep, but he managed alright.

So it was a somewhat hectic night as I bar hopped to 2 birthdays only to join them together before the night was over. I missed out on events at both bars and some of the cast/supporting cast were not mentioned in my post above as I only heared about them but did not see them. I'll let the two who witnessed the events happen post about them rather than tell you what I heard.

Other than almost getting crushed by a truck,

I'd like to think I had a good time.

A Howler of a Night

2006-10-29T22:10:00.000-08:00

So here we are kicking off season 2 of Adventures in E-town and though it may not have the budget of say "The O.C." I'd like to think it has more class. We should get some sort of theme song going like the O.C. or maybe just make one up. I'm gonna say "The Killers - Read My Mind". I like it, maybe the best song on the new album, it's catchy, easy to listen to, and the lyrics kind of fit. Ok forget that, as my iTunes just randomized a better choice is now playing. I'll keep the other one as a song for Francine. The new nominee and theme song is "K-Os - Sunday Morning" it's pretty self explanatory.

Anyway as we start the new season there may be some overlapping as Bryan says he's got some dvd extras that I wasn't involved in that he wants to include. I am however going to say that with the interest or lack of interest in this blog by the contributors and general public that doesn't leave comments, this time around when I post it's going to be more in depth. By that I mean we're going be talkin' all raw and shit about chicks, more incriminating things, more personal feelings and opinions, damn near no censorship, and of course a shit load more name dropping. Of course I can only write from my perspective so it'll probably be more common to hear things like "Jessie and Lindsey had sex".

So here we go, Adventures in E-town, Season 2

Balls Out.

The plan for this night has been something that was put into effect close to two months ago when Chimko bought four tickets to the Bears Halloween Howler. I can actually say that I didn't really want to go cause I was not impressed by the band line up or the guest hosts. Originally I had figured that maybe Thornley would be playing or possibly even Hawksley Workman. As the date neared I found out it was gonna be hosted by the cast of "Trailer Park Boys" and the bands playing were "Hinder" who was opening for "Default" of all bands. Yeah....pieces of shit. The thought of being in a room with 3,999 other drunk people all singing "Lips of an Angel" almost makes me want to kill myself, like wrap my car around a lamp post kill myself. That way I could experience a pain similar to what I imagine the singing to be like. Do I like the Trailer Park Boys? No, no I don't. Simple as that. Default? I don't have to say anymore.

As the date neared though I started to get a bit more in the mood as I began to get a bit edgy from all the weeks that past without drinking. If a pint of Guinness or a shot of Cabo is on the path to the dark side, then call me Anakin Skywalker. When people began telling me that they were paying $100+ for tickets to the Howler I figured what the hell, maybe I should check it out considering I paid $45.

The Cast/Costume:

Pat/Cowboy (from The Warriors)
Chris/SWAT
Chimko/Cyrus (from Trailer Park Boys) or The Terminator (from T1)
Stefan/Tony Montana (from Scarface)

Supporting Cast/Costume:

Francine/Woodland or Northern Tundra Fairy
Brenna/Race Car Show Girl
Shanna/Wonder Woman
Vanessa/ ? (Since posting this I have been told she was a Ballerina)
Chelsey (St.Albert, not sure of the spelling)/Cleopatra (I think)
Chelseys boyfriend/not sure I was stumble drunk by then
Rob C/Clark Kent/Superman
Frank S/Bandito
Matt D/Construction Worker
Bumble Bee Girl
Blonde Nurse
Brunette Cop?
and a bunch more but whatever

As Friday the 27th began I was already balls tired as I hadn't slept much the week leading up to that day. Collectively I'm running on about 14hrs of sleep for the entire week so I feel very much like the living dead, which is very fitting for this time of year. Before I even start to prepare for the evening ahead I've got a laundry list of tasks that I've got to do and I don't think I accomplished a quarter of them. Luckily I managed to make it to the gym so that recharged my batteries a bit. After that I used a concoction of energy drinks to keep me afloat. Now most of you know me so you know I'm not talking about the convenience store drinks. I was using the lower end "EAS Piranha" to level my fix and "Red Line" to put me over the top. Once I began to crash I would hit up the "Liquid Speed" to ease the feeling. I know....it sounds fucked up. Once on edge I busted it downtown to see my sis and the girls at Marvel as they were gonna do my make up for my costume. One of the teachers has done makeup for a few movies so some of the girls watched to learn a few things outside the standard makeup procedures. She didn't charge me for it and also did a great job as I later found out when Fran saw my face and thought it was real. Once making it back to the north end I tossed on my costume and waited for Chris to pick me up. Once he did we headed down to the hotel where we had a couple of rooms for our group.

Location: Alberta Place
Time: 7

We all prepared for the night ahead by putting our costumes on and doing a little predrinking. I had brought the miscellaneous booze from my fridge which consisted of a few different flavors of coolers. After a couple I was disgusted by the taste so I went over to Chimko and Stefans room and grab some beers. As we waited for everyone to finish up getting ready we put back beers and finished off a bottle of Malibu which was consumed straight shot. On a side note I've never drank Malibu straight and can now say that I don't ever plan on doing it again, terrible stuff. Once we're all ready we head down to the lobby debating if we should take a cab or not. Once outside we see a cab waiting and figure that since there's one there we may aswell so we all piled in.

Location: Shaw Conference (Halloween Howler)
Time: ?

So after our $4 cab ride, which I think the meter starts at $3.60, we all pile out and the doors to the Howler. As we descend the stairs we get a good look at all the other costumes and it seems the possibilities for the night could be endless. After a thorough frisking, even more so for SWAT cause he's wearing a tactical vest with many pockets, we're allowed in. With the booze mixing with my cranked amount of energy drinks on an empty stomach I can say that I'm feeling strangely fine. Instead of trying to find the other people that we know are going to the Howler we decide our best bet is to get some drink tickets before the lines get too big. With the going rate of drink tickets being 1 at $4.75 we figured the best bet was the 9 for $40. With our drinks in hand we got lost in the crowds of fictional beings.

At one point someone from the Bear introduced the TPBs and they did their thing to welcome eveyone as I booed to everyones cheering. With all the halls at Shaw open to us they had 2 "bars", one at either end, and the stage was setup opposite the doors. I had a feeling that we'd be doing alot of walking/drinking and that turned out to be true as by the time you got from one end to the other you would need another drink. With the other guys opting to drink a variety I decided to stick with beer that way I could use the beer only line ups which went much quicker. I can say that not much really happened for the majority of the night other than a bit of mocking or lewd comments made about some of the costumes. That and alot of drinking and alot of walking.

We bumped into alot of people we knew and chatted a for a bit. The length of conversation usually depended on how well we knew them and how drunk us or them were. Often we'd break up into groups and try and find each other in the chaos that would happen around us. After one such parting I got word from Scarface that they met Gillian Foote and that she's bigger, as in wider, in person. Around this time I think Hinder came on stage, so I booed and we decided to go get some pizza.

While we stood eating our pizza I thought I saw the last person I expected to see there that night. As a line of girls passed by I saw such a familiar face that all I could say in utter shock and disbelief was "I think I just saw my ex-girlfriend go by". Now I had talked to her earlier that day and her plans had been to stay home and study, which is what she does, so it couldn't have possibly been her. Either way with that possiblility I decided I needed to get more drink tickets. This was not the wisest of decisions. Around this point I recall Hinder starting to play "Lips of an Angel" and I booed and shouted obscenities mercilessly.

Once I had my fill of the bashing, SWAT and I grab some drinks and headed to an open table. Before I sat down I noticed the table cloth was wet so I tore it off the table as the people around me looked on with chewy faces. I realized at this point that I was spinning drunk but the pizza and sitting really helped out alot. Also when ever I see or think I see that one girl it's like getting hit in the face with a bucket of cold water, very sobering. While sitting we saw Rob (Clark Kent/Superman) walking by and he came over and we talked about stupid shit as we caught up after not having seen him for a few years. We also had our first encounter with the Bumble Bee girl who was sitting with her friends at a table one over from ours. As the Bee girl fought off attempts by her friends to get her to go over to a table full of dudes beside ours she would shoot glances over to our table. Knowing my capabilities as a wingman are limitless I quickly formulated a plan and set it in motion. I went with the standard cut play, where even though the bar isn't in the direction of your goal, you run the play as close to the target as possible and cut over and back to the bar. While on the way though whoever you are wingmaning for makes contact and invites the target for a drink. The play ran flawlessly and once SWAT was in line for a drink with Bumble Bee I broke off to go mingle with some Banditos.

While doing some rounds and bumping into people I know I came across Frans posse. When I saw Brenna (Race Car Show Girl), Shanna (Wonder Woman), and Vanessa (Ballerina) I was sort of relieved but more so disappointed that Fran wasn't with them. As I tried to shoot the shit with the 3 girls I got the general feeling that they didn't want much to do with me, but before I could trail off in what I was saying and walk away I had someone jump into my side. It was my former girl in a fairy costume. She explained how her friends had an extra ticket so they invited her along at a discounted price as a bday present. After talking with her in that uncomfortable way you chat with a former flame when you're drunk, trying to avoid doing anything or saying anything that would make things more uncomfortable for yourselves and those around you, I got a call from SWAT trying to locate me. Once he found us out in the lobby he said his pleasantries to the girls and they sort of wandered away from the group of us. We stayed out in the lobby till I needed another drink and took the Tundra Fairy along with me as I would get her a birthday drink. Once up there she informed me they didn't have any tequila, something I had found out earlier. After we got our drinks we headed our separate ways as her friends were on one side and mine were on the other.

When I met up with the SWAT, and the long time missing Scarface and Cyrus, they were talking to Chelsey (Cleopatra) and her boyfriend. As they were talking I used the opportunity to take a piss so I headed into the mess they called a washroom. I say "mess" cause the floor was covered in various pieces of many costumes, mostly wigs which had become matted to the floor as everyone walked over them. Once finished I headed back into the hall to get another drink as I knew the night was coming to a close and had one ticket left. On my way back to where I had left the group I came across the Bumble Bee and figured it would be best to get SWAT back in there to continue where he had left off. Unfortuantely on our way to where the Bee was we stopped to talk to more people we knew and by the time we were done the Bumble Bee had flown away. This was where bad decisions were made.

As we waited in line for more drinks, which now that I think about it makes no sense cause I didn't have any tickets left, SWAT and myself started up a convo with a Cop and a Nurse. Now I'd like to tell you their real names, but I don't remember and I don't think I cared enough to ask. At first these girls seemed on the level but I wasn't paying that much attention to what they were saying. We found out they were sisters and a bunch of other useless facts that didn't register, but seeing as I'm a perfect gentleman, I nodded along anyway. So this goes on for bit until the blonde Nurse grabs me by the hand and tells me "we have to find Bubbles". Now I don't give a damn about Bubbles, by hey, it's not like I'm Jesus so I go along with it. This goes on for like 15min and this damn girl doesn't shut up about Bubbles, now there is a very thick line between being a fan and stalking and this girl was so far across that line she was already across the moat.

The inner sense of what is right or wrong in my conduct or motives, impelling me towards the right action keeps me from finishing this part of the night, I think about it and even write it out, but something about it or something in me prevents me from actually keeping it written, at least for now.

Location: Alberta Place
Time: 4:30a.m.

So back at the hotel the time has run on and it's nearing 4:30 in the a.m. In the hallway and the room next to us we hear something rowdy going on. We figured it to be a party but with only Cyrus and Scarface next door, we knew better. At one point I was out in the hall for some reason and happened to pass by a disgruntled pizza man as he had just come from their room, they denied ever ordering it. Around5:30 I had pretty much figured the alcohol to have worn off and decided to try and get some much needed sleep. It wasn't meant to be as I watched the room gradually get brighter.

With the whatever sunlight that could penetrate the clouds illuminating the room, I laid on my back on top of the sheets still in the clothes I wore the night before. With my cowboy hat tipped forward over my eyes I could at least enjoy the darkness until the others woke. When Chris finally woke we headed next door to see what had happened to Chimko and Stefan the night before. With room service waiting and no answer at their door Chris went downstairs to get an extra key card. Once in the room I was amazed at the condition it was in after only one night. Only Stefan was left as Chimko had sucessfully trashed the room like a wannabe rockstar and disappeared into the night. Empty bottles were strewn all over the room and pieces of furniture were tipped over or on end. The smell in the air was that of something God awful. The bed that Chimko was suppose to have been in had the sheets torn off as they were covered in what I could only assume was vomit. As Stefan was woken from his sleep, we found that he was also shocked as to what the room looked like and angry at the fact that Chimko was missing. After a quick clean up to at least try and make the room look respectable we packed up our shit and made a break for the exit.

Once back in the Keep after a quick trip to the south side to drop off Stefan, I tried to settle my head. With no sleep and body coursing with booze that I had thought had left me some point in the night, the shortest of road trips had kicked my motion sickness into high gear. With my cell ringing constantly from people trying to find out the details of Katies bday and multiple screens on my msn flashing I hit the barely legal substances to hydrate my body. After doing my best to organize something for the night my eyes began to close only to open as I had the spins. I pondered the thought of going M.I.A. for the night and skip the two birthdays I was suppose to attend. As I laid on the couch helpless like a booze filled baby I realized no one would let that fly. I did my best to suck it up and realized that there was no point in laying around as I still had shit to do before the sunset. After visiting my dad in the hospital and grabbing a Triple-O burger from the food court I gave Katie a call to make sure she hadn't canceled on everyone, as due to the situation she wasn't feeling up to it. I made it back to the Keep and before I knew it Keith was already over drinking his prestigious Grey Goose.

I may as well end it here cause I'm already starting to overlap into my next post. I figure Bryan and Lindsey are going to have to post about the 28th. I can't write about what happened at the I-Ho before I got there (Lindsey) and I don't know what happened at the Bank from the time I left till the time I got back (Bryan). So our 3 posts are gonna intersect.

I'll leave it at that for now.

Well, on a final note.

Chimko hasn't been seen since.

Previously on adventures in e-town

2006-10-23T18:22:00.000-07:00

Well with the first season of adventures in e-town over I'd like to think it was unsettling at best. I know we started in April but all pilot seasons are shorter than a regular one. Before we kick off season two of AeT lets recap season one the best we can. I'm gonna tell you right now that people may get left out and some things might get repeated that people don't want repeated, but hey, I'm writing this. (Skip down to the big paragraph for pointlessness)

As the readers first encoutered our main duo and the ever growing fellowship of drinkers accompanying them, they were unsure of what to expect from a multicultural group of guys that had grown up in the capital city of Alberta.

With the introduction of Bryan things were underway as the readers had a hero that was a crazy fun loving asian who would become known to do unthinkable acts in moments of drunkeness.

The other half of the duo they met was the anti-hero Pat, though crazy like Bryan he would become to be known as the less fun loving but more sullen and brooding of the two.

In the pilot episode we were also introduced to a few other recurring cast members when Jessie and Keith were brought in to widen the readers interests. Bit players were also introduced that included the "Zellars" and "Old Navy" crews. Before we were a quarter of the way into the season the cast would grow exponentially to include Ross, Ryan, Pannich, Marco, Shaun, Korie, Adriano, Burg, and many more that would become household names.

In the first few episodes of the season we read on as the cast under went changes as Bryan graduated from university, Pat began a relationship with a 18yr old vixen, and Marco turned 20.

The following episodes were full of events as a duel birthday at the druid was split 50/50, Bryan opened up to the readers with some deep thoughts, Whyte ave became home to the insanity of the Oilers run to game 7 of the cup finals, Francine moved up from bit player to cast as she saved Pat one night and they became exclusive, and the crew would hit up Lakeview Pub.

At the mid-point in our season we found our readers begining to take interest in their favourite characters. Sometimes things would get out of hand as we found out when a stalker found Jessie on a pub-crawl one night and kept him lip locked the entire evening. Readers began to comment on the cracks in the relationship between Pat and Francine. We also began to see new cast members emerge as Chris, Chimko, and Lindsey began to stand out.

With the focal point of the season being the two weekend house parties at Bryans and Jessies the cast began to see the light at the end of the season. Both parties went off without a hitch with the latter being often reffered to as the best house party ever. Bryan began to make moves with a cousin of a newly emerging cast member, and the toll had been taken as Pat was put on break status with Francine. With one relationship on the outs another was just begining as one cast member Ross was sharing alot of page time with an as to that date extra. Once again new cast members began appearing as Matt, Laura, Stefan, and a new Ashley appeared.

With the climax of the season past the changes in the characters had become evident. The once emotionless Pat began to dissolve as Francine had found a way to crack his once impenetrable heart. Bryan would become the front runner to all things fun and booze filled as he had to pick up the slack left by those who had loose ends to tie up. With the changes occuring through out the fellowship everyone began to slow and the readers began to lose interest. To try and spark a new interest Marco and Matt were put into the spotlight and joining them would be the S Club 17s, a newly introduced group of soon to be 18 year olds.

At the end of the season finale we found our duo on two opposite ends of the spectrum. Bryan at an undecisive end as he contemplates the two female companions in his life and the value of the job that has him working the weekend. Though Bryan is still currently researching material, he is unsure of the possibilities of season 2. When we last left Pat he was guilt stricken after trying to come to terms with how he could have lost someone he held so dear. After briefly appearing in his most personal episode of the season he went MIA after a bit part at Matts Pajama party.

With season end our cast has gone through their ups and downs. Extras from the start of season 1 have become more prominent and a few stars have taken a backseat. Another change is two new writers Jessie and Linz, one of them was recently featured at the end of the season. The possibilities for a second season are endless as the hero has his hands full and the anti-hero is left with nothing. With old cast members leaving it looks like we might have a few new ones joining the ensemble. The cast members are begining to come into full swing but with the contributors in question this may be the only season.

With a final thought, a single solitary voice from Jessie stood out as his normally reserved nature was put aside as he challenged the cast to continue, but only if it was done bigger and with new locations.

Are you a fan of Adventures in E-Town?

If so you've got a chance to meet the cast of your favourite blog.

Saturday October 28th at The Bank Ultra Lounge

They'll be taking pictures and maybe even signing autoraphs.

Ever wonder what these people look like?

Well I've had my fun so on to the actual pointlessness. (I actual wrote this drivel first and everything above this was written after) In an effort to revive something dead and long since decaying I'm gonna start posting on this blog again. Something I had stated I wasn't going to do for some time after the debacle that had befallen me. As I review the whopping 2 posts that have been written since the last time I signed off I have no answers as to why nothing new has been written except for the general laziness of the population. That's right, I'm gonna blame all of you people out there. Well not all of you....just those of you who pay for gym memberships and never use them. To say nothing has happened since the last post, which isn't even dated right, would be a lie. I know of a night where a group of irrigators borderline hijacked a yellow school bus in a drunken attempted to get around the city, only to end up in a parking lot in the middle of St. Albert. I'm gonna let that stay with the participants. There was the pajama party that "linz" used for her inaugural post. I could go in depth about that night like I do with all my other posts but it just would seem pointless. I could always put up another post about feelings and shit but then I would have to watch everyone run again as if sulphur was raining down like it did on Sodom and Gomorrah. Oh by the way thanks for that....that really helped me out alot. No I'm not gonna be posting about anything that has happened in the last 6 or so weeks since I gave up drinking. With hazy memories of drunken phone calls at 12:52 in the a.m. and painful mornings throwing up blood, giving up the bottle seemed the most logical. I did this basically to avoid anything that would end up being just short of a heart wrenching scene from any romantic drama. As you can pretty much tell by now this post has nothing to do with anything but for some reason you've read this far. I'm just writing this cause I figure I'm gonna be puttin' up a bunch of posts in the next few weeks and I may aswell hit the ink to so everyone can get familiar with me again. Oh wait, no one has really fogotten cause if you scroll down a few posts there's the remains of the post that I caught alot of flak for. Once again I'll have to blame that on laziness. So even though I could probably keep writing about pointless crap until I've listened to every song on my iTunes I'm going keep this one from getting to long (yeah this one is damn hell ass long), cause the next few are gonna be doozies.

For those of you reading this I'll say that we've got a hard 3 weekends coming up. I'm hyping the shit out of them cause I'm looking to cure all my woes and I don't want to end up not drinking.

Oh, someone should probably take my cell away from me once I start with the sauce.

Does anyone else smell weed?

2006-09-24T22:19:00.000-07:00

Here you go, Bryan.

Players (no supporting cast, as it's hard to remember who did what prominently)

Me
Stacey
Ross
Fran
Pat
Bryan
Matt (the host/the houseowner)
Pam
Pannich
Jessie
A girl named Chantal (or Chantelle or Chantel, how to spell it, I don't know)
One named Elizabeth
Marco
Smith
Jon
A guy whose name was Dylan (I think)
Chimko
Dave (again, name...?)
Laura
Many others who I never really got around to meeting
Freddy (in spirit)

I heard about this party from a few different people. I had no idea where the area was or whose party it was at all. All I knew is that I had a craving for beer. So I picked up Stacey and Fran and we headed off to the party. We were almost 100% positive that we got the right house as we pulled up because we saw three girls wearing their pj's and housecoats. I had a bit of a difficult time parking, took about 3 minutes. I got momentarily pissed off, then just laughed at the fact that my car was sticking out, taking up what seemed like half of the space on the road.

The girly's and I head towards these other pajama-clad chicks and ask (stupidly) if this is the pajama party. But all 6 of us laugh and they say yes. So I say something else like, okay, do you want us to use the front door? Dunno if they didn't hear me or what, but no reply at all. But since we try the front door, and it doesn't open, we go around to the back. It's a really, really nice backyard. This Matt person must have uber-rich parents or something. A little mosquito-netted tent, a firepit, and it backed onto the lake. Nice.

As we look around for people to avoid and people to hug, we see Bryan, Ross, Smith, a few guys in white housecoats (one of them being Matt, the guy whose house it was) and a few others. Usher was all around me. All of us, about a group of 5 or 6 stand, well, in a group, and talk amongst ourselves until Bryan comes over and tells us to start being more social. I go and get myself a beer. I think it was around this time that Pat and Laura arrive. I remember beginning to laugh at this point. The party was getting louder, the people were getting livelier, and Smith was doing his Borat impressions that were cracking me up. Jagshamesh.

I specifically remember almost making it to the steps to go onto the deck when Smith (or it could have been Marco) knocked over a chair with chips and salsa on it. The next thing I see/hear is Bryan diving to the ground, exclaiming something about not wasting it. Ryan follows suit, and some chips are eaten off the ground. Classy. I see one of the girls who was at the front, Chantel. She's another one that's really nice to me, even if she was drunk. I see her throughout the night, always nice and smiling. I think at this time, Pat and Laura and Pam and probably a few others came. I stayed and talked to them for a few minutes. And someone was uncharacteristically smoking. I didn't get a good enough look/smell of what it was. But me and Stacey had a discussion a little while later that went a little, like this.

Me:"Hey, do you smell that?"

Stacey:"Smell what?"

Me:"Weed."

Stacey:"It probably is. Yeah, I think I smell it too."

I see Jon. I haven't seen him since the last party, so we go on for a few minutes about motherfucking snakes on a plane. We also talk about the movie by that same name. After awhile, I go over to to hammock. Pannich is there. I haven't seen him all night. He says he'll be right back, so I gladly hold the hammock for him while having a few minutes to swing. When he comes back, I meet the girl that he himself has been swinging with, her being Elizabeth. She seemed nice. Her friend said she was drunk. Either way, I left that area after that.

To the firepit I go. On the way, I see Stace and Ross sitting together. She asks me where I've been, and I say, around, then tell her I'm going to the firepit. I see Laura and she said she's going, so we say our goodbyes and she leaves. Didn't really get to see her or talk to her at all that night. I get down there and me and Fran and Pam all gather around it, getting the smoky stench in our hair and clothes. I decide to make a marshmallow. I left it on for way to long, as it ended up in the fire. Then I decided to make a hot dog, even though I wasn't really hungry, I just felt like burning stuff. Fran points out that Stace was hungry before and asks if it was for her. I felt like being nice so I say ya, sure. Then she comes down to the pit w/Ross. I give her hot dog, and am thanked for making it for her.

A little while later, I go away from the fire pit. I notice Jessie is here around this time. We say our hellos and I go onto the deck. Me and this random guy and this other girl are sitting on the deck eating the bowl of MnM's. I go back to the fire and try to get some "bad" story out of Chimko, which I wasn't even supposed to be aware of its existence, let alone know what it was. I let that go within five minutes. So everyone communes around the fire. A little while later, and a beer later, Pat walked Fran home. On my way back up to the deck now. And more MnM eating ensues. Another random guy comes onto the deck and introduces himself as what I remember as Dylan. I somehow get on the subject of how I thought someone at the party looked like Brendan Fletcher, only not as short. He said he went to school with Brendan Fletcher. This blows my mind, as I've had a mad crush on B. Fletch for a few years and I've had some beers. So we talk about that for awhile.

Me and Dylan end up at the fire. I remember complaining to Pat earlier in the week that my back was hurting, so I figured I could possibly finagle this random I just met to give me one. No such luck. That's okay. I leave the pit and never see this guy again. Remembering Bryan's ripped shirt that read "Everyone Loves An Asian Boy", I see him again, on the deck, and some random 12 year olds seem to be stripping down and going in the hottub. Whatever. I'm told the party is moved inside, so Jessie and a drunken Marco try to carry the keg (which has been used for stands all night, but still going strong) inside, as that's where the party is going to be now. I try to help, because I see it's kind of slipping, but Marco loudly protests, so I leave them alone to their keg-lugging. So we all trudge downstairs. A few boys do a kegstand each, then Stacey decides to try her luck at it. She was not so lucky at it. Enough said.

As I give her my dry hoodie and we sit on the couch, I share my back rub problems with Smith, who then proceeds to (try to) give me an ass massage. It does not work out for the best. I don't know what happened next, but my life flashed before my eyes, as did Ryan's nether regions. The only words uttered for the next few minutes were "My eyes" and "Peter Steele"... Somewhere after the haze, one game of Hungry Hungry Hippos was played. Didn't win, but didn't lose. That game was never really any fun. The group downstairs dwindles two five. Me, Pam, Jessie, (who I think was) Dave, and Marco. The first four were all talking about whatever, then Marco comes up to me behind the couch, asks if it's okay to sit next to me, then proceeds to jump over the couch. Eventually he reveals he would like to sleep with me. Flattered, but my fiance, Paul, who is in India right now, wouldn't like that. Marco, seeming a little drunk skunkish, gets a little too close for comfort. Pam and Dave (?) can obviously see this, and something of an arguement bubbles between the two boys downstairs. I take this as my cue to leave and run upstairs.

The party is winding down. I come to the complete realization that Pat is gone. We all were feeling tired, so I decided to drive Stacey and Ross home. Chimko, who has been a little weird all night, what, with the jumping off the deck and all, comes stumbling to my car, asking for a ride. I don't say anything, but he ends up in the car anyhow. I start to drive, and Ross says how we should make sure Marco gets a way home. I didn't really feel like driving Marco anywhere. And he didn't pick up his phone anyhow. So we take the Chimko home. I wait a minute to make sure he doesn't pass out on his lawn or anything. Then I take Stacey and Ross home. As they go inside, Ross gives me a salute with his robe in the air, looking like a pair of wings or something. Thanks, Batman, I'll drive home.

lindsey's post

2006-09-24T18:04:00.000-07:00

What happened to it. Lindsey did you delete it? If you did why....

Ross, what an asshole

2006-09-08T17:46:00.000-07:00

When he did the last post he fucked up the format, the side bar is all the way at the bottom. I'll have to see if we can fix it, now the blog looks stupid.

Sherwood Park Party!

2006-09-05T22:09:00.000-07:00

Haven’t written on here for a while so I thought I’d write about this party I went to last week because it was somewhat humorous.

Cast:
Me (Ross)
Wes (work buddy)
Dave (work buddy)
Andrew (some gay guy)
Other people whose names I forget…..

Time: 12PM Saturday Night Location: Sherwood Park Bitches!

The saga starts with me getting an invite to a party my friend Wes is throwing at his house (which is in Sherwood Park). Now I’d never been to a Sherwood Party and normally would never hang out with people who were born in or live in the SP, but I’ve become good friends with many co-workers who live there so……

I have to work until 12, so I make my friend Dave wait until 12 until he starts drinking so I’m not the only guy not smashed when I get there. Now as anyone who has ever arrived late at a party knows:
1) Being sober at a party where everyone is drunk is about as fun as watching baseball
2) Playing catch-up invariably leads to disaster

So at this point, my decision has already been made as I swagger in with a bottle of Tullamore Dew in my hands. For all you non-alcoholics, Tullamore Dew is a kind of Irish whiskey. Now the reason I bought such a random and classless sounding booze is kind of a personal masochistic joke on myself. Basically there are 3 kinds of Irish whiskey at the liquor store where I work, and a few months ago I bought another one called Bushmills. Long story short- if you scroll down a bit you’ll see photo evidence of how that night ended up. Needless to say, I’ve taken it upon myself to take on the Irish whiskey shelf in a battle to the death. Last man standing wins.

Anyway, I arrive at about 12:15 and to my surprise, the party is actually fairly bumpin and most of these Parkians are not assholes at all, but are truly nice people! But enough about that, Dave is itchin to go and we head to the kitchen and knock back a swig of whiskey straight from the bottle and pour ourselves some tall drinks. After a couple really quick, really strong drinks I’m feeling real good and I’m making friendly conversation with this girl Vanessa. Out of nowhere this guy “noobs” (who is a goof apparently), accuses me of cock-blocking him in front of everyone. Now, this was clearly true because I’m already spoken for and I noticed he had a thing for her, but he acted like a douche to me when we were introduced. Being extremely petty, I kept talking to her and shooting dirty looks at him in the hopes that he would call me out. For some reason I really wanted to fight him- which I blame completely on the IRISH whiskey – they must bottle up all that Irish hate into their whiskeys or something because I was spoiling for a fight with a guy I’ve known for all of 2 hours….

Anyway, somehow the crisis was averted and I went back to drinking. Dave’s girlfriend wouldn’t let him drink anymore, so I continued my battle against Ireland with the previously mentioned Gay Andrew. Now I have nothing against gay people (as hard as that may be to believe) so I let it slide as Andrew shamelessly flirted with me all night. The two of us finished up the bottle by doing about 5 shots each and by this time I was right fucked but I didn’t know it yet. Like anyone who has just consumed copious amounts of booze whilst sitting, I thought I was good to go but I was terribly mistaken. Getting up to go outside was a bit of a shock. As I opened the screen door, the world hit me like a Dublin Kiss – the sky looked like that light speed shit in Star Wars- I felt like I was in a snow globe and the stars were the snow.

Not wanting to embarrass myself in front of people I just met, I decide to walk it off around the block. Heroically, I made it about 5 houses away before face planting into someone’s lawn. I laid there for a long time, unable to move, can’t really remember how long but it felt like hours before Wes came looking for me. For some reason I refused to go with him back to his house, so he brought a blanket and draped it over me. At some point later, Andrew comes along and helps me to my car, where I will sleep. 2 minutes after he closes the door, I hear it open and this most awkward conversation ensues:

Andrew: “I know your drunk so I’ll just ask- how big are you?”
Me: “Are you fucking serious?”
Andrew: “Yeah I want to know”
Me: “edrsfihewgf” (unintelligible gibberish)
Andrew: “Well I’m 7 un-cut”

With that the door slams and I drift into an alcohol fueled coma, bringing my first S-club party to a close. All said and done, good times were had, I’ve come 1/3 closer to defeating the Irish (although I’ve taken 2 hellacious beatings), and had the most awkward conversation since the “condom talk”. Cheers to Sherwood Pizzark Bitches!

I Will Always Be the Worst

2006-08-29T19:40:00.000-07:00

So this post has been deleted just as I said it would. Before deleting it entirely I just have to reiterate a few points as some people don't quite understand. This entry was not intended make anyone look bad and was not intended to hurt anyone. It was not an attempt to gain favouritism or pity from anyone. It was nothing more than simply my own attempt to put into words what I feel I have undergone in the past few months in hopes it would allow me to better understand my current inner conflict. I fully understand that no one but myself can explain or come to grips with what I'm dealing with. By posting it on this blog I had hoped to gain some insight from others as to how to deal with the situation and I appreciate the fact that this was not lost on everyone as it's evident in the comments posted by Ross and Bryan.

With that being said I will say one more time that it was not an attack on the girl in question nor an attempt to gain sympathy. I will also say that from this point anyone calling to tell me the post was in poor taste I can understand that. Anyone calling to tell me it was a "selfish act" and a "personal attack on her" I will tear into like you do to your presents on Christmas morning. I'm serious, you want to call me an asshole, I'll show you my worst and make an example of you. Alot of good things as well as bad were left out of the post. I admit to my mistakes and would assume she does too, but in the context that alot was left out of the post all I can say is that only a fool would open Pandoras Box without taking a peek first.

August Long Weekend

2006-08-23T21:10:00.000-07:00

I haven't made a post in a while but Pats been keeping everyone updated with his posts, although he was not able to cover everything, since he did not partake in some activities. I understand that even though I think Pat and myself do a good job in adequately describing a nights activities nothing can replace a good picture so i'll post some that i've taken over the last couple weeks.

Ryan on the left there above captured in a moment of glory

None of these pics have anything to do with this post since the party took place a few weeks ago so i'll get on with it.

Friday, August 4th

Cast:

Pannich
Jessie

I'm off work at 3 and I give a shout out to the regulars to see what is going on. It seems that some people decided to take off for the long weekend to the lake or to B.C or whatnot so we'd have to make due with the remaining crew left behind. The night starts out pretty drab with no plans in sight. I get a call from Danny, it appears Dave and himself are also looking for something to do but we didn't have plans on heading to a bar tonight. Pannich picks me up and we get Jessie and head to Moxies for a bite to eat. I'm in the mood for something different and decide on a roasted veggie sandwich, not too bad i might add. In the middle of our meal we get a call from Marco. It appears that he is headed to a party, one of his buddies from high school was throwing it. At this point we aren't sure if we want to join in, we don't know the host plus we don't want to show up it there are just a bunch of dudes hanging around.

Fortress of Solitude (aka. Jessies Basement)

Since we didn't have anything better to do we decide to head to that party and check it out. If it sucked then we would leave. Jessie wanted to be dropped off at home so he could pick up his car and make a getaway by himself should he find himself knee deep in dudes at the party. While we are there i decide to have a couple beers to get primed in case I feel like sticking around at the party.

We were supposed to meet Marco at Jox parking lot so we could follow him to the house. Instead Marco decides not to wait for us and heads there before we leave jessies house. As a result he gives us an address and we spend the next 20 minutes driving around Castle Downs looking for this place. Turns out it was like a 5 minute drive from Jessies house.

Party

People i know or met personally

Matt
Marco
Steve
Liz
Naz
Jen
Brittney

Inside i'm pleasently surprised at the status of the party and immediately get a beer from Marco, it seems i would be staying a lot longer then initially planned. Before we left Jessies house he made sure to bring the beer bong that Marco left behind at his house after the kegger. It appears that the beer bong would make one more appearance before the summer was up. Upon informing Marco and Matt that the beer bong indeed was in attendance they wanted to hit it up. We grabbed about 5 beers and took the beer bong to the backyard. Marco and Matt would hit the dual spout monstrosity simultaneously. Steve would do one himslef and even Marco's friends Liz and Brittney would also hit the bong up.

We had been there about 10 minutes and Jessie and Pannich would leave. I decide that i want to stay and hang out and drink some more, and hopefully in the process meet some cool people.

We all head back in the house and head to the basement to where the majority of the partygoers were situated. I was introduced by Marco to some of his buddies, most of them went to my highschool but i was 3 years their senior. Marco was running low on beer so i switched briefly to crown and ginger.

Jen challanged Brittney to a game of foosball, which would turn into an epic 13 or so games with a revolving door of people that became their teammates. Dispite her minitaure stature Jen would prove to be quite masterful on the table. The first 4 games or so went to Jen as she played Brittney solo. The war of words between the two soon turned into a war of countries with Jen representing Portugal and Brittney representing the Ukraine. Soccer related insults were shouted back and forth by the two girls as well as the growing crowd watching their mini battle. Myself, I sided with Jen and the Portugese faction yelling obsenities and insults at the Ukrainians and berating them about thier performance at the world cup. After the domination by Jen I decided she didn't need my support and switched sides to the Ukraine and proceeded to bash Portugal and Christiano Ronaldo.

It didn't seem like it was that late but when i first got there the party patrons numbered about 40, not long later it was about halved. During some random channel flipping someone stumbled on some porn on tv. It was one of those late night showcase softcore porn shows. Matt claimed that the chick in the show was Billie from Days of Our Lives and I agreed. Liz could not believe that Billie would do a porn flick so Matt went on the internet to prove it was her. Turns out Billie did some porn in the early 90's, looked pretty good i might add.

Around this time about 5 pizzas were brought down, I'm not sure where the pizza was from but it was just the thing everyone needed. By now it seemed like most people had left. Marco and Matt and I decided that now was a good time to take off. Liz and the other girls would also leave taking as many people as she could in her car. Unfortunately there was no room for us. For whatever reason when people are drunk they always think its a good idea to walk to where they are going. This night marco thought it would be a good idea to walk to my place, when he realized how far it was he changed his destination to jessies house, still a long walk.

We stumble a couple blocks to a main street with some beers and a bit of crown in our hand. None of us felt like drinking any more so we just disposed of the half finished alcohol on the side of the street. We decide to call a cab instead of foolishly walking anymore, soon one arrives on the side of the road to take our drunk asses home.

Saturday, August 5

At the time i'm typing this Pat has a post about the same night. I'll let him go into details about the night at the Ironhorse. All i have to say is that it was a pretty crazy night and it was the funnest night i've ever had at the Ironhorse all the times i've been there.

Sunday, August 6

Cast:

Denny
Ashley
Andre
Angela
Suneil
Pannish
Smith

I'm waken at about noon by a phone call from smith. Denny and some others had headed up north to do some camping at long lake for the weekend. Smith was heading out there for the day and was wondering if i wanted to tag along. I wasn't doing anything and i wanted to test out Dennys new seadoo so i thought i'd go with him. Ryan picked me up about half and hour later, we dropped by to get pannich and we were on our way.

The directions denny provided us were scribbled on what looked like a store reciept by ryan. At best they were vague and directionless but nonetheless after an hour and twenty minute drive we were at long lake. Before we entered into the provincial park we stopped by a little store to pick something up to eat. The prepackaged sandwiches didn't look too appealing so i decided to pass. Pannich picked up a pizza sub and offered me half. Not thinking with my head but with my stomach i decided to take half that sub, hopefully i wouldn't have to regret that decision while i was in the middle of the lake. On a side note across the street from the store there was this awesome looking painball place. It looked as if it were newly built and had sniper towers and a whole bunch of cool looking shit. Definitely something we should check out the next time we are out there.

After a bit of driving around we finally find the campsite where denny and andre are staying. When we get there it appears that andre and angela were all packed up. Denny and ashley were already down on the lake so we would have to go find them. By the beach still feeling hungry ryan and pannich decide to get some food. I think it would be bast to eat now so i get some fish and chips. While we sit there and enjoy the great weather and the shit fish and chips, denny in his wet suit come strolling up off the beach.

Pannich, smith and I would change and meet him on the beach. Andre and Co. wouldn't find us until about 45 minutes later. Denny would take each of us for a short ride on his newly purchased seadoo. You don't realize how fast it is until you are actully sitting on the back of this thing and its going 50-60 miles an hour. The acceleration on it makes it feel like someone is pulling on a rope attached to your back, you are constantly holding on for dear life. After everyone got their initial rides in we attached the tube to the back of it and each had our turn on the tube. Later on Pannich and I would ride on the tube together with denny trying to manouver in such a way as to throw us off the tube. Eventually he would succeed, laughing at the sight of me and pannich doing rolls, and skipping on the lake in a mist of white.

After a long day on the lake we retired to dennys campsite for some grub. The hardest part was trying to fit 4 cars and the trailer on to the space of the campsite, some yelling and arguing is all it took. Pannich and i would cut whatever wood we could find and started a fire. Smith wanted to be in the city by 9 since he was working in the morning so after we had some smokies and hamburgers in us we were on our way.

We discovered that the way we took there was idiotic and that we backtracked multipule times, we found a more direct route for the way home and we were in the city by 9. A half an hour later a buddie I haven't seen in a while gave me a call to go out, turns out his brother was in town for the weekend. I was too burned out to even muster an apperance to wherever they were going and ended up passing out before 10.

Monday, August 7th

After a good 12 hour sleep I was feeling quite energized. I had to get up a bit early by weekend standards because I had to show the condo to some prospective renters. Marco called me to let me know that him and some of his crew were heading down to heritage days to sample some food. Pannich would come as well and would join me in showing the condo. The prospective renters was a pair of girls working downtown. One of them had seen the place the week before with her douche boyfriend. I had already made up my mind about not renting to her because I knew that scrote would be there all the time. I didn't know that I was showing it to her again since i spoke to her roommate. I showed them the place again as a mere formality and then Pannich and I were on our way. Marco and the girls would take a park and ride to Hawerlark park since parking was virtually non existent. Pannich and I would drive to the U of A and park in the Ed parking lot. We thought the walk to the park wouldn't be too bad, plus the weather was great and walking would be good for us.

We meet Marco at what was a makeshift bus depot for all the people using the park and ride.

Cast:
Pannich
Marco
Steve
Steves GF
Brittney
Liz
Jen
Chelsey, Chelsea, Chalsey, thats as many spellings that i know not sure which one is correct
girl i can't remember the name of

We meet everyone in the centre of the park. The first thing we do is head to the ticket booth to pick up some tickets. These things always use tickets instead of cash, i always suspect this is the case because its harder for people to track how much they spend if they use tickets so they spend more, but who knows maybe i'm crazy. I end up getting a bunch since i'm feeling mighty hungry. The group of us walk together for a while trying to decide on something to eat. Who would have thought that with all this food around it too me half an hour to decide on my first dish. Eventually i make my way to the portugal tent and sample some portugese sausage (insert homo joke here) it was pretty good. At the tent I run into Danny, Ruben, Phil, Pimp and Joe parotta. The girls kinda wander off as pannich and marco and I chat with them for a bit. While we continue on down the long looping line of countries I was being choosy with what i used my tickets on, making sure to avoid any lines for food. I come across some asian country cant remember which one, and get some deep fried wontons, they were pretty tasty. A couple tents down I spot the girls and they are at a margharita tent near the front of the line so i get one of them to get me one as well.

We do some more walking and hit up the Ireland tent for some stew and potato pancakes, the pancakes were pretty bland but the stew was decent. Not really sure if you can get quality food at these places. The greek tent is the last one that caught my eye and i end up using up all my tickets there to get a spankopita and a souvlaki. The spankopita was awesome and really filling i couldn't even eat my souvlaki until the next day. The last stop would be the france tent. Liz would wait in line for about 20 minutes for a couple of desert crepes, one choloate the other with some sort of jam. It didn't seem like it was worth all the trouble. While i waited with them pannich and marco went to find the niccaragiua tent for some sort of taco or something. They couldn't find the tent so they end up going to some african country tent. Pannich would end up with some sort of chicken drumstick wrapped in some leaf and some rice and marco would get a plate of lettuce with what looked liked pork rinds on it. He offered me the rest of his plate, it looked untouched. Terrible, just terrible tasting. The rinds were bland and the texture was nasty i had to spit it down a sewer.

By then we were all pretty much full and decided to leave. The girls would take the park and ride back to the car and marco would join pannich and i for the long walk back to the university. On the way back we would run into Alex mahary and his crew walking down the big hill. I hoped he would be smart enough to avoid the pork rinds, even though they looked like shit, i was not.

Alcohol: The Solution to Life's Problems Pt.2

2006-08-06T19:49:00.000-07:00

So Saturday has rolled around and I swear I've still got vodka in my system from thursday. I'm thinking tonight is gonna have to be a beer night. I haven't had a night of just beer drinking in easily 6 months so it's gonna be some relief on my body as the old familiar taints my blood. I've been drinking mainly tequila and whatever other crap I figure is safe to drink, so pretty much everything up to but not including turpentine. Beer to me is like a cleanse of the soul, once in the system it'll start raining Irish Confetti down on any other liquor that happens to be there. So it's good for me, like milk is good for you. The plans for tonight is some house party that is being put on by someone that was at Jessies party last weekend. They apparently had a good time with us and figure that we're the good time party people that everyone needs to liven up their parties if it's lookin' like it's gonna be lame. Who they are I don't know but Kevin seems to be in tight with them so he passed on the invitation to Jessie and the rest of us. I'm pretty sure we got an invite from Francine as I think she knows one of them from work but I think we're gonna play it from Kevins end. I'm still messed up from what's going on with my other but at least I know where I stand so I guess that leaves things up to her. I'm gonna try and piece this one together so here we go. I'm sure that some things will be left out and that it might not all be chronological.

The Players:

Pat
Bryan
Smith
Jessie
Pannich
Marco
Chimko
Burger

Supporting Players:

Brenna
Lindsey
Francine
Sabrina
Oksana
Babbs
Erin
and a bunch of people I don't know

Location: The Fortress
Time: 7 or 8 ish?

Well this night would start off with some pre-drinking at Jessies as we figure it's best to show up at a party half cut that way if it's no good sober it won't be too bad half drunk. We had also caught word that the party was looking to be a bust so we were waiting for a phone call from a scout we had sent in to check it out. While relaxing at Jessies some of us played pool, some poker, and others took turns hacking zombies to pieces with whatever they could find on the 360 game Dead Rising. Bryan brought a case of beer that a few of us dabbled in while the others drank their variety of whiskey's, Chimko showed up late but did a fine job of catching up as he pounded back a 12 pack of Rickards variety. Once we got the call from our sacrifice we knew the party was lame and called our cabs, 2 cars for what we thought were 8 occupants but turned out to be 7 as Burger lamed out so he could drive his girlfriend somewhere or something like that. So everyone slammed back whatever drink they had left and we all headed out.

Location: Cabbin' it
Time: Don't know

So as we pile into our respective cabs (Bryan, Jessie, and myself in one and Smith, Marco, Chimko, Pannich in another) we realized that considering the amount of drinking we did and planned on doing a good number of us had driven to the pre-drinking location. Which would end up causing me to do a bit of walking in the wee hours of the morning. So as we headed to Whyte it became apparent that all the yahoo's were in the other cab as we could hear them yelling at everyone and everything that wasn't inside of their cab. We used the trip to ogle a group of girls in a cab that was generally heading in the same directions as ourselves, except of course when we'd pass or stop beside the other boys, when that would happen we yell obscenities and challenge them to fights. Some of the looks on faces of other people stopped at the same light were priceless as I assume they thought we were serious. At one point on Jasper we could hear the echos of someone yelling at a man and what I assume was his wife that were walking, all the other pedestrians and people in their cars were looking to see who it was. Turns out it was Chimko and Marco. When our trip across the river ended our cab came in first with a last minute lane change to over take cab number 2. The cabbies stopped on the corner of Whyte and 103st which is where they set us loose.

Location: Stolli's
Time: Highball Specials

So once again our first stop on the tour is Stolli's for the highball special. It's not as special as it is on thursday but it's a special nontheless. Now at the begining of the day I had the plan to drink only beer and this is where I strayed from that plan as once again I dabbled in the cheap vodka highballs. Everyone had their share as we stayed there until 10 when the special ended. Something I feel is worth mentioning is the return of Black Peter, though we found him in the strangest place. After we left Stolli's I got a call from Lindsey who was with Fran and Brenna they wanted to know when we were gonna get to the party, I told her the news and I figured we had heard the last from them for the night.

Location: Wooly Bully's
Time: bit after 10

As we headed east on Whyte our group split up as everyone but Smith, Jessie and myself headed to the Iron Horse to meet up with some girls that they met at a house party the night before. The three of us that didn't go to i-ho went to Wooly's where not much was happening, we did a quick check around the bar for anything good and I used the opportunity to use a Black Peter free washroom. After the walkabout we decided the place was dead so we headed out and back down to the main strip.

Location: Hudson's
Time: few minutes after Wooly's

The line outside Hudson's was ridiculously long as it usually is on a saturday night but fortunately for us the bouncers are very courteous to employees of the city and new transfers from Fort McMurray. Now for me I think this may have been where booze kicked in all at once cause things kind of got spun around for me. Once inside we went on our usual scavanger hunt and I remember getting another call from Lindsey. While talking to her I had to hang up because I think someone in the bar started fighting cause someone crashed into me so I pushed them back and then the bouncer started crowding me. Right after that I remember seeing Jessie and Smith heading out so I ducked away from the bouncer and headed out after them.

Location: Iron Horse
Time: 11

So after checking out a few other bars with a smaller crowd we decided to join up with the rest of the group as word had it they were drinking with a bunch of young chicks. I don't remember there being a line to get in the i-ho cause I think I would have been vocal about the fact that I don't like waiting in big lines. Oh wait I remember that there was a small lime of about 4 or 5 people in front of us and a group of girls behind us. I recall laughing at the girls behind us cause I think one of them said they were from Saskatchewan. Either way we were in pretty quick. Unfortunately for us though the girl collecting the cover fee was not as courteous to city employees and new transfers from Fort McMurray as the bouncers at Hudson's were. So after $5 we were in.

Trying to find everyone inside wasn't as hard as you'd think cause you just had to find the largest group that was making the most noise and with Chimko and Marco drinking that was pretty easy. We headed to the bar to grab some drinks and of course I had to get back on my game plan so I grabbed an MGD. We met up with a few of the guys upstairs and most seemed a bit tipsy but Chimko stood out the most as he was wearing Bryans blue hoody and going around saying that he was in fact Bryan. After visiting the various groups that everyone had broken into and the people they had gone there to meet I happened to bump into a few familiar faces from a past employment. I can't remember when Oksana had quit working at the Navy but I do remember a long talk I had with her and Daria about how garbage the place was and all the crap they expected us to do that wasn't within regulations. I've read the Gap Code books and I know the loop holes so despite what you current drones think, you are getting cheated...yeah you too Beanie. Anyways the best part of my lecture to them was that not only was it all about how they should quit but that it was during our shift and we were standing on the middle of the sales floor not helping the customers. On a fun fact I'll just state that within 3 months of my lecture both of them had quit. So lets skip a year or two up memory lane and we'll be back at the i-ho. After a bit of catching up it turns out that Oksana is there with her sister and some friends, one of them happened to know someone who knows Marco. As it turns out that someone who knows Marco was at the house party that Marco, Bryan, Jessie, and Pannich went to. Now from what I heard both Pannich and Jessie bitched out early from that party cause they said that there was no good looking chicks and that most of them looked like they were 12. Well surprise surprise, the next day most of the girls that were at that party are at the bar and those 2 were all over it, looks like they missed out on an easy setup. Bryan who stayed at the party had a bit more success with the 17yr old with the fake i.d. but a word to the wise (whatever that actually means) don't go filling a petite underage girl with alcohol cause she'll eventually just stop functioning, and she did.

Now before I go into the next bit I'm gonna have to referance my previous post (Alcohol: The Cause of Life's Problems) for a bit of foreshadowing. A few paragraphs down I mention that Pannich called and expressed his interest to go out and drink but because we left early he wasn't able to make it out. Now we didn't think much of it at the time cause Pannich doesn't usually drink as much as us when we got out and get shamangled. Something else to note is that before we left for Whyte earlier and we were all slamming back our drinks, Pannich was slamming back a couple rye and cokes, so that was also something that should have clued us in as to what his goal was this night. So keeping the previously mentioned facts in mind it shouldn't have been a surprise when I came down the death trap stair case to hear Pannich yell from by the bar "You're my boy Pat!" and order up a round of Jager Bombs for a few of us by the bar. This is something he did a number of times for a number of people and I can actually say that he was right fucked by the end of it. I'd say he was so messed that you could actually coin a term from it.

For example:

Man 1 "dude I got so drunk last night"

Man 2 "did you get drunk or did you get drunk drunk"

Man 1 "dude, I got fuckin' Pannich drunk"

So after a few rounds from him and a few reciprocating rounds from the rest of us I'd say that everyone in our group was pretty much over the legal limit. Now we weren't all "Pannich drunk" but we were over the legal limit. Around this time I think Oksana found me again and she had some other Navies in tow, Sabrina who was a tad young to be there and somewhere in the bar was Jessies friend Erin and Babbs. After a bit of talking and maybe a drink they went to dance and I went back to the drinking.

Something that had been going on for the majority of the night was some texting between me and Lindsey. Now I'm open for a bit of texting but given my current realtionship woes I would have rather have been texting my girl and it made me question why she wasn't the one texting me. Knowing that she had been the one who decided to take a "break" she laid down her expectations of it so it was a sobering surprise as she showed up with Lindsey and Brenna. Needless to say it I didn't want her there cause she apparently needed some time apart from me and now she shows up at a bar they know I'm in with my friends. It was uncomfortable and I did the best I could to avoid saying something offensive to her by simply not talking to her. So the next thing I did was order another drink. While waiting at the bar Bryan came up with the previously mentioned young girl he was working and wanted me to order up some shots for us. We of course would shoot tequila and we ordered a golf cart for the young'un. So after Bryan paid for their shots and Chimko and I picked up the remainder we were good to go. The only problem was that the girl who obviously had too much to drink had disappeared. Bryan told us to wait while he went and got her. After about 15min, I shit you not, Bryan still hadn't come back and people were starting to get mad at the fact that we were taking up valuable bar room. So we did what we had to a downed the shots ourselves. After that I took a walk around while Chimko headed upstairs.

After scoping out the downstairs I figured that most of our drinkers that weren't on the dance floor were upstairs so I followed the pack. On the way up I came across Bryan who was ready to do the shots we had ordered over a half hour before. After I finally convinced him that we had already drank them cause they had taken so long he seemed pretty deflated. Once I got upstairs everyone was pretty easy to find as they were either sitting at the tables or standing by the bar. I talked with a few of them and ordered an MGD from the bar for Bryan and headed back down to find him. Once I delivered the beer I bought him in return for the shots he unintentionally had bought us earlier he seemed to liven up again. I then treked back up the stairs to join the others. I sat at the table Jessie was at with his friend Erin and her friend whose name I didn't ask for. Sometime while sitting there Smith came to me and said that he doesn't like Jessies friend cause she did something that offended him and that from then on he would refer to her as "Fat Bitch".

I got up from that table as the convo was boring to a terrible degree and went to the bar for another beer. Once at the bar some of the guys were waiting to do a shot, they told me to join in so I did. None of us paid so I'm not sure exactly who did but I remember there was one extra so some random guy drank it with us. While standing at the bar I saw Chimko sitting at a table with 3 other guys that sort of had him blocked in and he didn't look like he wanted to be there. I went up to the table and asked him what was up and he gave me a look that I instantly translated as were gonna fuck these guys up. While standing there eyeballin' this guys friends up a girl that claimed to be his sister came up to me and told me that they're just talking and that they don't want to fight. I think she just wanted to put her hand on my back so I put mine on hers and said "yeah, ok" then I turned around and yelled out "Bryan, Marco, Smith!". From different areas of the bar the three of them all came over and stood beside me. I think by us standing there those nerdy looking guys realized that even if it was an evenly sided fight they would have got messed. So they pretty much left it at whatever they were talking about and got up and went downstairs. With a table just freed up we sat down and enjoyed our beers. I basiclly sat there for awhile and enjoyed the beer, the company, and the company of my beer.

The night was somewhat wrapping up when I got a call from Chimko, I couldn't hear much but I could make out the words "I'm scrapping". Immediately I hopped over the table and headed downstairs not sure if anyone else was following me. I see a crowd by the exit that had a few bouncers in it so I pushed my way through to find Chimko outside by the fence with his shirt torn around the neck talking to some guy that was telling me he got jumped by four guys. As we're standing there I see that Smith had followed me right out the door and was listening with me as Chimko told us what happened. As he was explaining everything one of the guys that had jumped him came outside, turns out it was the same guys as before. So the guys standing there and he puts a cigarette in his mouths but before he lights it Chimko smacks it out of his mouth. The guy then picks it up and puts it back in his mouth only to have to it smacked out again. Once more the guy picks it up and puts it in his mouth but Chimkos attention has already turned to one of the other guys from before that he knows took a shot at him. So as the guys walking away Chimko walks up to him and punches him in the side of the face. The slap of his fist hitting the guys face was what I remembered most but before anything else could happen the bouncers were going after Chimko. Before they got to him I saw the cops coming around the corner so I grabbed Chimko around the shoulders and the bouncers grabbed me and while this was happening I kept saying that it was self defense and Chimko was saying that the guy hit him first. I think the bouncers thought I was trying to fight Chimko because they kept trying to pull me off him while I was trying to pull him away from the police. I think once the bouncer realized he wasn't going to be able to make me let go of Chimko he let go of me and I told the cops that we were leaving and I was taking him home. The cops gave us their usual spiel but we just kept walking.

Location: Squires
Time: almost closing

So as the three of us (Smith, Chimko, and myself) stood outside Squires waiting for whoever else that had left the Ironhorse to catch up we joked and laughed about what had happened. The first of the group to arrive was Marco so him Smith, and Chimko decided to go inside while I waited for Jessie and Bryan who were on their way. Once they arrived at where I was I explained what had happened and right when we were about to go in we heard someone yelling at us. When we looked over we saw Pannich, who was Pannich drunk, hanging out the side of Lindsey's car. Lindsey got out and told us she had room for two more and that we had to go now. I didn't want to leave the guys inside so I said I'd stay but Lindsey yelled at me and demanded I get in the car. I assumed it had something to do with Francine. So because we didn't want to leave any of us that were standing outside Squires we all packed into Lindsey's car. Jessie sat in the middle up front on the middle console while Bryan and myself crammed in the back with Francine and Brenna. It was pretty much an uncomfortable ride home but it was probably best that we left when we did.

One problem that I had noticed earlier was that alot of us had driven to Jessie's house. I myself had driven and planned on using the garage door opener as my key. Now for some reason everyone thinks that they can judge my alcohol intake better than myself so Lindsey got into this big thing about wanting my keys. Of course I'm not going to give her my keys, I'm not going to give anyone my keys, even if I don't plan on driving I'm not going to give someone my keys. So after this big thing I tell her I left my keys at Jessie's cause I didn't want to carry them all night. Not true though cause my keys are in my pocket and they have been all night. So they drop me off at home and I try all the doors and of course they're locked. I climb onto the deck and for some reason it's also locked. My last chance at getting in is my sis so I try calling her twice but no luck as she doesn't pick up. Only thing left for me to do is walk to Jessie's and get my garage door opener which is obviously in my car. During the long walk I have an upsetting conversation with Francine which doesn't end very well. Once I get to the Fortress of Solitude I see that Lindsey and Jessie are sitting in her car on the driveway, obviously waiting for me as I said if they didn't drop me off at my car I would walk over and get it. So after about 10min of waiting for him to get out and for her to leave, they did something strange. They both got out and went into his house. Now I was so close I'm surprised they didn't hear me say "what the fuck?" in a very puzzled tone. So I sort of just smirked at the fact that they went inside to fool around or just straight-up have sex. So as I drove home it was something I clearly stored in my memory as something to question them both about.

So what did we learn about this evening?

1. It is possible to get to a drunken state referred to as "Pannich Drunk".

2. Don't ask for my car keys cause I'm not going to give them to you.

3. Lindsey and Jessie had sex....with each other.

Alcohol: The Cause of Life's Problems Pt.1

2006-08-04T18:47:00.000-07:00

So it's now friday and I'm apparently on a break. On a forced break as it feels to me seeing as how I don't want to be on one. I'm not exactly sure what the hell a break is but i've watched tv and I know I'm gonna do something stupid just like Ross did on Friends. When I think about it I don't actually see what that character did as "wrong". Just like Ross says in the show "we we're on a break", and from what I remember considering that that particular episode just aired and ironically enough I watched the end of it, she was then one who wanted the break. So if it's something she wants then who am I to not go out with the guys lookin' to tag some bar skank like the Schwimmer did, it's that or go lookin' for a fight.

The Players:

Pat
Chris
Chimko
Stefan

Location: The Keep
Time: 7:30

So after a days work of being the nagging guy who does nothing but question and bitch about the motives and actions of what should be my girlfriend it's a pretty easy call that drinking should be on the menu for the evening. With the days events transpiring the way they did Chris and Chimko decided to go out boozing considering that most likely with the rain coming we wouldn't be working the next day. Both of them seemed to have the prescription for my current woes, not the 12 year old we stopped for that was crossing the road though, but a night of drinking and scantly dressed girls.

After a quick shower I pulled on some clothes and hit the tequila, 3 shots and a bottle of MGD was all I managed before Chris picked me up around 8.

We we're starting early.

Location: Whyte/Stolli's
Time: bit before 9

Before we got to Whyte I got a call from Pannich who expressed interest in joining us but he hadn't expected us to have left early so he would try and find another way down cause apparently he wanted to drink. We also picked up Chris' cousin Stef on the way. Most people aren't too familar with him especially our readers cause whenever he's made an appearance we've either not written a blog or it's been a short one with no Player/Cast list. So to keep it short he's good people to hang with, particularly when drinking.

As we walked Whyte our main goal was to find a place that had cheap drinks and that usually translates to the Attic or Stolli's. After being disappointed with the special at the Attic we crossed the street to head over to Stolli's only to find out that they didn't have their street sign on the sidewalk with the specials of the day. We figured we may aswell go in and at least check it out cause despite the lack of the street sign we know they have cheap highballs as we've been there too many times before. Once in the door but not up the stairs I saw the bouncer carry the old trusty sign down with the usual advertised $1.50 higballs written in pink chalk. When the bouncer saw us I'm sure he recognized us as he's the same guy that had to let me in ahead of the line when I had to gather the girls (read A Bottle of Absinthe and a Yellow Bus) and who I've had a few more conversations with when going to Stolli's. So when he saw us he said and I quote "you're gonna have to give us a minute, we're not quite ready for You guys yet.", I can only imagine it's cause we go there too often and drink too much. Once inside we beelined it for the bar and took advantage of the special. Chris and Stef started with beer but me and Chimko went with the highballs, 4 rye and coke doubles for him and seeing as how I don't have much of a stomach for coke I ordered up 4 vodka slime doubles. We had both figured the best option was to get our drinks in short glasses that way we'd get more booze for our buck and less pop and mix filler, the result was some strong ass drinks made with the cheapest booze availble. One solution I found was to add a dash of grenadine to make a Candy Apple, the sweetness managed to cover the strong taste of cheap vodka. With all our drinks in hand we headed to the back of the bar and grabbed a table where we mostly talked guy talk about girls, sports, and Jessie's party the weekend before and what had taken place and who had showed. At one point we tried to play pool but for some reason the table was out of order. So about a half hour later and 8 doubles down the hatch I was mostly primed, now I'm not saying I was drunk...almost but not drunk. I'm talking about that feeling when you drink alot a bit too fast and it feels like you've got a line up of booze in your throat waiting to get into your stomach like an upside down pezz dispenser. Like I was saying I was primed to get sloshed. Around this time though we decided to give up on Whyte and head to Union as it was one of the closest dance clubs and it can get pretty busy on a thursday. With the slim pickins on Whyte, there was hope that a dance club would suit our needs. I'd say we we're wrong.

Location: Union Hall
Time: 10 give or take

There was no line when we arrived so it was straight in after paying $5 for cover. Once inside it was apparent this was not the place to be but we already paid the reaper so we decided to ride it out. Once at the bar we all grabbed some drinks and ordered a round of drinks for each other. Stefan having expressed his interest in not drinking seemed to be failing that in fine fashion as he downed the shot of Jack courtesy of Chimko, bought a round of Jager Bombs, and popped his virginal cherry of a military tequila shot picked by yours truly. Anyone not familiar with the term military shot can all join in and follow these instructions: first off you will need 1oz of tequlia, some salt, and a lemon not a lime. If you want to do multiple shots just multiply the amount of salt and lemons by the number of shots you wish to do. Now that you've all got your shots, salt and lemons follow along with me as I go, to make it easier pour a little bit of salt on the hand you are not doing the shot with. Good, so basically what were gonna do now is drink the shot, sniff the salt, and squeeze the lemon in you eye. Yeah you read it right, make sure you sniff it all and squeeze it good cause nothing wakes up your sense of taste, smell, and hearing better than a soldier shot. I did say hearing cause after you squeeze that lemon juice in your eye it's gonna take awhile before you can see again. So after we all ordered our repective shots and had a good time drinking them we split up in search of a conquest.

Earlier when I mentioned that we hoped a dance club would suit our needs and I felt it didn't...I still stand by that. After taking a walk around the bottom level of the bar seeing as the upper floor was closed it become apparent to me and Chimko that we were fishing from the bottom of the barrel. Now I'm not Jesus and I've never claimed to be, in fact the majority of the guys know that my standards for girls I'd do is probably in a category of it's own, but there is no way I'd take any of those nasty bar skanks who aren't even close to being half as smokin' as my should be girl is. So once it was estabished that there was no eye candy we turned our attention back to the booze. Now for some reason when ever I go out to the bar I get alot of people asking me things thinking that I work there. So as Chimko and I are at the bar waiting for our drinks I'm standing with my back to it facing the crowd, some girl comes up to me and orders a drink, I look at her with my head tilted to the side thinking about what she said cause I might have missed a few words. Once again she orders her drink and after a couple more seconds of confusion she clues in and realizes that I don't work there. So I let her squeeze in to order her drink from the actual bartender and she asks for some extra limes for her G&T. Now I know I'm drunk by this point cause my inner pezz dispenser is empty and I figure Chimko's got his tank full of alcohol aswell because he gives her a hand full of lemons. She takes them from him and once she see's that they are lemons throws them on the ground and asks again for some limes. So Chimko turns around and grabs another hand full of lemons and once again gives them to her. She takes a look and the same outcome occurs with her asking for limes. Chimko turns around and once again grabs a bunch of lemons but before he can give them too her I lean over grab some limes and intercept her hands. The 3 of us plus her friend talked for a bit but once the boyfriend card was played we pretty much stopped mid-sentence and walked away. It was sometime around this point that we realized that we were in a bar full of douchbags, and this made us mad. Fueled by booze and anger at the way my relationship was I pretty much figured that this was as good a night as any to scrap with some guys, Chimko agreed.

The next 2hrs were pretty much spent walking around the bar trying to start fights. I mean it couldn't have been more obvious and we couldn't have tried any harder. We we're blatantly walking straight into groups of guys that were standing by the bar or walking in the direction opposite of us. Everytime we did they would appologize and we'd lip them off but they'd be all buddy buddy until we left. We realized that more drastic measures needed to be taken. The next group of guys was about 5 or 6 big so I walked up to one of them and smacked the drink out of his hand. Expecting some harsh words to be said I was disappointed as He actually apologized to me, to which I relied "What are you apologizing for you idiot, I knocked the drink out of your hand!" but once again they were all buddy buddy and nothing happened. Next Chimko decided we'd try the dance floor, so we flat out pushed guys out of our on the dance floor until he decided he'd found a formidable opponent. Once he found one he pushed the guy away from the girl he was dancing with and told him that "she was too hot for him and that he was a faggot" some words were said between them that I couldn't hear but One Punch turned around with a dumbfounded look on his face and I knew we weren't scrappin'. So we about gave up on our quest and went looking for Chris and Stefan. Once we found them we hung out for a bit while keeping our eye out for some fresh wool. Around this time a decent looking girl from B.C. came up to Chris and I and told us that the door to the girls bathroom was locked. We gave her the "what the fuck do you expect us to do about it" look and she kept babbling about the washroom so I said Chris would help her out and she dragged him off in the direction of the locked bathroom. I later found out that she came to us cause she thought we worked there and that the door wasn't locked she was just dumb. While that was going on I went to the head to take a piss and happened to pass Chimko who was on his way out. So as I'm taking a piss I hear some guys talking shit about Chimko cause he was apparently trying to start a fight before he left, so I start lipping off to them challenging them to a fight and saying other shit about beating them down but they leave before I'm done. As I'm leaving the washroom I get blocked in by some bouncers, one of them grabs me and starts dragging me to the doors, from what I gathered someone that worked there was in the washroom and they heard everything I had said. The bouncer accused me of trying to start trouble all night which I couldn't really deny. So as they pushed me out the doors I avoided tripping over the cheap velvet ropes they have to corral the drunk patrons into the parking lot. Now the strange thing is that as I was walking along the path the dude working the door stamped my hand. I felt very confused but also a little excited as I'd be heading back in.

Before I went back in I cooled off outside and called Chris to tell him what happened. It was too loud inside so he said he'd come out but I made sure to tell him to get a stamp when he did so we could all get back in. So as I waited Chris came out, got a stamp and turned right to follow the rope. Right after Chris came Stefan who did the same. Next was Chimko who came out, got the stamp, but instead of turning right continued walking straight threw the velvet ropes. Now he didn't step over them, he just kept walking through the parking lot dragging the ropes and poles all the way to the hotdog vendor that had been his destination of intent. Well the bouncers didn't take to kindly to this so they went chasing after him and we went chasing after them expecting to get in a fight with them. Most people don't think fighting the bouncers is a good idea and I'd say they're right, but if you do the best thing to do is to not let them get ahold of you. I've known a few guys who have worked the doors and they mostly said that they don't punch they just grab ahold of you so that other bouncers can punch you or they can slam you into things cause for the most part bouncers are big and not very mobile so they don't want to get into a boxing match. Either way we didn't end up scrapping them as they just X'd Chimko so that he couldn't get back in. By X'd I mean they write big fucking X's on your hands with markers that way if you wash them off you'd also be washing off the stamp to get back in. So we decided to call it a night at that point and Chris drove all of us home.

We got home late but with the rain there was no work so we could sober our drunk asses up in peace.

I'd have to say that that was the first time I got kicked out of a bar for fighting without actually throwing a punch.

I guess you could call it attempted fighting.

So Long to Summer

2006-08-02T22:36:00.000-07:00

So after a couple weeks rest from the duel house party hosted by Bryan and Burger we stumble upon our yearly get together. Now for those of you that have known us for a good number of years it has become a bit of a tradition that the last big house party of the summer takes place at the Fortress of Solitude, otherwise known as Jessie's. With a house that has the lay-out of a small pub complete with a bar, a pool table, a big screen, and a dance floor with a disco ball it's always a don't miss kind of party, even if you are just showing up for a little bit to make your presence known. Unfortunately for me (or fortunately for you if you were drinking my tasty conncoctions) for this party I was once again behind the bar, well not really cause I had a great fucking time while I was back there I just missed out on a lot of things. Like I was saying I did miss out on a shit load of things that happened so I know I'll probably end up leaving out some important plot points of the evening.

*Disclaimer*

As I write this I'm dealing with some fucked up problems in life and mainly my relationship but I hope to take you on one hell of a ride 3 or 4 days in the past. It'll be more interesting and may make more sense to read this while drinking or drunk, so grab a bottle, go on... I encourage it.

The Players:

For the list of people that were there just scroll down to all of my previous posts and take those names and put them under this heading, then add about 20 more names for the people that I didn't know.

For myself the day started out stressed to the max trying to get everything ready, having to drive to one place for something and to another place for something else, the ice for the keg and the lime mix for the vodka slimes as well as other drinks were particularly difficult to find, all the while answering the onslaught of calls I was getting from people wanting to know the details of the night. Once I got there I around 6:30 for the bbq I had to take some time to relax and get some grub in my gut before I hit the keg of MGD. I figured that would be all that was asked of me for the night not realizing then that what is possibly the best house party I have been to would end in shambles for myself.

After I had inhaled a couple burgers and downed a few beers I headed inside and down to the bar where I would probably spend about the next 5 to 6 hours. Having dropped off the booze and prepped the bar the day before I was all set up and ready for the party goers not drinking beer.

The bar was now open.

I believe the first thing I poured was two shots of Cabo Wabo tequila one for Chimko and one for myself, we'd start the night off right with a strong and expensive poison. After that and sure enough a couple of almost soon to be regulars Lindsey and Stacey sat down at the bar bringing with them booze to be added to my stock and a smiling face that goes by the name Ashley. Now Ashley is the kind of girl that is fun to hang out with and can always put a smile on my face, so she must be doing something right, only problem is it's so damn hard to get the girl to actually come out. Anyways it was good to see her and I know the guys liked it as the cock blockery was in full effect something I hadn't expected to fully kick into gear until later that night when a girl I hadn't seen since her 18th b-day pubcrawl (see "A Bottle of Absinthe and a Yellow Bus" for spoiler) showed up. Around this time I got a call from Jenny explaining that though she wants to be at the party it's too hard for her to come cause she loves me too much and can't stand to see me with other girls, well at least that's how heard it.

I would have expected that around this point there was a shit load of people there as all the stools at the bar were full and I had people standing behind them wanting drinks, only problem was when ever I'd leave the bar to take a piss or grab a beer all the jackals would flood behind the bar to try and make their own drinks. I'm almost positve that the first bottle finished that night was the Jack Daniel's Single Barrel and that the last of it went to Chris. Once the party got into full swing Chris stepped behind the bar to help me work the crowd as even the beer drinkers were coming to the bar for shots and drinks, something that would fuel everyones second wind like the last charge at Helm's Deep as they took on the keg. On a side note some how our security measure had failed and Speilbergo had gotten in charge of the music, so needless to say it was fucking loud.

With people now crowding around the bar, others by the pool table, and still more on the dance floor it was hard to keep track of everyone. The lovely Laura finally arrived though after a quick hug and brief conversation that was strained through the music I didn't get to see her as much as I would have liked as she was quickly set upon by the singles not currently engaged in conversation with other girls. With the crowd thickening I realized that Bryan and Smith had finally arrived from the wedding of a girl we went to high school with. Smith wasted no time as he c-blocked the others from Laura. Amongst all the questions I was being asked by everyone I decided to ask one of my own "Where the fuck is Jessie?".

Now with everyone always asking me questions I usually don't have a problem with it but as the questions changed to things the owner of the house would only know I had to ask "Where the fuck is Jessie?" cause they were things he should have been dealing with. At this time I closed the bar for awhile as I attempted to get things in order. One thing I haven't gotten a chance to express my distaste for is going for "walks". Everyone has gone on walks before including yourself but I'm not talking about a romantic walk or a walk to the video store. The kind of walk I'm talking about is when you are at a party and you leave said party with a small group of people, usually no more than 6. Now you're thinking to yourself "I've never gone on one of those walks", but you have, cause remember way back when you were fuckin' 12 and in jr. high and you were at your friends P.C.P. party and you and all your dumb little friends left and walked to the store or a lake and then went back. Bam! just like that you went on a walk. Well because I never exactly wrote a detailed post for "A Keg of Fools Gold" and no one else manned-up and wrote one I never got to express my hatred for these things as a select few left that party for whatever the fuck they do on those things. Anyways I'm sort of off topic so as I was saying I'm walking around trying to find Jessie when I bump into Amanda and we talk for a bit as Bryan, Smith, and Pannich each at different times walk in and awkwardly shy away. After that talk I head back out on the hunt and manage to find Kevin (Jessie's bro) laying on the front steps angled in a way that looked very uncomfortable, at the blink of an eye it was obvious that he was busted. He managed to tell me that Jessie had left and started walking that way, pointing in the direction he went. That fuckin' guy went on a walk. Sure enough like clock work Francine called me drunk as fuck and yelling into the phone told me that her, Jessie, and a few others were at the park. I expressed my feelings to them about it and went back to the party but not before noticing a few of the partiers hot boxing one of their cars.

On my way back to the bar I happened to come across Chris and Laura upstairs talking and decided to join them. They were in a meaningful conversation about relationships and I used this opportunity to tell her that I thought her ex was a douche bag and she shouldn't date guys like that, cause lets face it, she's better than that and she deserves the best. My involvement with that convo was short lived as the "walkers" returned and I once again told them how I feel about going for walks. I then tried to hang with Fran but she apparently wasn't in the mood to be around me so I headed back down to the bar where I was wanted as the alcoholics sitting around the bar kept asking me to make them drinks. So I opened the bar again. As I poured shots and made drinks I played wingman to the guys sitting around the bar that were working on their invited guests. Now I'm not sure who brought the McCain Deep 'N' Delicious cake but that thing was nothing but trouble from the get go. With drunk guys and girls, some that were high, everyone seemed to want a piece and while I was away from the bar it seemed people were better at getting it everywhere except there mouths. At one point I even got stabbed in the hand with a fork by someone trying to get a piece. Once I made sure everyone had their beverages I went to grab myself another beer and bumped into Ashley by the keg, now as most people know there were 4 Ashleys at the party and I'm talking about my Ashley, the one I worked with not the girlfriend of Shaun, or Keith, or the lover of Chimko. So after I talked to her for a bit she told me she was leaving cause she had to work early, now this was something she had told me numerous times throughout the night so after she convinced me she really was leaving this time I made sure of it by carrying her up the stairs to where her driver for the ride home was waiting. When outside I talked with Kevin and he explained to me that the thing that happens to all of us when we drink too much just happened to him, something he told me again a few more times that night.

On my way back down I saw Francine and tried to talk to her but she just labeled me with a bunch of reasons that her and her friends came up with as to why I'm not a good boyfriend. I tried to talk but she just kept walking away so I did what I always do, got right fucked. I headed down to the bar and lined up 11 shots, took two for myself and demaned 9 other people to put it up. Adriano manned-up and took 2 for himself and the last 7 were collected by others, in the five seconds it took us to down the shots I was already calling for the next 7 drinkers to come get the next shot as Adriano and myself grabbed another 2 each. We did this over and over till the bottles ran dry.

After our onslaught on the booze at the bar I closed it for the night and headed to find my girl and that's where my night pretty much ended as I tried to salvage a sinking ship.

As I was still in the house in a quiet and little used room I heard the crowd roaring from the depths of the basement. Everyone got their second wind as some had thrown up and others had risen from beneath the pool table they all rallied to the coldest and least comforting room in the house. I can't say I witnessed it first hand but I did hear it and I did see videos of it and I feel Bryan expressed it best as he said it was like a scene out of Fight Club. A concrete room filled with people all in a circle surrounding a keg as they lined up one after another to challeged the keg to provide them with just a little bit more beer so that they could do a keg stand as the blatantly drunk crowd cheered them on. It was a sight I'm sorry to say I didn't get to participate in.

Some other notes of the evening that I don't have first hand accounts of were Ruben trying to convince an asian guy that the girl he came to give a ride to had left so that Ruben himself could try and pick her up. I think he may have given her his number. Another event is Marco and Matt singing along to every song in the Goof Troop movie as they sat hypnotized watching it in the early morning.

Time: 10am

The next morning I showed up as I always seem to do after our parties to gather my belongings and survey the disaster zone. I found Bryan on the couch upstairs and Jessie in his room, Ross and Stacey were sleeping in the spare room downstairs both fully clothed. For the second party in a row I woke them up again. Except for a few places the house was fairly clean and didn't take much time to clean, of course I didn't do any cleaning myself, but I did watch the others clean while I was playing pool. After Ross and Stacey left Bryan fried up some bacon and eggs and I had more than my share of bacon. We basically sat there at the table for a few hours as we tried to collect ourselves and remember the events of the night before. Bryan told us the story behind his white shirt with an orange back and the guy who was suppose to "watch his drink" and Jessie expressed his feelings about all the cock blocking that occured.

After gathering up all the empty liquor bottles we roughly calculated that with the keg included by actual bar prices we drank about $8,000 worth of booze.

It was a great party and has been said by alot of people that were there that it was possibly the best house party they have ever been too.

I think I would agree with that, well for the most part.

A Keg of Fools Gold

2006-07-12T23:33:00.000-07:00

So Saturday was the big duel house party in honor of Bryan, I think Jay Jonah, and a couple of countries. After spending the better part of a week talking to people and figuring out the who/what/when/how I've decided that there was just too much shit that happened for one person to post, especially considering I spent the majority of the time behind the bar. So if you remember it I challenge you to post. Cause though I now know most of what happened all I'm gonna say is this, if you were there then you know a little of what happened, if not then I've got a handfull words for you: What a Fucked-up Night.

Goddamn,

What is wrong with you people.

Freedom and Friends

2006-07-03T01:10:00.000-07:00

Considering it's a long weekend this will be a short post as I got too messed up to recall most of what happened. For the most part when you drink your perception of things changes, what made you angry when sober no longer bothers you drunk, if it's balls hot when sober the temp doesn't seem so bad when you are drinking, and of course time always seems to fly like when you are sitting on a stool for 20min and it actually turns out to be 3hrs.

Saturday was Canada Day and for some reason I was not drinking. I usually have a reason like not wanting to drink two days in a row or I drove or something. For some reason though I can't remember why I wasn't. That night was pretty laid back for me so I'll just touch on it. After grabbing a bite to eat at the Sherlock Holmes downtown we headed to house party being put on by our old home boy Sean. It was an all day bbq/party but we missed the majority of it so there's not much I can say except that there was a handful of DJ's with a very loud speaker set up, a hot tub, a swimming pool, a group of prepubescent sluts, and a shit load of heavily wasted people. It was something to see and I'm sure if I was intoxicated on the level that they were it would have been a hell of a time.

Sunday would turn out a little different for myself as I once again planned on not drinking but ended up blacking out and almost spent the night sleeping on the can with my pants around my ankles.

The Players:

Pat
Smith
Bryan
Ross
Pannich
Jessie
Adriano
Ang
Speilbergo

We would start the day by going to watch Superman Returns and for myself I had pretty much figured that that would be the bulk of my day as I had made plans to do something with Francine before she left for St. Paul. After the movie ended Smitty tossed up the idea of having a bbq at his place so Jessie and myself went our respective ways to gather the rations we needed. Once at Smiths we we're joined by Bryan, Ross, Pannich, Adriano, and Speilbergo. We ate and a few of us drank a bit before deciding to head out to the Globe after hearing they had some drink special in honor of the long weekend. I had not planned on going but after Fran cancelled on me again some of the guys insisted I come out and drink. Before leaving for the Globe a bunch of us decided to head to the nearest convenience store (other than Poxy's) to grab some slushes and whatever else we felt like, I myself had been in the mood for a chocolate bar of some sort and now thinking back I don't have a clue as to what type I bought. Not feeling the flavor of slushes they had I decided to go with a Fresca knowing that 10 out of 10 Fresca drinkers prefer Fresca. After a short walk back to Smiths we finalized the plans and drivers so I headed home to change into more bar appropriate clothes. While at home and waiting for Adriano to pick me up I decided to concoct a beverage using my recently purchased Fresca. The drink I made went something like this: 1/2 bottle of Fresca (give or take), 1oz Vodka, 1oz Malibu. I have to say that given the refreshing taste of Fresca I had thought it would have tasted a hell of alot better than it did. I can actually say that I have the exact taste of the drink narrowed down to a cantalope. Now I'm not a big fan of cantalope to begin with but I'm not talking about the taste of the orange part of the fruit, I'm talking about the green part in between the orange and the peel (if it's even called the peel). So now imagine just eating the green part of the cantalope and you'll know what my drink tasted like. Anyway, we were now heading down to the Globe.

Location: Globe
Time: 9:35

As we arrive we find that there is no line and the place is pretty much dead. Before going in we purchase a wrist band for $5 that will allow us to partake in the coin drink special. Once inside we met up with Ang who was there for a buddies stag and I made my way to the washrooms to see Black Peter but for the second week he was MIA. Afterwards we all hit the bar and took advantage of the special they had going on by loading up on drinks before the deadline hour. My choices we're vodka slime doubles and of course MGD. The remainder of our time at the Globe was spent sitting on the patio shooting the breeze as our collection of cups and bottles grew. So after about an hour or so of talking about football, hockey, girls, mistakes we've made with girls, and some of the awkward but entertaining situtations we've gotten ourselves into involving girls we were pretty much tanked enough to leave. On the way out however Ace of Base began pumping over the dance floor and everyone knows what that means, but unfortunately it would be delayed till our next location.

Location: Suede Lounge
Time: 11?

Once we arrived at Suede we all pretty much headed straight for the bar. I do recall my balance being some what off (it must have been that bean I had eaten early) so I grabbed the nearest stool. Once we were settled we maned-up and ordered a round of tequila in honor of the Swedes, this would not register for me as the alcohol had already taken effect. I don't recall being there very long but as I mentioned earlier it's hard to keep track of time when drinking and by this point it was hard enough to keep track of the people I was with. A handfull of the guys had left to check out some other bars on Jasper, the Druid and Stonehouse I think, but I did not notice till they got back. For the most part I was kept busy with the entertainment Smith was providing as he tried to smooth things over with some girls he knows as he hit on some others. Between that and having the guys and the chick working the bar giving me advice on the pros and cons of my current relationship I was pretty much set, as long as the booze kept flowing, which it did. At some point in the night I managed to get up and head out the door as we were done for the night, the few of us left included Adriano, Smith, Byan, and myself. Well not all of us were done as Smith decided to stay and work some more on a girl he was chatting up, which would be cause of Adriano having to go back and wingman for him.

Location: Home
Time: ...

I think I came in through the front door as it would seem the most likely and headed for the mini fridge, once there I grabbed a bottle of gatorade headed for my room. Now everything that was happening seemed to be in a very slow strobe light as things would go dark on me for a few seconds and I would find myself somewhere else in the house. After trip to the can I found my bed and I'm pretty sure that was it for me as I woke up sometime later still fully dressed with one shoe on.

It took a bit of detective work and some drunken text messages to piece together what had happened this night even though it's all pretty much useless.

It's still fun to have a guys night out of drunken stupidity.

Saturday Night Tequila Special

2006-06-25T01:08:00.000-07:00

This night out was one that was poorly planned earlier in the week. Most people would be surprised to hear that someone in our group actually tried to plan something outside of a birthday and keeping with the norm we didn't. This Saturday night outing was actually planned by Francines friend Shanna who wasn't even one of the participants of the evening. Now I'll say it was poorly planned cause by mid-week whatever they had planned had fallen through and it was another last minute scramble as we commandeered the evening. Our plan was simple and to the point, pre-drink at Jessie's and booze it up at the Druid.

The Players:

Pat
Bryan
Speilbergo
Francine
Lindsey
Pannich
_____ (girl that Pannich knows) her name is lindsey as well (bryan)

The following are Supporting Players as they were either drivers or flat-leavers.

Jessie
Pam
Brenna
Rodney
Katie

There are many things that drive people drink and there are things that drive people to drink in excess, for myself this night it would be reasons having to do with realtionships and I would drink in excess. I don't quite remember what got the ball rolling so I'll just start from what I do remember.

Location: On the Road
Time: 6:30 maybe?

So I get picked up by Bryan and we head to the liquor store. The car already had Speilbergo and Rodney in it, Burger to drink and Rodney to drive the car home from Jessie's, so we discussed what our poison would be and we tried to solidify the locations for the night. Knowing I was in for a night of drinking till I couldn't feel feelings anymore I was already set upon tequila and beer. Now for some reason the Sobey's liquor stores don't carry MGD in bottles but that didn't really matter as a case of 15 cans would be suffcient. Someone we didn't expect to be seeing that night was Matt an old acquaintance and soccer team mate from years past. The guy seemed taller than I remember and it looked like he'd been in the sun alot. After some brief convo to catch up he grabbed a pack of Cold Shots and informed us that six of those gets a newfy messed up. Once we all had our rations we headed over to Jessie's to get the drinking into gear. I made sure I picked up a bottle of Canada Dry in case I was in the mood for some tequila slammers but after a few I decided I was just gonna straight shot it, which would eventually just lead to me drinking from the bottle for the remainder of our time there.

Location: Fortress of Solitude (Jessie's house)
Time: 7 to 8:45?

Once inside Jessie's Fortress of Solitude Bryan and myself situated ourselves behind the bar and began to mix drinks, both known and some of our own creation. Since Rodney had driven the car home we were left four strong, but only for a short time as Brenna, Pam, Pannich, Lindsey, and Francine all arrived at different intervals. Pannich would inform us that a friend was having her b-day at the Druid so what was once a possibility became a destination for the night. With the participants all having arrived everyone began to prepare themselves for the night out. For the most part it mainly was drinking, but some people played pool, others watched tv and listened to music, I think Bryan tried out the anti-gravity device, but yeah it was pretty much just drinking.

Location: Druid (North)
Time: around 9

We arrive at the Druid somewhat early because we're aiming to be there for this girls birthday but when we get in we find that she herself hadn't even arrived yet. I took this bit of free time to go and visit Black Peter but strangely enough he was no where to be found. I think Pannich drove Burg, Francine, Lindsey, and myself, the others I'm not sure how they got down to Jasper. We were there early enough to grab a large table figuring we would need it to fit our mediocre sized group but once Brayn arrived we found out it would not be needed. Some where along the line Pam and Jessie managed to convice Brenna that we were all going to the Globe that night and that we were just stopping at the Druid for a bit. Not sure why they did that, Pam probably didn't want to be out with us and Jessie most likely went along for "Pronger-like" reasons. Whatever the reason we all figured that as per usual they would get drunk, whore it up on the dance floor together and deny it afterwards, I feel a bit differently this time considering their company. From what I gathered Brenna spent the majority of their time there avoiding people she did not want to see. I don't seem to remember much of what happened during our time at the Druid, though I'm sure nothing worth noting actually did happen. Except maybe a brief conversation with Susan, who I always seem to see at this bar.

Location: Leaving the Druid
Time: 1:30am?

When we all figured it was time to leave it seemed that we wouldn't have a driver as Pannich was still hanging out with his friend. So I did what I always do in a jam, call my sis. She agreed to pick us up as long as we weren't planning on cramming everyone into her car. Around this time Pannich came out of the bar and figured he could just fit all of us into his car. Knowing that we could all fit into his spacious back seat I tried repeatedly to get in contact with Katie but as she never answers her cell while driving my desparate attempt to cancel the ride never went through. During our wait for my sis to arrive a handful of us decided to buy a hotdog from the imported vendor outside of the Druid, if I recall correctly Bryan made some humerous and taunting remarks to Fran as he ate his. It was possibly the alcohol affecting my judgement but I must say that those hotdogs were mighty delicious, so much so that when a homeless man short on change tried to get one I offered up the $1.50 he was short so that he could enjoy the tastiness. About this time Katie was arriving so I raised the remainder of my dog to cheers the man without a home as he happily gormandized the hotdog I partially paid for, at this time Pannich also came very close to getting hit by a car speeding to make the light. With the drivers designated we all divvied up into the two cars, Pannich driving Bryan and Speilbergo while my sister took Lindsey, Francine, and myself.

On the way home we stopped at the Petro on 124, I think to fill up on gas, Fran and Lindsey went in to get coffee or something and they scored me some blue or purple gatorade. We then continued the trip home dropping Lindsey off at Jessie's where she had apparently left her car.

The night turned out to be a bit of a blur but from what I recall it was a good time had by all.

On a side note after walking to Denny's from the Globe with Pam and Brenna, Jessie threw up.

Taking Game 6

2006-06-18T16:06:00.000-07:00

So you lose game 4, your down 3 games to 1 in the series and you're heading back to hostile territory for the fifth game. Once there you slap your opponents around for 60min and then some just to rub some more salt into the wound by scoring a shorty in the extra frame. Now you're down in the series 3-2 heading back to Oil Country to face elimination once again in game 6, what do you do?, long answer short you light'em up and force game 7.

Like many fans of hockey and international football I've been living a double life in Edmonton for the past week and a bit, England supporter by day and Oiler fan by night. With the World Cup having kicked-off on June 9th it's been long days of getting up at 10 to 7 in the morning to watch the national teams play, working when it's not raining, and watching the Oil play in the finals.

The Players:

Pat
Bryan
Keith
Korie
Jessie
Rodney
Katie

Location: Chilli's Whyte Ave
Time: 2:30 - late

Getting up to watch the first match of the day was certainly a task seeing as 5hrs earlier I had been dragged out to be the navigator for my sister as she had to pick up her friend from Union. Planning on getting up early to watch the Portuguese play Iran I had decided not to go out the night before to the Gas Pump and try to get some sleep, that didn't work out too well in end.

So I was up early to watch the matches which would last until around 3pm, leaving about 3hrs of dead time to waste until the Oilers took to the ice for game 6. About mid-way through the first half of the Italy/U.S. match Jessie and I decide to head down to Whyte to catch the the 2nd half and get some early seats for the Oilers game. Bryan caught wind of the plan and decided to get his brother Rodney to drive us down there so everyone going could drink. On the way we got a calls from Keith and Korie, once filled in on the plan they would both join us. Taking Gretzky (75st) down to Whyte gave us a chance to see where exactly Brenna and Francine had parked when they met up with us after the Oil won the Western Conference. Seeing it in the light of day and sober astonished us even more as it was about 25 streets away from the bulk of Whyte.

Once on the ave we realized that even though we were there long before the game began getting a good table at any bar would be a difficult task. Chilli's seemed like a good choice since the majority of us had decided we were hungry and could go for some food, lucky for us there was a table right below a nice plasma that was in Hd. We all order our food and decided to start the drinking in hopes we'd be nicely buzzed for the puck drop. Bryan, Keith, and I all started with some tropical tequila drinks while Jessie and Korie both hit the Rickard's Red. After a couple of the fruit drinks I switched to the Red and Bryan followed suit. The crowd at Chilli's was "mixed" to put it best. With young and old and a bunch of different ethnic groups it was obvious that Chilli's wasn't the first option that most people had tried that day. Long before the game started the place was full and many people were turned away at the door, much to the amusement of the others aswell as myself. After a bit of time our waitress, I believe her name was Ciara, informed us that her shift was over so another girl would be taking her place. As the new girl arrived she informed us that because it was Happy Hour all our drinks were $3.99 which in translation to us meant it was time to start drinking more. With the puck soon to drop we all agreed, though some a bit more reluctantly than others, that with each Oiler goal a round of tequlia was to be put back. At the end of the game we'd celebrate the victory with a final shot. This would follow on in the tradition that was started in the Anaheim series which I beleive was derived from the Ace Of Base tequila shot.

When the puck actually dropped we had all consumed a fair deal of alcohol but eveyone seemed to holding their own. I don't figure there's much point in descibing the game as everyone should already know the outcome. During the game our original waitress ?Ciara? returned for some reason and was more than willing to bring us more beers and rounds of tequila. When the game was over we had all had five rounds of tequila which accounted for a big chunk of our tab that totalled just under $400. With the tequila counting for about $125 the rest went towards our Happy Hour beer and tropical drinks. Needless to say when we left Chilli's we were all feeling pretty good. However, I'm sad to say that the celebration on Whyte was less than enjoyable.

The crowd was enthusiastic but the police presence was not. If ever there was a manual for cops on how to act like complete dicks, the majority of them had read it. As they imposed the most ridiculous rules on the crowd such as not being able to cross the ave except at 109st and just east of Gateway, no walking on the roads, and no stopping on the sidewalks even if it's to line up for a bar like Devlin's or Savoy. Most of the police acted like the were the border guards in East Germany keeping people from scaling the Berlin Wall. I wouldn't be able to count the number of times on my fingers that I saw them committing acts that would be considered conduct unbecoming an officer. So after a number of times that we weren't able to go into bars cause they were full and were unable to wait in line we were starting to get ticked off. At some point Korie made the long trek to one of the streets to cross over and meet up with his girl at Saphire which left the group to be made up of Bryan, Jessie, Keith, and myself. After a bit of meandering around and being warned of the numerous "laws" we were breaking we decided to get the hell out of there before any of us got arrested.

So I called my sis figuring she'd most likely come and get us considering I navigated for her in the early morning and she did agree to as long as we'd meet her at the Earl's on campus. As we made the long trip to Earl's we found ourselves behind a group of girls wearing Oilers gear that we harassed for the majority of the way, Laraque in particular. After denying Bryan food from Tim Horton's my sister picked us up and that's pretty much where our night ended.

What started off as a great day of football, hockey, and booze was dampened by the police regime that marched on Whyte that night.

I look forward to doing it again next year.

Well, at least the hockey and booze part.

Gas Pump...........never again

2006-06-17T19:45:00.000-07:00

Cast:
Speilbergo
Mr. Smith
Mr. Ross
Mr. Pannich
Lauren

The night would start at speilbergos house with some tasty quiznos. Ross, jon and i would enjoy our sandwiches before we got too drunk and felt too sick to eat them. Ross brought over a bunch of those little mini bottles of booze that he stole from the liquor store he works at. I drank whatever i thought was interesting, a bottle of soho, some ameretto, some sort of cirtus vodka. All the mixes i came up with tasted pretty good, by the time i went through it i was done 4 -5 of those little bottles. Pannich would arrive and bring with him alcoholic snakes and ladders. Nothing really much to the game, just snakes and ladders on a glass board with shot glasses as your marker. When you hit a snake you take a shot of whatever. We would play a couple rounds while waiting for ryan who was taking forever. Eventually he came and he brought some vanilla vodka as well. After a while we all gave up on snakes an ladders and drank the old fashioned way. There were talks about hitting the gas pump, i guess ryan and ross and pannich were there the night before for a bit and wanted to see what it was like tonight. Jon and i were adamantly against going but we were out voted. Before we even leave the house we are all smashed. The cabbie would pick us up at like 9:45.

Time: 10ish
Location : gas pump

Most people know the gas pump as one of those places that old, fat people go and hang out. I hope i never turn out like that. Dispite this reputation some of us thought that there maybe some decent cougers there, a phrase in itself an oxymoron. The place was pretty dead and the crowd was pretty shitty. The only decent looking chicks was a bartender and a waitress. After a bottle of mgd we would hit jasper 10 minutes after getting there

Time: 10:20ish
Location: Suede

From the gas pump we would head to suede. Ryan wanted to see if a certain bartender was working. She wasn't but we stayed for a drink anyways. I had some sort of fruity martini, didn't really think it was going to get me more drunk but sure tasted good. Ross and Berg would run into a waitress that they went to school with. She was one of those hot girls that you went to school with most of your life but then started hanging out with a different crowd in high school kind of girls. She was really nice though and would buy/give ross and jon a bottle strong bow and spend a brief time catching up with them.

Time: ??
Location: Something with "Rouge" in the title

Walking east with the intention of going to druid we come across an interesting place that looked like it hadn't been open long. We stumble inside and see 3-4 couples dancing some spanish dancing with a bunch of people watching. Pretty cool to watch, made me wish i actually had some moves. I asked the bartender for something to drink with some hypnotic in it. He made me an awesome tasting martni with hypnotic, malibu, and some sort of juice in it. Really good. We didn't really stay long, on the way out ross would recognize some girl that was in business with us, ross would initiate a coversation, one of those "aren't you in my faculty" sort of deals. Ross and everyone else would leave and i would continue the conversasion for a bit longer, then she introduced me to her boyfriend and i thought that it would be a good time to leave and catch up with the rest of them.

Time:??
Location: Druid

The 5 of us stood outside the druid. There as a pretty long line outside and we didn't really want to wait. Ross and pannich would head across the street to level 2 i think it was called. Ryan and i would try the back door. Ryan used the "i'm a firefighter line" and it got us in no problem, even though ryan didn't have his firefighter ID on him. We got some drinks and walked around for a bit. Pannich and ross would eventually find their way in, but i'm not sure what happened to jon at this point. Later on he would find us with Lauren, i guess he went to meet her somewhere. The rest of the night was pretty much a blur. At one point ryan and i were jsut standing by a table and some girl grabs ryan's ass. He would sit down and chat it up for a bit. Later on he would pickup/get picked up (not really sure what the case was) by an older looking, little bit bigger blonde girl. I glanced at her hand and saw she and a ring on. I didn't really question it since some girls just wear a ring on they left hand even though they really aren't married. I brought it to the attention to ryan and i guess he didn't notice until i told him. I left ryan to his own devices and went for a round of the bar. I see some girl sitting at a table with her friends and she gives me this little wave. She says she knows me and i have no idea who she is. Keep in mind i'm completely gone by now. After a couple minutes of talking with her it stuck me that she was my brothers friend. I felt like such an idiot having blanked just moments before. Turns out she was with a brogley, the youngest brogley to be more specific, many of you will know who i'm talking about.

Pannich and ross would wander outside. Ryan was clear that we would be leaving with out him so i let him be and went outside. Outside i saw the girl ryan was withs friends. I told them i noticed the ring and asked them about it. I asked if she was married and they said, " she is kinda married, almost divorsed" they didn't really clear things up but then again it wasn't really any of my concern, just as long as her "almost ex husband" didn't take issue with ryan.

I noticed ross and jay had dissappeared and i was just standing there with berg. Moments later i see ross sprinting towards me with a gatorade in his had. I would later find out from pannich that ross first went running around somewhere and had to be chased down by jay. Once caught he took off again to the shoppers drug mart and once again had to be hunted down by jay. The 4 of us hopped into a cab and made our way home. The entire ride ross was pretty much passed out clutching the gatorade in his right hand. 2 minutes from home he gets up groggily and asks the cabbie to pull over. They say a picture is worth a thousand words so this will be the end of the post.

Lakeview pub

2006-06-11T18:20:00.000-07:00

Friday the 9th

On multiple occasions in the past pat would suggest we hang out at lakeview pub only half jokingly. Tonight i would indeed walk the block and a half to lakeview pub from my house .

Cast:
Pat
Jessie
Katie
Adriano
Pannich
Ryan
Denny
Ross
Brenna
Lindsey
Francine
Angela
Keith
Dave Filice
Jon Durant

The night began in my basement. I would receive an afternoon call from ryan suggesting that we should get crazy tonight. I told him that we should get started at my house and go it from there. Ryan brings an assortment of alcohol left over from previous outings, a half bottle of captain morgan, two shox, a bottle of strongbow, and a bottle of sleemans i think. I take a look in my bar and the only thing i discover worth drinking is a third of a bottle of grey goose. Being grey goose i thought i wouldn't want to waste the quality in a drink like a screwdriver so i bust out the cocktail shaker and decide on a martini type drink. The only mix i had was some grape juice, so into the shaker it went with some ice and a whole lot of vodka. The mix although strong did not taste bad. Ryan would not agree, he would whine to me that for some reason the drink "feels like it is fucking with my head." Denny arrives and starts to pound back his usual jack daniels. Soon after we are off to lakeview pub

Location: Lakeview pub
Time: 9:30 ish

We walk inside and it doesn't seem to have changed since much since i had been there last, when it was still known as dougs place. I believe that it was for some u-14 soccer party thing. Pat, Fran, jessie, katie and pam were already there. Adriano , ross, lindsey brenna and jessie would join us very soon after. Ryan and i agreed we would split a jug of big rock, i ended up drinking the majority of it though. By mere coincidence we find out that katies friend Angela would be there as well for one of her friends birthday. I wonder who has a birthday there anyways. We don't stay long and i catch a ride with adriano and ross down to whyte ave. The others would soon follow, but Katies passengers - smith and denny took some time getting down there, from what i hear there was some disscussion between angela and ryan that was upsetting to her. Nothing i can really elaborate on, nothing really interesting either.

Location: Savoy
Time: 11ish

The bluk of the group arrive together and we decide that Savoy would probably be the best place to hang out for the night. We manage to find a table near the back that would seat us all. Savoy is one of the few places in the city that serve hoegarrden in draft form in its natural massive glass, so i don't turn down the opportunity and get one for myself and ross. It didn't seem like tonight was the kind of night that people were going to get crazy, i think there was too many of us to do that. The time spent in savoy was spent doing what most people who go to savoy do. Lounge. Throughout the night adriano had been in contact with dave and justin. They decided to make the drive out to whyte from jox to meet us. I probably haven't seen either in a couple months so it was good to catch up. We would all leave and Dave and John Durant would stick around savoy some more. It was an early night but at least jessie would stop by wendys on the way home.

Not really an eventful night but not all of them can be.

Saturday the 10th

I'm going to combine these posts since they are short and not really intersting, but good for those "remember that night we did that? no, not really was that the weekend we did this?"kind of discussions.

The next day the main event would probably be game 3 of the stanley cup finals. Already down 2-0 in the series the oilers would need to win this one to have any chance of winning the cup. After some afternoon discussion it was decided that pat jessie and i would get some grub at tony romas. We get there in time for the beginning of the game. We end up leaving at the 1st intermission, Pat was supposed to pick up Francine somewhere in st.albert so we dropped him off. Jessie and i would go to his place to catch the rest of the game.

While we are jessies we get a call from pat asking us if we want to hang out at brennas for like a fire or something tonight. As there wasn't much else to do we agree. Pat would meet us at the liquor store. Inside they had a small black and white tv picking up cbc over the air. It was a lot better then what 630 ched was offering. Pat and Francine would go to brennas directly, jessie would stop by my house so i could pick up a hoodie we decide that since we are there we would watch the rest of the game , about 8 minutes, in my basement. Thankfully the oilers were able to pull through but the series was really just getting started at 2-1.

With the game over jessie and i head over to brennas. On the way there i pretty much ruled out the fire since it was raining and such. I was under the impression that we were going over there and we were gonna sit around and drink and get a little crazy. There would be no crazyness, just some pool, a repeat of some world cup games, and a rousing game of battle ship i had with jessie. I got a call from pannich and i guess some of them were at suede, it seems we are there pretty often now, but it was tool late to meet them plus i didn't feel like hanging out there tonight anyways. I had made a modest attempt at getting drunk but after i finished my slush mixed with hypnotic and felt no effect i gave up, it didn't help that brenna, francine and shanna weren't really in the mood to have anything to drink. It would be an early night but i knew and always know there will always be next weekend.

Frisbee?

2006-06-06T16:17:00.000-07:00

saturday the 3th

After a failed attempt by Pat the day before to arrange a game of ultimate frisbee he successfully managed to get a decent group together for saturday afternoon.

I wake up and i feel like a steaming pile of shit. Mixing all that different alcohol the night before wasn't a great idea. Speilbergo gives me a call at 2:30 and tells me ryan and pannich are over there and that him (speilbergo) and ryan were planning on getting crazy early before they head out. I get over my headache and run over with some beers. They had already started a session of guitar hero. I had never played it before but hear its awesome. The game is pretty much like DDR except you get a guitar and you push the buttons on the neck and strum the button when they come up on the screen. Pretty fucking fun if you as me. Anyway, Ryan's plan for the night was to hit up the rose and crown downtown with some fire fighter buddies then meet us later on whyte, if we went to whyte. Speilbergo was supposed to go with him to rose and crown but decided to come play frisbee with us. After a couple rounds of guitar hero and beers jessie would pick us up. On the way out we would drop ryan off, and he would find his own way downtown, and we would pick up pam.

Outside the 7-11 on 109th street it had been decided by pam, jon and i that we would go to the liquor store around the corner and spike our slushes to keep our buzzes going. We all meet up at the bottom of the hill by the legislature grounds. There was already a group playing in the big field so we migrated to another field across the street. I won't go into details but needless to say my team got destroyed. It didn't help that all the taller people were on the other team. After a thorough whooping we decided to make new teams and play some soccer. Getting all sweaty really diminished the effect of the alcohol i drank and by now i was almost sober. There were plans to go to whyte after and some people brought a change of clothes with them, but jessie and pam and i would have to go home for a quick change and shower. Also on the way out we would pick up brenna.

By the time we get to whyte its a little after 10:00. We meet katie, adriano, jon, lindsey, pannich, and francine at the elephant and castle. Pat and keith didn't feel like joining us after the frisbee. When we get there they are on their way out but I hadn't eaten all day so jessie and i were intent on staying and grabbing a sandwich or something. Brenna, francine, and lindsey would stay with us while the rest of them went to obyrnes. After we finish eating we make the long walk to o'byrnes.

For some reason there was a line outside obyrne's like the night before. Tonight however the wait would be much longer. We finally get in and i'm not in the mood to drink. I have one guiness the whole time we are there. Ross would meet us there later after comming from katherines house, some sort of gathering there i guess. It didn't seem like anyone was drinking much except pam and jon. We would all pretty much leave at the same time, not really an eventful night, which isn't a bad thing considering the night before.

small crowd, good times

2006-06-05T16:16:00.000-07:00

Friday june 2

Cast of Characters:
Pam
Jessie
Brenna
Chantel

Earlier in the day Pam mentioned something about the iron horse as what was planned for the night. There was a failed attempt by Pat to get some people together for some ultimate frisbee at the Leg. grounds so i thought i would accept Pam's invitation for a ride to Whyte. The rest of the crew either had some other plans or was playing poker.

As i was waiting for Pams mom to pick me up i worked on a post, the night that involved us taking out the Ducks. Jessie informed me that we would be leaving around 9:30 so i had some time to have some beers on my own. In total i had three beers before i left my house, i ended up leaving at a little after 10. Jessie had already been picked up so we were on our way to pick up Brenna.

Location: Devlins
Time: 10:30 abouts

Pam calls her contacts and we find out that we are no longer going to the Ironhorse. The four of us decide that Devlins would be a good place to get started. Plus i was in the mood for some tasty martinis. There was no problem getting or finding a place to sit. It would appear that whyte was not a busy as previous nights. I guess people were all partied out from all the oiler parties (riots). We all started with some 3oz martinis, and before we know it we had downed 3 in a little over 20 minutes. Soon after we get there Chantel meets us. I'm not sure of her relationship but i think she worked with Pam and Brenna at some point it was the first time i would meet her. Coupled with the effect of the beer, i was feeling pretty cut after the 3 drinks. Judging by the way the girls walked it was evident that they were well on their way to being drunk as well. At one point we see Boris Boras (coz of almedia brothers)walk by. We exchange a handshake and a breif conversation about how unreliable the almedia brothers are with their phones. "They don't even answer or return their calls for me either, and I'm family" - Boris. Almedia brothers pick up your goddamn phones. We figure we have had enough martins and decide to hit up a good old pub.

Location: O'byrns
Time : ?

For some reason there was a line out front, it would seem that O'byrnes tonight would be the only place with a line. The wait, thankfully, was a short one. Inside i run into Britney and Olivia, they are mentioned briefly in the beergardens post. The bar wasn't terribly busy inside, there really was no reason to keep a line out front. The point of making a stop at a pub tonight was so i could get some guiness. Pam drinks her vodka tonic, and brenna and chantel drink some girly fruity drinks i got them. Though i admit they tasted pretty good when i asked for a sample. During our stay there pam and chantel would spend most of their time on the dance floor. As usual whenever we go to o'byrns and jessie is with us someone will request jessies girl. Kinda lame i know but it gets jessie onto the dance floor and its a song that people generally have fun with. We are probably there an hour and pam says she wants to go somewhere she can really dance.

Location : Wolly Bullys
time: ?

The walk from o'byrns to wollys was pretty long. I don't remember much about the walk except that i think i accidently kicked some girls dog outside marble slab. The crowd at wollys was pretty good, not too packed inside. As i walk in i see a guy with some dumb hat on his head holding a blowup doll that was partially deflated. The guys eyes were half open he looked like he was going to pass out. The girls headed straight to the dance floor, i decided that i wouldn't want anymore beer to drink for the night. I go to the bar and ask for a vodka redbull but they don't have red bull, instead they have some sort of imitation redbull in a can with some foreign language, thai i think. The stuff tasted pretty much like redbull but was probably a lot cheaper. Dancing isn't really my thing so i wander the bar as the rest of them get crazy on the dance floor. Downstairs is another dance floor but it was completely empty except for some guy and his buddy trying to break dance. Jessie came downstairs and sat down looking all mopey and shit. I think he had enough to drink at this point. We decide to wander outside with brenna and chantel. During the night i guess some of chantels friends were supposed to meet us but none of them showed up, someone ended up picking her up while we were outside. Pam was still inside dancing with some dude she met on the dance floor. I went back inside to tell her we were waiting outside for her. Eventually she came out and we would try and find a cab.

Location: Whyte
Time: ?

For some reason we walked back to whyte from wollys, and headed west. I'm not sure of the time but it must have been around when all the bars were letting out. I was hungry so we went to pita pit. I got a pita for myself and one for jessie. Jessie never did eat the one i got him, instead brenna would eat most of it and leave some of it on a bus stop bench outside pita pit. We continue west down whyte and try to find a cabbie to take us home. Eventually we end up by the mac's and still no cab. When we come to the intersection at 109st we walk north towards the high level bridge. I'm not sure why we thought going in this direction would get us a cab but here we were walking aimlessly. We happen to find a shopping cart and jessie gets in. I'm riding on the front while Pam is pushing us as fast as she could down the sidewalk. Surprisingly we were not involved in any accident. Eventually we end up walking to Keegans parking lot, which has happened to us more then once. Some people were getting out so we hopped in before the cabbie could deny us a ride home. Overall a good night, not often do we go out in a small group so it was a nice change of pace, but really there isn't anything like getting drunk and rowdy with a crowd of 15 of your closest friends.

"We want a cup"

2006-06-01T17:33:00.000-07:00

Friday night was pretty much a bust, trying to see one of the biggest movies to open up this summer on opening night isn't such a great idea. Not to mention the parking situation in north edmonton complex was retarded. We ended up parking by the royal bank, anyone that has been in that complex knows how rediculiously far that is, we walked like 10 minutes to the theatre only to find out that the next four shows were in fact sold out. (I would again try to see the movie with jessie sunday afternoon, and guess what the show we wanted to see and the one after sold out. Fuck this shit, i'm gonna wait for the dvd.) We got some DQ and spent the rest of the night playing xbox at jessies.

This post mostly concerns saturday night and game 5 between the oil and the ducks.

Cast of characters:

Pat
Jessie
Korie
Marco
Steve
Matt
Laura
Pam
Lindsey
Stacey
Brenna
Francine
Fred
Anthony

and many more we would run into during the course of the night, too many to mention

We had plans to drink on whyte and watch the game and enjoy the festivities if we won but we didn't know who would come, where we would watch the game or what time we should be down there. I called around and we decide that the best time to be on whyte would be by about 5 for the 7 oclock puck drop. Pat, Jessie and myself would cab it to whyte, and korie matt steve and marco would meet us there wherever we were.

Location: whyte and 104
Time: 5ish

the cabbie drops us off at the corner, there isn't much of a crowd on the sidewalk which bodes well for finding a place to sit. We decide to try hudsons first. We aren't rejected at the door but we are told its standing room only. Next is Elephant and Castle, again standing room only, the empty table infront of the tv that i spotted from outside had a paper reserved sign on it, bullshit i say. We walk by sapphire, the site where we watched the last game on whyte, and i mentally note that if worse comes to worse we could go there. Squires would be ideal to watch the game, but we discover that it hasn't yet open. Its about 5:30 at this time. So we say fuck it and head to O'byrns.

Location: O'byrns
Time:5:30

You never really notice if a place has TVs until you are actually looking for a place to watch the game. I thought they had a projector by the dance floor but i was wrong. We get inside and its pretty much empty except the people working there. The only TV is at the very back by the bar, not really ideal conditions to watch the game. I get a call from korie and i tell him to see if squires is open yet. We decide to get a beer and a sandwich since we are here. Korie calls me back and says they aren't open yet and they are gonna check out the thirsty turtle. The table/booth behind us starts filling up with some older women. I guess there is some sort of stagette going on, it didn't seem like they were they type to have a lot of fun, plus they were kind of getting annoying with their jokes and cackling. Later on as we eat our club houses a group of 3 younger girls join the table of older women. Pat makes note that they don't really seem to be fitting in or having fun with the rest of the table, kinda sitting off on their own. We would have asked them to sit with us but that would have been an akward invitation. Korie calls me again to let me know they are now at squires since thirsty turtle had nowhere to sit and they would hold us a table at squires until we got there. We finish up the rest of our beers and make our way to squires.

Location: Squires
Time: 6pm

I walk in and i'm pleasently surprised that squires is ready to show the game. There is a temporary projector hanging from the roof and they setup the screen by the end of the bar by one of the plasma tvs near the dance floor. We sit with a good view of the screen. Pat and i split a pitcher of big rock trad. It is evident that no one drinks much of that stuff there since the beer tastes kinda skunky, but i'm in the mood to get fucked up and i don't complain. We sit there anxiously waiting for the game to begin, the hour or so that we wait there seems like forever. As the game starts there is an eruption of cheers. I'm sure you watched the game so i won't bore you with details. Around the second period lindsey arrives with her friend stacey. Pam comes by alone around the same time.Pat jessie and i decide that we would take a shot of tequila everytime the oilers score. By the end of the game, sadly, we only have 2 shots, but pat buys a victory round. After the game i'm feeling pretty cut, pat and i split a couple pitchers of beer and the tequila was starting to hit me. Our group didn't immediately leave squires once the game was done to join the party on whyte. We all have a few more drinks, i jump up and down on a couch and jessie takes some pictures in the photo booth with lindsey. Squires starts clearing out and i'm wondering how crazy the streets are at this point, we soon leave and join in on the festivities out on the street.

Location: Whyte and 105, the fucked up intersection

When we get outside it wasn't as crazy as i expected. The police were keeping people on the sidewalks and cars were still able to access the street. The crowd of us stand by Devlins on the sidewalk high fiving everyone that walked by. Jessie and i were by far the most enthusiastic, really getting into it. Marco, Steve and Matt end up taking off somewhere, and everyone ends up scattered all over the place. Beside me is only Korie and Jessie and Stacey, maybe pam. We continue to high five for a good 45 minutes everyone that walks by. It is at this point that my hand is really starting to hurt from the slapping. Its really red and kind of swollen so i thought it was a good idea to stop the hig fiving. Everyone ends up disappearing and its just me stacey and pat somehow comes back to find us.

Around this time people start rushing onto the streets so i join in and about 10 minutes later the street looks like it does above. Pat, stacy, and i try to find everyone else in amongst the crowd, after some loud and incoherent phone calls we are able to locate everyone else. the crowd is too much and we move to an area less crazy.

Location: Whyte, outside when pigs fly
Time: 11:30ish

We stand on the street/sidewalk and watch in awe as people are chanting everything from "fuck the ducks" to "lets go oilers" to " we want a cup" We discover that some hooligan has already smashed the window to when pigs fly and chicken scratch, a group of samaritans stand infront of the window in a line preventing further vandalism to the store. Francine and Brenna join us also. Jessie spots a girl i know, allyson (see hungover on a friday post for details) and we run and catch up with her and her two friends down the sidewalk. After a brief conversaion and a promise to contact each other we head back to our group. The intensity of the crowd is getting to us and we all decide to go somewhere quieter and drink more. We end up a couple blocks east at Savoy.

Location: Savoy
Time: 12:30 ish

With everyone on the street partying it isn't hard getting into a bar. The place is pretty busy but not so much that we can't find a place to sit. I head to the bar to get a beer. I had anchor steam in mind. It was a beer that Pat regularly drank while he was in San Fran, i had it before and throughly enjoyed it. I'm at the bar for no less then 15 minutes trying to get my drink and finally i'm served. Jessie has two more martinis, and is really fucked up, technically 1.5 martinis as he spills half of one on his white shirt. We leave and hang out outside on the sidewalk. Fred and Anthony meet us and we talk for a good bit on the sidewalk. As we stand there i run into countless other friends and aquaintences, also enjoying the crazy atmosphere. I believe it is around this time that all the fires were getting started. I could see two blocks away in the fucked up intersection at 105 that there was a large fire. It isn't everyday that you see a fire in the middle of an intersection on a city street. There were reports of multiple fires in the area, but the only one that really caught my attention was the one i mentioned. Cops on bikes were in a line at the intersetion where we were ( second cup, savoy, starbucks), they didn't seem to take a hard line approach to policing the crowd, which is a good thing. They even high fived anyone that went up to them. The reports that whyte was out of control that night were blown way out of proportion, you can't expect to cram upwards of 35000 people in a 5 block radius without some sort of incidents happening. Really, it could have been a lot worse, all the destrution that occured were 2 phone booths and a couple of windows, hardly anything to get worked up about. The Canada day riots of a couple years ago was only made up of 1200 to 2000 people. Imagine what 30000 people could do. Which i think would have happend had the police been assholes.

We decide to go back to the centre of the mayham. When we get back to the main square we witness some city workers standing atop of when pigs fly spraying a fire hose into the middle of the street. I guess they had just finished putting out the large fire and were trying to disperse the crowd. While some minor rioting in my mind can be expected of a crowd this size, what is not tolerable is throwing bottles and other shit at city workers and fire fighters trying to put out the fire. There were some real idiots on whyte that night.

The remaining 8 of us crammed in pams truck. Fred and i sat in the back of her truck since there was no room left in the cab. The open air was kind of cold but it was refreshing. We would drive Brenna back to her car. I was amazed as to how far she parked. Brenna and francine parked and walked a good 17 blocks from the main centre of whyte. We dropped off fred and Anthony and we agreed that we would all meet at Denny's downtown.

Location : Dennys
Time : 2 maybe 2:30

Surprisingly there is almost no wait, even with a group of like 8 of us. Wait for our food, however, is very long. I get some sort of meat thing with extra hashbrowns. I'm not really sure how long we are at Dennys but i get home at like quarter to 5 so either we were there for a very long time or i the times are a little bit off. All in all a very fun night, can't wait till the finals start. We want a cup!!

There are reports this week that in light of the activites on whyte that night that new policing tactics will employed to control the crowd. I think if the cops start being assholes there is going to be a lot more trouble then if they just let the crowd be. No one like being told what to do or how to act, especially drunk people. I guess we'll wait and see if fans will get any crazier.

Oilers vs Ducks: Game 4

2006-05-26T14:33:00.000-07:00

I can't say that this post will be funny or interesting but it's been awhile since I've done anything post-worthy or that I've let myself post so I figured I'd toss one up.

So I get a call Wednesday night from Keith but I'm unable to answer the phone cause I'm in the shower. About 15min later I call him back to see what's up. Turns out Keith's got two tickets to game 4 of the Western Conference Final but I missed out on the extra ticket cause I was in the shower. He was in a "need an answer now" situation so he called a handful of people and whoever said "yes" first was in. After finding out the bad news I reflected on my unfortunate luck for about 20min. Then my phone rang again and based on the DVDA song playing I knew it was Keith. The conversation went something like this...

Pat - "Hey man what's up?"

Keith - "Pat?"

Pat - "Yeah"

Keith - "There's been an injury"

Pat - "....."

Keith - "You're going to the NHL"

The Players:

Pat
Keith

Francine (after game)
Jessie (after game)

Location: LRT, Rexall, Castle Keep, Brewsters
Time: Thursday Night

$300. Three hundred dollars is what separated me from a ticket to the game and 300 is what I paid. I picked Keith up and we headed to the LRT station for the short trip to Rexall. On the train we encountered the first rowdy yahoos of the night. With Mac's slushes in their hands, no doubt a mixed concoction of sprite slush and a clear liquor, they high-fived everyone, cheered aloud, and swung from the over head hand rails like monkeys. We happened to see Karen (Jocelyn's sis) and their dad on the train on the way to the game aswell. So after the quick train ride and some casual conversation we arrive at Rexall and shuffle through the packed tunnel to the arena. Surprisingly there's not much going on outside the building except for a few face painting stands and food vendors. Once through the doors and inside the madness we do our best to fight the crowds and make our way to our seats. On the way we grab a couple beers each and when we find our seats we take in the view. Originally the price for the seats seemed a bit steep but once you're sitting in them it ends up being the furthest thing from your mind. Being at the top of our section we were free to lean forward, sit on the backs of the seats, or even stand up without having to worry about blocking anyone's view. With a beer stand about 20 feet behind us and a washroom the same distance but slightly to the right it would make for a night of numerous beers (Canadian and Coors as the beer stands tapped out during the game) and dashes to the washroom on commercial stoppages. Knowing that all the real die-hards and the rowdys were on the level above us we figured we be sitting with a mix of older people and people that brought their young kids so the language would have to be censored. Sure enough we were right but as the beer went down and few thunderous chants of "Bullshit" by the crowd happened, any censors we had placed on ourselves were lifted.

Game Time

With the build up to the game, when the Oilers hit the ice it was almost indescribable. I'd like to say it was amazing but I don't feel it quite fits so I'll use the ol'thesaurus to pick some choice words. The best words I could use would be astonishing, beautiful, intimidating, majestic, overwhelming, or to keep it simple, the place went Fucking Nuts. I can easily say that what you see on t.v. doesn't even come remotely close to actually being there. Everyone was already on their feet so we just remaind standing for national anthems. In game 3 the crowd did an incredible job of singing the Star-Spangled Banner and then an a cappella version of O'Canada. The valiant effort the crowd did in game 3 was just a build up to what we did in game 4 as I'd say we easily surpassed the volume of both anthems as we sang the American anthem just about as loud as the Canadian which was once again sung a cappella.

I don't see much point in describing the game since I figure anyone reading this must have watched it. A few mentionable notes during the game are a handful of 5 on 3's, a chant of "Bullshit" and "We Want a Ref", a goal by Georges Laraque, and the fact that I bought the last two beers served according to the security guard shutting down the beer stand.

After the game Keith and I were both pretty messed up, though starting to sober due to the second intermission closing of the beer stands and the Oilers lose. We decided to give the guys a call because they're always out drinking on a thursday but after numerous failed attempts the only one that would come out was Jessie. We drunkenly discussed the possibilities of flying down to Anaheim seeing as tickets wouldn't be hard to get as the games don't sell out, but as I would find out the next day West Jet and Air Canada don't fly to Anaheim. So we decided to meet in the Keep and we stopped to pick up Francine on the way. Once there we had a few more rounds (reluctantly the same drink I had before the Druid on the 29th) and decided we'd head over to Brewsters to grab something to eat and maybe some more booze. However I can actually say that on the ride there my body began to shut down. I figure it must have been that combination of alcohol and extreme lack of sleep as I found myself on the border of blacking out. In Brewsters no one had much of an appetite except Keith who went for the steak sandwhich. It was a short time spent there and the majority of which I think I was being propped up by Francine who I believe also crutched me out to the car.

After Jessie dropped us off that was pretty much the night all wrapped up.

Oh...except Keith threw up 9 times.

Redstar/Halo

2006-05-20T16:26:00.000-07:00

Haven't posted in a while, there is a back log on posts that i have to make so i'll start here. I'm actually posting this on the 30th, but it happened on the 19th

Cast:
Korie
Denny
Ryan
Korie Butt
Speilbergo
Adriano
Ross
Pannich
Ashley (dennys gf)
Laura
Ashley's friend
Laura's friend

Location: Dennys basement

Its game 1 of the ducks oilers series and we watch it at Dennys place. Korie is ready and primed to get fucked with his 24 pack of Kokanee. I bum some beers from korie (like 5) and join him in on the festivities. Ryan is to begin his first day of work the next day and decides to go home at the second intermission leaving just me, korie, denny, and scott in his basement. The game ends unspectacularly with an empty net goal. The oilers win dispite being out played and out shot. As the game ends speilbergo, ross, and korie butt run over from next door. As of this point we don't know where we want to go, but we do know that whyte would probably be too crazy plus i was in the mood for hanging out somewhere else. We call aroud and Laura is at her sisters graduation at the Shaw. We all decide that downtown would be fun and head to Red Star, a small bar on jasper right next to halo. Korie butt takes a car load of us down there and Ashley takes denny and whoever was left.

Location : Redstar

Korie is the first to go inside the bar. I can see through the window that Laura is already there with some other people. Korie gives me one of those "come inside" waves. I stand atop the stairs and proceed to grab my balls and give them a shake, communicating to him that i'll come in when i'm ready. I wait for Ross and head down the stairs, Korie comes outside and tells me that the people that Laura were with were in fact her parents. Great first impression. Embarrassed and not wanting to confront them i wait outside until they leave, which was shortly after. Inside its busy but not so much that we couldn't find a place to sit. I head to the bar and have my first Guiness of the night. Denny, Ashley and Pannich arrive, and a little bit later Adriano shows up by himself. Speilbergo and Pannich do some sort of shot and get some strongbow. I could never understand how people drink that stuff. To me it smells like bad B.O. As I finish my beer I go back for another round and Jon joins me. At the bar to my far right an older man sits down with a ledger. Jon and i see this as kind of peculiar, not many people go to the bar and do creative writing. To pay for his beer he pulled out two handfulls of change and scattered it on the bar infront of him, the bartender gives him one of those "you're a fucking asshole" looks and she turns away. Jon and I find this amusing, we pay for our beers and head back to the table.

Feeling bloated from all the beer i decide i need something else to drink. I challenge the bartender to make me something tasty. It was a mix of malibu some sort of blue stuff and sprite. It was kinda girly but it tasted great. At this point i'm pretty cut and lose some sense of time. I'm not sure how much longer we stay there but we all decide eventually to head next door to Halo where everyone else was going. It would seem that people were going to Redstar for a drink or two and then would go to Halo to hang out the rest of the night. Our group tonight would do the same.

Location: Halo

Upon entering I was greeted by a thumping club beat. Unrecongnizable and undistinguishable from any other club beat i've previouly heard. At least it was better then anything the top 40 could offer. The interior of Halo is totally opposite to that of Redstar. Halo has cool lighting, vynil booths and a rave club feel. Redstar more of a pub feel with a dart board, tvs to check the score, and dark wooden tables where you can have a conversion with someone. We all paid our cover and went straight to the bar. I thought i would challange this bartender too to make me something nice to drink. This one was not as skilled. She poured some golden liquor into the glass and put some fizzy mix in. I thought i saw the jose label on the bottle as she put it down but thought to myself surely she would not make me a drink with tequila in it. I was wrong. The drink tasted terrible, i wouldn't be visting that bartender again. The rest of the night would consist of vodka and red bull, a combinantion that nobody could mess up. We found an unoccupied booth by the dance floor, and proceeded to continue to drink there.

At this point pretty much everyone except the driver, Ashley, is drunk. Adriano and Pannich would leave Halo at some point but exactly when I don't know. Laura's friend would come and leave but i have no reccolection of her being there at all. I think we all decide to leave at 1:30-1:45. Korie and Laura would take a cab and leave together. Denny, Ashley, Ross and i would leave. It was pouring out and Denny and Ashley run towards her car. Ross and i would follow but at the same time we were wondering where Jon was, as he was supposed to catch a ride home with us. For some reason upon exiting the bar and climbing the stairs i decide to take my shirt off. With ross a few steps infront of me we run towards the car. As we run we pass by Boston Pizza, and i'm given some weird looks by some girls sitting by the window. I would too if i saw a shirtless guy run by while its raining outside. Ashley opens the door for me and i take refuge in her car. I ask Ross where Jon is and he is unsure, we try calling him a couple times with no success, and leave without him. I would ride home shirtless and wet.

Ryan's pseudo Birthday

2006-05-13T13:09:00.000-07:00

Time: Thursday around 1pm

Pat - "so whats going on for ryans thing?"

Bryan - "what do you mean? Do you mean where are we going, who's going, how are we gonna get there?"

Pat - "yeah those things and the fact that whyte is gonna be packed, we won't be able to bar hop, we'll probably have to pick a place and stay there, if we get in."

Bryan - "yeah its gonna be a mess on whyte tomorrow, especially if we win"

Little did we know....

Cast of Characters:

Pat
Korie
Lindsey
Ashley
Francine
Jenny Asstron
Jon Berg (Speilbergo)
Korie Butt
Ryan
Jessie
Adriano
Pam
Katie
Pannich
Denny
Ashley (denny's women)
Laurie
Amanda
Katherine
Chelsey
Other Jessie

Time: Friday, 5:30 ish

Pat and I decide that the best course of action would be to watch the game on whyte ave then go to a bar to avoid the rush comming from rexall when the game is over. I drive and get korie from work and then we go to kingsway and drop off the car for my brother. Pat will pick us up on the way down to whyte after he gets Francine, Ashley, and Lindsey. When we get to kingsway Pat wasn't even in St. Albert yet to pick up Lindsey so Korie and I go to the smittys in kingsway to catch some of the first period, and to get a beer as well. We are in there for about 10 minutes and the Sharks score two goals, maybe we are bad luck. Pat calls and we cram the 6 of us in his car, the ride wasn't that bad for me, i sit shotty.

As we arrive on whyte we see a fair number of people walking around on whyte. I wonder why aren't these people watching the game. We wander towards Hudsons hoping there is room there but a block away we already see a large crowd outside, there is also a large crowd outside our second choice the Elephant and Castle. We collectively brainstorm where we could watch the game and get something to eat. We decide stollis since they have a couple projectors. Korie peers inside and its empty, just the bartender setting up for the night, no game no food. The Chilis around the corner is packed, no seating anywhere even at the bar. Our next stop is Sapphire. We had passed it walking to hudsons so we knew there was room and as i remember the food was decent. We sit in an less then ideal location where half the table's view to the TV is blocked by a pillar and having only one plasma tv in the entire place doesn't help either but we weren't in any position to complain.

We aren't at these shitbox seats for long since some people leave and free up a table with a direct view to the tv. Maybe moving seats was good luck or whatever since we score two goals shortly after and tie the game up. The small crowd inside is psyched and mostly drunk. The sandwich i had was decent, nothing that i would eat again but edible. Ashley and Pat ordered the same sandwich and came to the same conclusion. The oilers then take the lead and add another for good measure. During the celebrations for the 5th goal Korie gets a little excited and spills his beer all over the table and my pants. By this time Toskla is pulled and Nabakov goes in not really sure which goal it was but the didn't help and we add another goal. The game is over and we leave. You can feel the energy in the air, cheers are heard from blocks away, and people are highfiving me every two seconds, whyte is gonna be fucked tonight.

Time: 9ish

We decide our best bet at this point would be Squires. It was early enough that we were still able to get in without any problems. Inside it isn't as packed as i expected. I see dozens of empty Canadian bottles everywhere. We see Jenny and she informs me that during the game Canadian was 2.25. Too late for us. We find an empty booth and cram all of us in there. Soon Berg and Korie Butt arrive. It was mere chance that we run into them at Squires we were supposed to meet them somewhere on whyte but didn't arrange a place. We were celebrating Bergs birthday too so we didn't need Ryan around to drink anyways.

Pat and the 3 girls weren't drinking and looked like downers most of the time there. I wasn't going to let them get me down so korie and i got more to drink. Jagger bombs are always the cure. Korie Butt and Speilbergo were ready to get rowdy as well. As time passed Squires got more and more full. I was wondering if Jessie and Pam and the rest of them would ever be able to get on whyte, let alone get in Squires. We heard it was getting a little crazy on whyte and Korie and I decided to check it out. On the corner there were people everywhere, I went by Devlins to see if there was any room to sit but all the tables were full and we go back to squires, they let us in since we have a stamp. A little later Ryan shows up by himself, i guess he showed his firefighing ID to the bouncer and they let him in. At this point no one was getting in and if you left you weren't getting back in, even to smoke. On my way to the toilet i run into Cherise? she spells it all weird. She use to date Chris for a bit and was supposed to meet him later that night from what she said. Not sure what happened to her after, and i didn't call Chris either.

Time: 11?

The rest of the group in Pam's truck had arrived on Whyte, i'm not sure what happened but jessie was outside squires by himself and Pat went to meet him. Pats phone was busted so i gave him mine. He probably wasn't going to get back in so we weren't going to be squires much longer. Back at the table it was just me and Ashley. Both Kories and Jon berg were gone somewhere and Fran and Lindsey went somewhere was well. I talked with Ashley for a bit and then Fran came back and said we were leaving. I wasn't going to argue and found Berg and we all went outside. This time Whyte was filled with people. They had pretty much shut own the whole street and there were a couple thousand people gathered at in intersection. The edmonton police were in full force and there were a line of officers blocking the street right outside the back door of squires. Everyone was acting crazy and yet the police did nothing about it. Some guy was climbing a 20 foot high tree. The crowd that watched him chanted "Jump, Jump" and i joined in but he wouldn't give us the satisfaction. What is it with drunk people wanting to watch other people hurt themselves? Somehow we all managed to find each other and everyone was outside watching the mayham. Amoungst the crowd there were numberous people crowd surfing. The most fucked up thing i saw was a guy in a shopping cart surfing the crowd. I'm amazed he wasn't dropped.

We decide to check out the other end of whyte. There were people walking in the other direction it seems as if that intersection was the epicentre of all the crazyness. Lindsey, Ashley, and Fran felt like a coffee so we went to second cup. Inside the atmosphere was subdued. Korie butt and I went inside and brought with us some chanting and yelling. I took a look around and amoungst some weird looks and glares realized we were out of place so we decide to wait outside. Pat talks to Katie and somehow they end up at Scholars. We decide to head back towards the busier end of whyte. As we walk by Marcos donair i run into Katherine behind her is Amanda. Not sure if they just came from the bar, but knowing them probably not. We all continue west and find the rest of their friends, Laurie and Chelsey and Jessie and some others. We tell them we are probably going to head to Scholars pub by the university and that the should join us. It sounded like Katherine and Chelsey were interested but they were guilted into going to Boston Pizza with the rest of them. Pat wasn't in the mood to stick around and he had a game today and i think Ashley mentioned she had to work today, albeit at like 1, so they could have sayed out a little longer but i don't blame them for leaving.

Time: 12:30ish
Location: Scholars

The remaining group consisted of me, korie, Mr. Butt, and Speilbergo. We decided to continue chanting the whole walk to Scholars. The chant , "Lets go Oilers, Fuck you cheechoo" was going on all over whyte and we decided to bring it with us. Scholars pub wasn't very busy, but we were only looking to get some more booze not another crowd. Pam, Katie, Adriano, and Pannich had already been there for an hour or so, the massive crowd prevented them from joining us on whyte, but Jessie was originally with them so i don't know what really went on. Denny finished work ar 12 and came to meet us here. The rest of the time here consisted of a bit more booze and some discussion about what transpired earlier on in the night. Denny's girlfriend is dropped off by her friend here and we all leave around 2.

Time: 2ish
Location : Denny's Car

The ride home as always was blurry. I'm not sure what route we took home but i think we went by Japser and there wasn't much of a crowd there. Korie was whining about food but Denny neglected to stop at any late night fast food place, even after his girlfriend insisted we get some food. We drop Korie off and then head to Wendys, we would get food after all but at this point i'm not really in the mood to eat anyways. I get home and fall asleep to the sweet sounds of "Don't ever tell locke what he can't do"

Shanna's Pubcrawl

2006-05-07T19:10:00.000-07:00

After debating if I should even attempt to write a post this time around I figure I may aswell since I've got some free time and my serengetis got me feeling kinda good. Normally being one that likes to stir up the hornets nest and cause a little drama I've decided to take a different route and leave out what can only be described as the most amusing and most incriminating details of the evening. So seeing as I've censored about 2/3rds of the evening this post looks to be shorter than my others.

Saturday May 6th was the evening of Shanna's birthday pubcrawl. Having only met her a month or so earlier gathering the troops for this one was a tough sell and ultimately only a handful of us made it.

The Players:

Pat
Jessie
Bryan
Jay Jonah
Freddy
Shanna
Francine
Lindsey
Pam
Brenna
Jarrod
Pub-crawlers

Location: The Hood
Time: 7:15pm

The begining of this night can only be described as frustrating and chaotic. After finishing a soccer match on the south side of the city Freddy, Jay, and myself barely had enough time to drive home, shower, and meet at Bryans. With Jessie, Pam, and Bryan already pre-drinking at the Sultans house I called them and told 'em to order up a cab as were told we had to be there before 8pm to buy any last minute tickets. With Marco and company ditching out at the deadline that left only Jay Jonah without a ticket which was easily purchased from Shanna as we all met up inside the mall by the casino.

Location: WEM
Time: 8:30pm

For a pub-crawl that was suppose to leave at 8pm sharp we sure did do alot of nothing up until about 9:15. As we waited for everything to get going I decided it was time to get something to eat as I hadn't eaten anything since early morning. MacDonalds being the closest and assumingly the fastest choice was where Jay, Fred, and myself went to grab a bite. The line up was small but the wait was quite possibly the longest I have ever had at any of their establishments. After ordering from the new $1.39 menu we once again had to endure another long wait. This evening was becoming a living hell.

Location: Rum
Time: 9:15pm

What can I say about Rum that hasn't already been mentioned in an earlier post or by word of mouth. When we get there the place is dead and the goofs running it are trying to get us all to hurry up as they feel we are late for the 8 o'clock sharp departure time. Since we killed so much time in the mall and the casino we are only there for about 15 min which is about enough time to drink 2 Mgd's and introduce myself to a few people as Ken. With the buses departing we break up into our designated groups and head to the bus that will be our chariot for the evening. Bryan cracks jokes along the way about which pub-crawl we're on only to have his sarcasm lost on the other patrons.

Location: Bus to Diamonds
Time: 9:20pm give or take

Being some of the last ones to get on the bus we find that our seemingly spacious bus is near max capacity and there are next to no seats left. After announcing that Ken is getting angry, real angry, a few other crawlers double and triple up to accomodate the last few of us boarding the bus. Not much else happened except for some window antics and a bit of toking up done some of the other crawlers.

Location: Diamonds
Time: 9:30pm

As we pulled up to the peelers other pub-crawls were also arriving. After finding that our bus would be one last ones in line a few of us hungout towards the back knowing that the strippers isn't exactly an ideal place for a pub-crawl to stop. With high prices and not much room for movement the more time spent outside would mean the less time spent inside. Knowing full well that if I didn't get right smashed at this stop I would probably have to right off the evening, my goal was just that, get right smashed. Once inside we all headed in our separate directions. As some of us went to the stage, others went to the beer tub, some to the bar, and some to the washroom. I was the one heading to the john for some relief but when I went inside I was astonished at what I saw, Black Peter x 2. With one of them washing hands the other danced to entertain the guests that came to visit them. After having a long conversation about the superiority of Under Armour over similar products with a fellow guest in the washroom I headed out to get a drink. The remainder of our time spent at Diamonds has been censored.

Location: Bus
Time: ?

After boarding the bus we find out that our trip to the Globe has been cancelled for reasons they don't explain. I later find out from my brother that a number of fights had broken out there which prevented them from letting any crawls in. With the Globe out our bus leader gives us the option of going to Union or to Standard. Since Marco is at the Standard our natural reaction is to go there meet up and head to Whyte. Myself having some personal business on Whyte with a girl I was suppose to meet up with but having the crawl to attend I had cancelled, it seemed to be the most logical choice. Bryan tried calling Marco to let him know we would be meeting up with him but wasn't able to get through. So it was off to Union.

Location: Union Hall
Time: ?

I had not succeded in getting drunk at the last bar and was about to write the evening off as a waste until I ascended the stairs and bumped into my drinking partner (or opponent depending on how you look at it). With the bar to our left Francine and I headed there to go head-to-head with our standard shots. We then order some drinks, picked them up and headed over to an old familiar face I hadn't seen in some time. Jarrod's a guy we pretty much new since the early days at Bishop but for the most part had always ran with different crowds. We talked for a bit and found out he was on a different pub-crawl one that possibly had a co-worker of Francines and I, Kate. We decided to try and find Kate but it was a lost cause. After denying Fran a dance I sent her to the dance floor and went to join the guys overseeing the bar. With the alcohol I had put back in a quick fashion earlier setting in I decided to get more. On my way Francine found me and we both went to grab another round. After that round while still waiting at the bar Bryan came up to us and told us we were leaving so we ordered up some more shots and put'em down the hatch and made our way out. We drank alot at Union and as we boarded the bus I still had the taste of Tabasco sauce on my tongue, my night had been saved and was just gearing up.

Location: Bus
Time: ?

Once on board we found out Cowboys would be our next stop and everyone groaned with disdain. The rest is censored.

Location: Cowboys
Time: Late

Censored.

Location: The Hood
Time: 4:00am

After being dropped off at Bryans we all went in to regroup and soak in the evening. The remaining people that made the trip home were Bryan, Fred, Jay, Lindsey, and myself. As Bryan heated up some pizza we all questioned each other about some of the events that took place during the pub-crawl. I got a call from Francine who was asking where we were and if it was the place for an after party. Unfortunately it was that time of the night and everyone was calling it quits. I ended up driving Freddy and Lindsey home and got home close to 5am.

It was a night that started out bad, but in the end it was ultimately saved by my serengeti.

E-town visits Sin City....

2006-05-07T10:15:00.000-07:00

This post is gonna be short sweet and to the point. After spending 6 days in Vegas there is a whole pile of crap I could rant on about, but I will try to keep it simple and semi-interesting.

Who:

Myself (Korie)
Shaun
Christopher
Laura

Where:
Las Vegas Obviously

When:
April 23-28

No what

Why:
For $400 dollars Canadian we got flight and 5 night accommodations at the luxurios Fitzgerald's Hotel in downtown Las Vegas

Day 1 Sunday April 23

4:00am
I painfully open my eyes the sound of Clocks pounding away on my cell phone and peel myself off of Shaun's leather coach. It's 4am, I've had about 3 hours of sleep after spending last night rampaging through Shaun's house trying to find his damn birth certificate, which his girlfriend found, thank god. Anyways I get up, get ready, wake shaun's ass up and we're out the door 15 minutes late (4:45am) and head to the airport. We get to the airport at like 5:25am and our flight leaves at 6:30am. Without getting into too many details, lets just say we nearly miss the check in for our flight and the wonderful people at America West pushed us through lines to get us onto our overbooked flight on time. Just barely making the cut for the last seats on this flight we finally get on this poor excuse for a jet. Fast forward 3 hours and several Screwdrivers later (not mine... The old lady next to me was drinking them). We land in Fabulous Las Vegas Nevada. We come out of the boarding gates and the sweet sound of Wheel of Fortune slot machines fills the air... Feels good to be back. We collect our luggage and suffer through the 1 1/2 hour ride to our hotel. The wonderful Fitzgeralds Hotel and Casino... Okay the place is not that bad, but it ain't great, BUT is was CHEAP. We check our luggage here, and head down Freemont street in search of a place that plays the hockey game. 5 sports books later we find a satisfactory spot and watch the Oilers womp the Red Wings... Good start to our weekend. Anyways this is not turning out to be as short or sweet as I expected. So after the game we go on a tour of the city and get to the Excalibur on the main strip sit down and play some poker and get right smashed. I play the 1-3 game for a few hours double up and head to the no limit game where shaun is. We drink more I lose my $60 investment and I'm trashed... and tired, I'm running off 3 hours sleep and its around 2am, time to go home. Shaun plays a couple ridiculous hands makes a quick $100 or so and we're gone. We jump on the Deuce (that's what the bus is called) and an hour later I'm in bed.

Day 2

The phone rings and we learn that Laura and Chris have arrived, they enter our hotel room ripe and ready to go, while I can barely open my eyes....

Okay so this is how far I got into my blog before I realized I don't really remember the order of events very well. So I saved this for another day, consulted my travelmates and came to the conclusion no one is quite certain on how our days went exactly. So I'm going to continue on a little differently and just post just the exciting events and places we visited.

First on our list... Bite at the Stratosphere:

This trip I really wanted to attend one the adult shows that many of the hotels put on in Vegas. So Laura and I decided to check out Bite. Bite was an adult "erotic" vampire themed rock show. It is very difficult to explain exactly what these shows are about, just rest assured it was quite cool. It wasn't as erotic as I expected, but their were topless vampires which were quite attractive. The was basically inspired but classic rock music, and had singers, actors, acrobatics and magic. All in all it was definitely worth the $20 US each, and would recommend it to anyone who visits Vegas.
Final Grade B+

Next is Edmonton Oilers Tuesday Game 3 at New York New York Sports Book

We won in OT, I got drunk and smoked a FAT cigar... 'nuff said
Final Grade A+

Next is PURE at Caesars

PURE is one of the hottest clubs in Vegas right, and it was pretty evident why that is. We went on a Tuesday which you wouldn't expect to be busy, but is was quite the opposite and a whole lot of people outside waiting to get. Luckily our VIP passes from Napkin Nights cut us through the line without having to pay any cover. The crowd here was a little older on average, most people probably were 25-28 and the dress code is quite strict. If your going to go to Pure make sure you dress your best, I don't think I saw anything less than a dress shirt on any guy in the club. The club itself is quite cool as you come in there are basically 4 choices of where you can go, there are 3 different rooms on the main level and a rockin' patio up the stairs which goes onto the roof. Each room has its own feel to it and different music. The main room had a blue/white look to it and a huge dance floor that was packed to the brim. Also each room is lined with VIP seating area's that are seperated with those stupid nylon barracade things you see in banks. As for the music, each room played pretty much hiphop/dance top 40 stuff, but was cut very well (the DJ/DJ's? were awesome). The music here was the best I've ever heard at any club... period. The only downside to the whole place is the price of drinks, the prices are steep, REAL STEEP. I'm talking $10 a drink or $28 for two Red Bull and vodka steep. But I guess "that's the price you pay" for wanting to be at the most happening place in Vegas. All in all in was a fun filled night of drunkiness and not too much crazyiness, but definately a great time.
Final Grade A (would get the + if not for the drink prices)

Next on our list shopping at Caesar's Forum Shops and Aladdin's Desert Passage:

TONS of stores, really cool stores, prices were decent everywhere, can drink in the "mall". Laura bought some stuff that looked hot... oh and they have a Victoria's Secret store, which was pretty sweet and cool looking maniquins(sp?).
Final Grade A-

Next up the Blue Man Group show at the Venetian

Wow... really that is the only thing that can describe this show. Undoubtedly the highlight of the trip and completely worth the $100 US each. The show was funny, the music was incredible, and the visual effects were fantastic. Again there is no real way to explain this show other than, simply incredible. If you go to Vegas you must see this show. As a side note I believe they may be coming to Edmonton later this year, if so, I highly recommend you go. I really don't know what else to say about this other than I had a great time.
Final Grade A+++

Now we have Rain (in the desert) nightclub at the Palms

Okay this is one of the most hyped and promoted clubs in Vegas. It's all over T.V. and is apparently the "place to be". Shaun did not come but Laura, Chris, and I cabbed it over to the palms and bought VIP passes from the cabbie on the way. We still had to wait in the (the VIP line though), but got in without paying cover. It wasn't very full when we got in but there were some people there, however less than I expected for a Thursday night. The crowd here was a bit younger and not as classy as pure. It is basically one big room with two upper levels that kind of ring around the main room that are pretty much just standing room with a bar. The dance floor was on a platform in the middle of the room and was surrounded by water with jets that kinda reminded me of the fountains in that food court in WEM by the arcade. Over the dance floor they had their lighting setup which had these big arms with lights that moved. As well their lighting system blew fire every so often that was pretty damn warm. The music here was okay and sounded like a typical E-town club. Overall I didn't have a very good time here and was really tired by the time we even got there. Laura also got her foot stepped on by some chick in heels and could hardly even walk. However we did make friends with some cool girl named Nicole who bought us some drinks and whom later we split a cab with. The one bright side to this club is that the drinks were fairly priced, well at least better than Pure, especially beers which were only $5-$6. I guess I could say I probably would never find myself visiting this club again when I go back to Vegas as my first impressions were not that great.
Final Grade C+ (Over hyped, lame crowd, but cheap drinks, felt like an E-town bar)

Last on my grading list... Las Vegas Outlet Centre

If you want to shop while your in Vegas this is a must visit. Lost of outlet shops with killer prices. Even though we didn't buy much I could definately say its worth visiting just to pick up a pair of jeans or two. They have every brand name store you can pretty much think of and its a nice place to be on a hot day, as it is essentially an outdoor mall. I ended up picking up a shirt from Banana Republic and a pair of Armani Exchange jeans for a grand total of $78, definaltely worth the trip.
Final Grade A-

Thats all I'm really gonna get into details on but here are a few other honorable mentions that I'm just going to name and grade:

The Wynn - A (just a nice place to look at)
Buffet at Harrah's - A+ (crab, shrimp, and a whole lot more for $20)
Slot's a Fun casino - B- (cheap games, terrible crowd, back luck for some)
Slot's a Fun bathrooms - F (nastiest washroom ever, someone even carved stuff onto the toilet seat)
Fitzgerald Hotel and Casino - B- (cheap, friendly staff, below average rooms)
Excalibur Hotel and Casino - B+ (good poker room)
New York New York Hotel and Casino - A- (nice place to check out)
The Venetian Hotel and Casino - A+ (Nicest sites, excellent staff, classy place all around, a must see!)
Upper Deck restaurant at some casino on freemont - B (good food, decent prices, lots of old people)
McDonald's at Fitzgeralds - A+ (best late night food... period)
Freemont Street in General - C (lame crowd, smelt horrid, too far from the strip, last time I'll stay there)
The Deuce - C+ (Cheap and easy transportation but LONG rides)

And the awards go to:

Best Casino: Excalibur - because the poker is the best
Best Restaurant - Buffet at Harrahs - see above
Best Hotdog - Pretzel dog at place in Vegas Outlet centre
Best Hotel - The Venetian - see above (close runner up The Wynn)
Best Show - Blue Man Group
Best Drink - 1 Yard Margarita's
Best Club - Pure
Best Video Poker - Fitzgeralds 1cent machines
Best Video Blackjack - Stratosphere at the bar (I won $10!)
Most drunk moment - Chris and I outside Shaun's room knocking and saying "housekeeping" at 5am and laughing our asses off in the hall for 15 mins to only discover Shaun was not even there
Best Picture - See above
Best Deal - the 5.1 Sony digital camera I bought off a guy at the poker table for $25... this camera has now been deemed the "Random Camera" and has been passed on to my brother

Well with all that said, I must say it was a good trip and look forward to another exciting Vegas trip next year.

Overall Trip grade A-
Could have partied more and did some more gambling, sight seeing and shopping can be quite draining.

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2006-05-06T01:18:00.000-07:00

I didn't realize you already wrote about this Bryan, which makes this sort of redundant since I don't really remember the night very well but oh well here goes.....

Cast of Characters

Myself
Jason
Adriano
Bryan
Steve
Marco
Michelle
Rebecca (michelle’s friend)
Possibly others….

The Scene:

I just finished my exams on Thursday and decided that I needed to drown all the Business Law and Finance knowledge gained over the past few months out of my brain. Since most of the crew has already gone out the previous day and were planning to go out again on Saturday for Pat’s birthday, just a couple of us made it out tonight. PS: This whole night is a blur to me so this is a brief overview.

Time: Around 8 O’Clock

Jason and I decide to be pussies tonight and we go out and buy 8 Smirnoff Ices, knowing full well that those bitch drinks would get us trashed real quick. And lo and behold, 40 minutes and 4 coolers apiece later, we were messed up. I realized this in a very disturbing way when I dropped my cell phone into the fucking toilet after taking a leak. One plunger, a bar of soap, and 30 minutes later, we were on our way to Whyte Ave, thanks to Adriano picking us up. Side note: my phone is now fucked.

10:30?

After slamming more coolers and pissing in an alley, we were ready to get more drinks.
The 3 of us head to Savoy where we order some huge ass Hoegaardens and meet up with Bryan, who had accompanied Ryan to the Bank so he didn’t have to be alone with some douche bag firefighter. We decided to try Cook or Wooly Bullys but they both had lines so I think we walked around for a bit and somewhere along the line met up with Marco, Steve, Michelle, and Rebecca.

1?

We then moved to Devlins (only place without a line) and had a couple of martinis and ended up staying until close. Deciding we were hungry, 6 or 7 of us crammed into Adriano’s car to hit up Denny’s. This is really the best part of the night as Marco starts yelling shit at some Croatian guys in a car. We all think these guys are Marco’s friends until Marco yells “Nice of your mom to lend you her car” or some such shit. Clearly these guys are either A) Driving their Mom’s car or B) Really thin skinned, and they decide to follow us to Denny’s. Now being Croats, we know they aren’t smart to begin with, but even these fools should realize 2 against 7 are not good odds. But, sadly they don’t realize this, and after we find that Denny’s is too busy, we again have words. Bryan seems to have pacified the situation, until I call one of them Radek Dvorak, which seems to set something off in this guys brain. I guess being compared to a shitty hockey player is construed as a grave insult in Croatia, so he gets out of the car and starts screaming at me, at which time we laugh at them and tell them we don’t want a fight. Finally, they drive away and luckily no one got stabbed.

3?

At this point everyone goes home, but Bryan and I decide that it would be a good idea to crash at Michelle’s place. When we get there, Bryan immediately heads to kitchen and starts cooking up a stir fry. Yeah, it sounds retarded, but it was actually really good. We then see that there are less than ideal sleeping arrangements. Obviously it was a dumb idea to come here as we got to share a futon for a really shitty sleep.

Morning

I wake up feeling like absolute shit, and sweating booze by the pint. Like most morning afters, I swear to never drink again, and Michelle graciously offered to drive us home. Thinking back, the night must have been good because I remember so little of it, and better yet, I remember nothing that I have learned at school in the past 4 months.

now what.......

2006-05-05T04:07:00.000-07:00

This post is probably about a week late since i finished last week but i'm gonna do one anyways. From previous posts you may get the idea that this blog is about us geting all rowdy and drunk and fucked up. Well initially it was but now i'm gonna hijack it and post something that isn't about all that. Life isn't all about getting fucked up on stuff, that for the most part, tastes like shit. I invite all the other posters to go ahead and talk about their thoughts, something of substance. Don't get me wrong, the posts you are used to will continue and will probably get better now that we have an actual outlet for our stupid stories, but i think a change of pace is in order. On a side note please post comments if you are indeed reading this fucking blog, i and the others would like some feedback.

Its like 3:10am right now and i don't know when i'm actually going to finish this post or even if i'm going to finish it tongiht or not. I was getting ready to go to sleep about an hour ago and i was looking around my room. It's a lot cleaner then a lot of you may think, but i was looking at a pile of notes on my floor that have been sitting there awhile. I was thinking of throwing them out but just wanted to look through them and see if there was anything of importance. The top pile are notes from my math 31 class from grade 12. Some of you may know i failed miserably in that class, for those that don't i got a whopping 25% in it. I'm not going to go into detail about the major contributing factor to what lead to that mark but needless to say i made about 100 bucks for about 1 seconds work. Looking through the notes brings back some fond memories of high school. I'm actually glad i took math 31 even though i didn't get credit for it. The next year i would have to do all that was covered in 31 and more in math 113 at university. It was good for review. I went through some of the old exams. 15/50, 17/66, 5/57. No those aren't the temperateure ranges for Tacoma, Washington but in fact the grades from some chapter exams. Henneny was fun though, a teacher totally devoid of any personality or emotion. What was fun about her was that she didn't really care. Usually if you get a student in your class failing as sad as i was they would talk to you after class and give you a pep talk or one of those " this class isn't really for you" kinda of talks but i didn't get one. I just continued to suck ass. Not just that but i was late for that class everyday for the whole semester, after about 15 lates marked on my attendence she just gave up and didn't mark anything at all. She didn't say one word about it.

Mixed in amongst the pile was an old Calm 20 assignment. I read through one of those survey things like, what is favorite color , what do you do to pass time, what does it say on your underwear strap. One question, and the topic of this entire post, stuck out the most. Where do you see yourself in 2 years? 5 years ? 10 years ? My answers, 2 years - in university or nait, 5 years - graduated looking for a job, 10 years - doing the same job, still having fun.

Well its 5 years later and I have fact graduated and am now looking for a job, but is that really what i want. I've spent the last 18 years (including kindergarden, no playschool for me) in school. Its kind of a shock to know that in september i won't be going back to any sort of educational institution. I've never held a full time 40 hour a week job before, except summer gigs, but even then i knew that come september i would leave those whatever jobs and go back to school. Not so this time. Now the job i have to find is one that i'm going to have to be happy about for a while at least. The thing about a job is that no one ever really enjoys their job. Thats why they call it a job. Even celebs or pro athletes don't enjoy their job all the time. The fact is a job is a means to an end. People work so they can make money to do things, buy things, go places, to live. If none of those things mattered no one would ever work. To me i'll work only to achieve certain goals like, i want to go to europe for 3 months, i want to buy a car, or a house. My mind will calculate how long i'll need to work to reach those goals and then that'll be it why work more then you have to. Many of you think that ok this guy's a lazy fuck, who is he kidding people work until they retire then have the fun. What good is that? The best time to do the shit you want to is now, while your body can operate without a dozen kinds of medication. I think you should work only enough so you can buy or do the things you want while you can still enjoy them. The rest will sort itself out. When was the last time you saw a retiree on the street. Although, they are saying that our current demographic is not enough to support social security for the boomers. How can we? Our parents came from families of 5+ children, now less then 3 is commonplace.

I heard/read from multiple sources that our generation is the first generation that will not be better off then their parents. People are working more and harder for a lower quality of life. This scares me. I've seen how hard my parents work and for me to work as hard or harder then they did for the life i've currently had is something i'm not looking forward to. Many of you reading this will probably experience the same thing. Take a look at your parents and you will probably come to the same conclusion. Most of those reading this i know pretty well and i can say with a general consensus that it will be hard for you to maintain your current quality of life. Facts like that depress me. Is there anything you can do about it? Go to school some more? Find better jobs? Win the lottery?

I don't know what i want to do with my life, but i do know what i want out of it and what things i would like to attain (i'm so fucking shallow). But hey, who doesn't like nice things. The important thing is to not let those things define you. If you get them cool, if not no biggie you'll get to experience other things in life. Enough of this bullshit, i'm gonna get ready to get FUCKING SMASHED on the pub crawl on saturday. The irony does not escape me.........

Hungover on a Sunday afternoon

2006-04-30T22:56:00.000-07:00

The culmanation of 3 days of heavy drinking have finally caught up with me. I'm probably going to end up spending the whole day vegging out and i'm going to try and recount the events of last night.

Saturday afternoon was spent trying to recover from a night of drunkeness and 4 hours sleep. The Oilers end up taking game 5 and are on their way to kicking Detroits ass. By about 7 i'm good to go and ring up Pat for the details of his birthday

Cast of Characters

Pat
Jessie
Jay Jonah
Keith
Chris (keiths gf's, sisters bf)
Pam
Fred
Katie
Angela
Ryan
Pannich
lots more, refer to pats post.

Location: 60 Castle Keep

We slowly gather at pats to hit some beers before the Druid. The calgary game was on and we discuss the merits of the Mighty Ducks and how they are reportedly dropping the "Mighty" from their name next season. Were they ever Mighty? Pat is mixing some sort of drink in a generic plastic beer cup. He seems to down about half a dozen of these drinks before we leave. Mrs. Johnstone tells us to keep Pat under control tonight, i'm not too sure how well that is going to go. I'm drinking the beer of choice MGD and down a few of those and one of pat's mixes before we go. There are too many of us to cram in Jocelyns car so Jonah has to take his car.

Once we are downtown we swing by and pick up Jocelyn's cousin Michelle. While we are waiting i decide to take a piss and go by the Dentists place across the street. Pat decides to join me. Im busy pissing on thie cobblestone wall when i spot a man walking his dog comming towards us. I alert Pat but hes already done. I on the other hand had to stop the flow and button up my pants to prevent exposing myself.

There isn't a line but inside its pretty busy and we are the last of the bunch to get there. Right away i get myself a guiness and me and pat do some tequila slammers. At the table are the old navy girls and Katie. I'm introduced to an old navy girl i've never met before, Ashley. She has crazy hair but otherwise seemed like a cool girl. By now i'm feeling pretty drunk and Jessie looks like he is cut as well. On the other end of the table are some of Pam's brothers friends. I didn't know who was who, was never introduced, and made no effort to talk to them. Besides i didn't get a good vibe from them, little did i know some of them had a problem with Pat for some reason or another.

I saw Marco for a short time there, he was driving and i was very dissappointed he wasn't getting crazy tonight. After what happened last night i thought he would be good for round 2 with some other croatians. I guess he had prior engagements at Ezzies and some other place, and he left shortly after i got there with Matt. At some point i see an old aquaintance, Disco Stu. At one point he was dating Jocelyns sister for a while. We had some sort of drink later on in the night don't remember what it was but it wasn't very good. Jocelyn and Michelle left early since Michelle was leaving for Saskatoon on monday and had some stuff to to the next day before she left. It was around this time that Shanna and her friend showed up. Don't remember her name, but i do remember that last week she was throwing ice at some dude at the Globe, i think she was drunk. Anyways, Shanna is having a pub crawl next week and managed to get some of us to buy tickets i'm not sure who is really going at this point. Hopefully it will be as fun as Lauras was and you can read all about it here.

Most of the night was spent at the table chatting and drinking. The Druid isn't the kind of place where you can easily walk around. Ryan was absent most of the night, when i went to look for him i saw that he was busy with some girl. Later i would see them on the dance floor. I wonder what would become of that. Somewhere in the mix shawn harris showed up, don't know who he was with but he hung out with us for a bit. Nothing was really going on and i had about enough to drink and was feeling hungry. Pannich was leaving and i would be the only one leaving with him.

As usual we made our stop at wendys for some late night grub. No spicy ckicken for me tonight, instead i would get a chickenstrip combo and a chili. I was surprised at how early it was and stumbled in the door around 1:30.

The Druid Debacle

2006-04-30T22:49:00.000-07:00

Saturday the 29th was a joint birthday for Pam and myself and the celebrations were going to be held at the Druid North. However the day would begin much earlier as the Oilers were playing the Red Wings in game 5 at around 1:00pm.

On a side note I find myself becoming more and more angry at the simplest things, so at some point I feel I may just implode or spontaneously combust. That being said I'm going to use it as my excuse for this otherwise drab evening.

The Players:

Pat
Jessie
Jay Jonah

Location: The Crown
Time: 1:00pm

Not much happened this early in the day other than a few amusing stories told to each other in an old run down bar. At one point in time the Crown used to be some what of a decent place to go but after a few years of management changes and "theme" changes it's turned into a dank (and not the good kind of dank) little corner bar. With a cliental that includes the majority of the cities rejects and not one decent screen to watch the game it's some what of a desperate last resort. On the upside though the Oilers won and at 3 bucks a beer my resentment towards what the place had slowly vanished with each swig I took. After kickin' around for a bit we deicided to regroup and meet up around 7 for some pre-drinking.

The Players:

Pat
Bryan
Jessie
Jay Jonah
Keith
Chris
Fred
Pam
Katie
Angela
Jocelyn
Michelle
Ryan
Jason
Marco
Lindsey
Ashley
Francine
Becky
Laura
Chris (Lauras bf)
Shanna
Vannessa
Sean H
Pams brother
all his douche bag friends and relatives

Location: The Keep
Time: 7:00pm

After the standard barage of calls for last minute details the usual suspects began to arrive at my place to start the drinking festivities. Still getting over the strep that had put me out of commission the previous weekend I was looking forward to punishing my throat with a variety of beverages that night. While rummaging through the fridge and liquor cabinet I realized that I had an assortment of alcoholic mixes and liquors that were getting up there in age so finishing them off would be my goal for the evening. Based on what I had, the poison I would start with would be a Killer Kool-aid (1oz vodka, 1/2oz amaretto, 1/2oz melon, equal parts cranberry + soda water). For a drink that tastes good but takes forever to get you drunk the key to drinking these was to drink as many as possible as fast as possible. Watching the game as we drank we all expressed our disgust for the Calgary Flames and joked about how we weren't actually going out and that we would be staying in to continue drinking. For the most part I think I would have prefered to do just that.

Location: Jocelyn's Car
Time: 9:30pm

For b-day packages and whatnot the Druid wants the birthday boy/girl to be there before 9:30, but not really giving a damn we ended up leaving a little after that time. Jocelyn would once again be our "to the bar" DD for the night. Taking Bryan and myself we headed downtown where we would pick up Michelle as per usual. Along the way I was grilled about the content of this blog and some questionable comments made about certain peoples driving, but it was all in good fun. Once arriving at Michelle's both Bryan and myself had to exit to relieve ourselves knowing Black Peter would be awaiting us at the bar. Seeing as we were at our normal pit stop we both decided to piss on the dentists property again, this time however Bryan had to pinch his off as a man walking his dog headed in our direction. After piling back into the car I got a call from my sis asking where we were cause Pam's crew had taken over both of the reserved tables. Being only minutes away not much thought was given to it as our group is pretty nomadic and has the ability to infiltrate and over take even the best of tables.

Location: The Druid
Time: 10:00pm

During the short walk from where we parked to the bar I already began to notice that my blood was up and I was in a bad mood. Most people have a certain drink or type of beer that is their achilles heel and puts them in a bad mood or makes them easy to set off. Maybe it was all the old flat tasting alcohol I had consumed but it seemed as though I had been drinking Johnny Walker Red by the pint cause I was gettin' in the mood to fight a nigga or two. As we entered the bar the bouncer wished me a happy birthday and this nice gesture calmed me down a bit. Once inside our group was easy find and the mood lightened as we all greeted each other and joked around.

Almost as soon as I finshed talking to the last person I was taken to the bar for a line-up of shots, drop shots, and a tasty tequila slammer courtesy of Bryan. While standing at the bar a bouncer came to me and told me to tuck in my chain (I suppose so I couldn't show anyone what gang I was associated with, Fighting Mongooses Forever biatch!) I offered to do him one better and took it off. I think about this time Pam came to me, wished me the b-day thing and gave me a $5 voucher from the Druid, which I ended up using to by my sis a drink with later in the night. Around this time I met Pam's brother and his retarded monkey friends all of which threatened to in one way or another kick my ass for some reason that was never clearly defined to me. This boiled my blood over and ruined my night, it was all down hill from there. By the time the last one said his piece I had had enough and told him to step up whenever he wants. What I wanted to and should have done was grabbed the martini glass that was on the bar, broke of the stem, cut myself and stabbed the fuckin' guy in the heart all the while saying "he cut me first". I will always dislike them. Fucking douche bags.

After that I went and sat down at the table for the majority of the remainder of the night. Every so often I would get up to have a drink bought for me, or buy one for myself, or to go to the bathroom. On my first trip to the can I was surprised to see no Black Peter and was relieved to see that he was not there on any of my other trips that night. It was nice to see that Lindsey, Becky, and the enigma that is Ashley had come out to celebrate and I spent alot of time talking to them while trying to cool down. I didn't see much of Francine that night but I do remember her telling me "I hate you, I hate you, I don't even know you but I hate your guts". At one point I called her boyfriend a douche and told him to get the fuck away from my table because he was a douche. Jocelyn then offered to buy me a drink and I told her that if she bought me a bottle of MGD I'd marry her, she did and we agreed I'd propose later. At some point in the night the majority of the people left and a few stragglers came. Shanna showed up with her friend Vannessa and as promised if she showed up to my b-day I'd show up to hers so I bought a pub-crawl ticket. We bumped into Sean H and I remeber seeing him a bunch of times that night. I don't recall seeing much of Jessie that night and not sure if he was drunk and working his charm and magic I figured I'd try and fill in. Not being able to do his patented tiger growl and use his invisible rope to pull girls in, I did the best I could come up with which was a simple but drunken kiss of the hand. I believe at one point Jessie did dance on a table but where I was I do not know.

A handful of us is all that remained and I had been stewing in my drunken anger for a little over 3hrs. Pam's brother and his friends had all left but at that point it didn't matter, I was ready to beat down or get beat down all I needed was some yeg to give me a reason. Enter dude with hat and his friend, dude with glasses. I don't know why they did it and it probably wasn't anywhere as bad as I thought it was, but dude in the hat grabbed Chris' head from behind and started shaking it. Well these guys just volunteered. Before doing anything I checked with Chris to see if he knew these guys and he said he didn't. I took a walk around the bar to find them but came up empty. About 10min later I had to take a piss and I guess so did Keith cause he was headed in that direction. After what I imagine was some drunken conversation in the washroom we both head back out into the madness that was winding down as it was last call. From here I believe Keith took a right and took the more direct route back to our tables, I hung a left to do a walk around. Almost immediately someone bumped into me right by the back doors and as I turned to accept their apology I saw it was dude with glasses with his friend dude with hat. Before they can say anything I start accusing them of grabbing my friends head and whatnot. Everything esscalted pretty quick and dude with glasses and I began pushing each other. I was then grabbed from behind by someone other than the two I confronted.

Location: Curb outside Druid
Time: 2:30am

As I sat outside in the drizzling rain I came to the conclusion that I was alone so I began calling everyone that I remember being inside. After a number of failed attempts and a call to Bryan who was already at home and in bed, I got a call back from Keith who told me they were just rounding everyone up and they'd be outside right away. Once everyone was outside and filled in on the situation we all started to head to Papa John's for something to eat. Along the way Pam and Jessie busted up some sign and then busted it up again about 10 min later. After eating a couple pizzas and being bothered by some guy that I figuered was a creeper we headed out into the rain to try and hail a cab. Ryan caught up with us at this point after a chase he was on went sour. I believe the remaining people with us were Jessie, Pam, Katie, Ryan, Fred, Keith, Chris, and myself. Now after a bunch of failed attempts to call for a cab by a severly drunk Pam we all headed into the Mac's to get out of the rain. After about 15 min inside the Mac's I had had about enough and wondered out into the rain to catch a cab. In about 2 min I had a van cab waiting for us and we all started to pile in, it was then that the driver said that 8 was too many and he could only take 7 people. So me and Keith decide we'll just grab a regular cab for the two of us and everyone else can stay in the van. I then hail another cab and Keith and I both start to get into it but the van cab hasn't left yet. Everyone then starts to pile out of the van so we go and see what's up only to have both the van cab and our cab pull away and leave us in the rain. As Jessie see's this he hurls his Nestea down the street and at the cabs only to just miss them by a foot or two. Fuck Yellow Cab. Now we're both pretty pissed off and I'm absolutley soaked so we blatantly walk out into the street and force the next two cabs to stop, before the driver even speaks to me I'm already sitting shotgun waiting for the rest to pile in.

The cab ride home was pretty tame, the driver told us that Yellow Cab is shit and smack talked them for a bit. Everyone was dropped off at my place and the respective drivers having sobbered up drove home.

Thanks to everyone who came out, it was much appreciated.

It was still a terrible night.

Hungover on a Saturday Afternoon

2006-04-30T19:07:00.000-07:00

So i get home at around noon after crashing on Michelle's futon for the night. The Oilers play an early afternoon game today and hope they can take the lead in the series. I didn't end up going to too many places last night so recalling everything won't be too difficult.

Cast of Characters:

Ryan
Ryan's firefighting buddy
Ross
Adriano
Pannich
Marco
Steve
Michelle
Rebecca

Friday started out a little late. I get up around 1 and decide that i need to head back to school one last time to get all my shit from my locker. I take my books to the bookstore since they are doing buy backs around this time for september. Alas, the U of A found one last way to screw me. The lady said they were offering 11 bux for one book, i told her it wasn't worth it and i'd rather keep it. For the other book they said there was going to be a new edition for next term so they weren't even buying them back, i paid 120 bux for that book back in january, and i barely used the damn thing.

I get home around 6 and grab some dinner. Ryan calls me and tells me he wants me to come with him to give out these passes for a firefighter after party at the Bank. I don't really want to go but i agree to help. Ryan comes over at like 9:30 and tells me we have to burn some time before we get his buddy. This allows me some time to crack a couple more beers before we go.

We finally get to the Bank at around 10:45. I had only been to the Bank only once before and it had been on a wednesday night. On wednesday nights they have a dollar drink special for ladies and 3 bux for everyone else, on all drinks. Tonight i didn't expect it to be as busy as then but busy nonetheless. Inside wasn't impressed on the lack of people here. Ryan's buddy wasn't happy either, we had to give these passes out to hot girls after all, and no one was here. Ryan and i didn't have much success giving these out, and after about half an hour and a guiness later we all head to Globe and hope to pass out more there. We avoid the massive line telling them we are fire fighters there to do some promo work. I'm surely not a firefighter but they let me in anyway. We don't even try to give any passes out, instead we head to a beer tub girl that ryan and his buddy know and tell her to give them out to hot girls. We leave 20 minutes later.

I call Pannich and he tells me him and Ross and Adriano are at Savoy. Other people were supposed to be on Whyte as well so i think we can get a crowd together tonight. Ryan and his friend aren't really in the mood to stay out so they just drop me off in front of Savoy. Marco and Steve are supposed to have 2 stops on whyte since they are on a pub crawl, and Jessie is at the Ironhorse with some family, but for now i was with Pannich Ross and Adriano. Savoy is a place i had always enjoyed up until a time when i was there with Jessie and the waitress accused us of running out on a bill the night before. Since then we took a leave from absence from that place. It was only recently that i started going back, i don't think that waitress works there anymore.

Inside I see Ross holding this monolithic glass in his hand. It can only be Hoegarrden. This beer is designed to be served in this massive glass, it probably amounts to about a pint and a half of beer. The beer itself has a yellow green color to it. It has little carbonation and has a mild taste. Easy to drink and easy to get drunk from. Adriano decides to get me a congratulatory Hoegarrden, after having one himself. By this time i can tell that Pannich and Ross are both pissed drunk. Adriano on the other hand was the driver. We aren't in there long and after Ross and I polish off our beers we leave. I receive a text from my buddie Nick Knight, he's at Cook County and we decide to head there.

Whyte, like the night before was really busy and there were crowds everywhere. In particular was a crowd at the corner of Hudsons. For some reason there was this fat nasty native chick dancing on the corner. She was dressed very skimpy and was disgusting to watch. I wanted to document this event on my camera phone but this chick made me feel bad about it. She asked me why i wanted to video it, i replied "because it was funny". She then continued on this rant i tuned around at this point and walked away, the video wasn't worth listening to this self righteous bitch. Up the block i'm surprised to see that there is not much of a line at Cook County. While we were at the door for some reason i decided i didn't want to go in, the others agreed and we left. We made our way back to whyte. It as at this time that Michelle called me. She had been at BP's downtown getting drunk with some of her accounting friends. I guess it was the end of tax seasson, at least thats the only reason i could think of that would make them drink so heavily. I told her to meet us at Stolis, even though i knew we probably wouldn't be in there. Its better then saying "yeah we don't know where we are gonna go" so you tell them meet somewhere arbitary and when they go there and they call you, tell them where you actually are at the time. Somehow the walk from Cook County to the corner at second cup was enough time for Michelle and her friend Rebecca to get to Stolis. So when i received their call we waited for them across the street. Besides Ross had to piss in the ally and Pannich went to vommit. We decide to hit up some place that wasn't too loud so we go to Devlins.

Inside it wasn't busy at all so we had our pick of seats. It was at this time that Marco and Steve decide to join us. Their last stop on the pub crawl was at Bar Wild so they decided to ditch that shit box and come get more drunk with us. Not much happend at Devlins i had two triple martinis which was pretty much enough to put me over the edge. Michelle was drunk already, i don't think i've seen her really drunk before tonight. Ross was talking to Michelle the whole time we were there so i kept Rebecca company, which i was more then happy to do. The rest of the boys sat at a booth drinking their martinis. I was unaware of the time but they were shutting the bar down and they were kicking us out. Adriano was the only driver so we had to cram all of us in there sans Rebecca. She went to meet some other friends. As we cross the river going north we decide we are in the mood for some late night Dennys.

As we drive up the hill we see this caddie drive up next to us. Their windows are down as are all of ours and some words were exchanged. I can't remember what was said but they seemed to take offence. Marco mentioned that they were croatians something about him beating up one of the guys in the cars brother. They decide to follow us to the Dennys parking lot, which was a pretty stupid idea since there are 5 of us and two of these croat homeboys. We park and we all get out and start yelling at them. The passenger seems enraged at Ross, and proceeds to step out of the car. I thought the croat was dumb enough to take a swing at Ross, the result of which would be 4 guys stepping in and stomping this bitch in. I didnt' really want to see things escalate and told him to get back in the car and drive the fuck home. He complied much to the chagrin of of Marco since he was ready throw his weight around. We go inside Dennys and take a look at the wait, almost instantly Adriano says "lets go". So we head out. Ross and I head back to Michelles apartment with her and the rest are taken home by adriano. Her apartment was a couple blocks away but the weather was perfect for a drunken walk. Somewhere around her building ross dissappears to piss, and I end up peeing on the wall of this building which i would identify to Ross and Michelle the next day.

Inside her place we end up just sitting around watching something on tv. I'm still hungry and we brainstorm some food ideas. At time of night nothing would be open. So i decided i would make use of Michelle's kitchen. I open up the fridge and make use of whatever i can : some chicken breast, snow peas, onion, garlic, some frozen noodles. In about 10 minutes i had turned her kitchen into a disaster area but more importantly i had fried up some tasty noodles, Ross would agree. I tried to clean up as best i could but from what i was told i didn't do a good job. Ross and i would have to share the lumpy futon, but i wasn't about to complain since it was better then the floor. I believe we got to sleep around 5:30. We were awaken by my cell phone at like 9:30 which i failed to answer, mostly due to my disinterest in talking to Pannich while my head was thumping. Ross turned the NFL draft on and i tried to go back to sleep but couldn't. We left her place at around noon. The car ride home was terrible, and i felt disoriented the whole time. I couldn't imagine being Ross and having to drive himself home to the Park.

All in all it was a fun night and an awful morning. The game will be good and i hope we can take this one. All i know is that i'm going to do it all again later tonight.

Hungover on a Friday afternoon

2006-04-28T11:26:00.000-07:00

This post is going to be sketchy since i can't really remember the order of events or all the random people i ran into last night. Plus being as smashed as an indian on pay day doesn't help in recalling events.

Cast of Characters:

Ryan Smith

many more that i'll mention as i go along

Yesterday was the last day in my long university career. Its hard to believe i spent more time there then high school. I wrote my last exam and i need to get crazy and a thursday night was just the cure. I had been hoping many more people would join in on the debachary but everyone has these things called jobs and had to work in the morning. My only saving grace was Ryan since he's got this fucked up schedule where he is on 4 days then off 4 days. This was the beginning of his off time so he wanted to indulge in some thursday night specials as well.

The night started at my place. The 4th game in the oiler series was going on and i decided to pick up ryan at the first intermission. Along the way i tried to round up some troops but was only denied with responses like, "i gotta work tomorrow, and i'm tired" - jessie and " i'm not gonna let you sucker me in today so i can feel like shit in the morning" - marco. In calling marco i accidently called korie who was, is still in vegas. He messaged back saying he was watching blue man group. Who does that? This is a hockey town, go find a place and watch the game, its vegas, the sports betting capital of the world i'm sure they have the game on somewhere. But hey, it WAS the blue man group, i'd check them out if i had a chance too. We end up at our usual liquor store and ryan says he want's something easy drinking. That can only mean bitch beer. So we decide on a 15 pack of bud light. It also came with a free NHL hat too, they ran out of oilers hats naturally, so ryan pick up a leafs hat.

The second period had already started and by then the oilers had evened it up at 2. We both had a bunch more beer i showered and the oilers lose, to cut a long story short. I get my bro to drive us to whyte. Whyte at this point looks pretty busy with the end of exams and disappointed oiler fans plus the regular thursday night crowd i see its going to be a good night. We get dropped off outside bar wild. Not really a line but we avoid that place like we avoid Rum. We continue down the street and decide to check out Filthy Mcnasties. That place sure is nasty. There was no one inside but i had to pee so bad and it was the closest place. I came out and had a jagerbomb with ryan. The place was pretty dead so we left for the next place. We walked by squires and the line was huge, i don't know why they started lining up everyone outside it creates this huge traffic problem on the sidewalk and plus people in line are drunk and people walking by are drunk and stupid shit starts happening.

The key to getting people into your bar are signs outside telling passing people like me and ryan what kinda deals are inside. Pretty much any bar that had a sign and a decent special we went into. The first such place was thirsty turtle. The sign said 3.00 high balls and 1 dollar kokanee glasses. 1 dollar? Shit, we were in there. Unfortunately they were changing the keg on the kokanee so me and ryan did a shot of Jose gold. At this point Lisa texts me and tells me she is at wolley bulleys. So we decide not to wait to the kokanee and head there. Along the way we see another sign, this time for the attic. 3 dollar everything. We climb those fucking stairs and to no surprise its dead inside. 2 redbull and vodkas and off we go.

We round the corner at the strat hotel and are surprised to see that there is not much of a line at wolleys. Outside ryan and i engage in some small talk with 2 asian chicks. They were asking us about where we had been that night and we told them a bunch of different places. They both expressed interest in going to the strippers. This caught mine and ryans interest. They talked about how they enjoyed looking at hot girls, and how they liked boobs. They kept saying they love how they feel and "they are like so round" said one of them as she grabbed and carressed her own. After a brief chat we got inside and never saw them or their breasts again.

Once inside i spotted Lisa right away. I didn't recognize any of the people she was with her boyfriends friends i guess. Ryan got me some rye and coke, specials here were 3 dollar hiballs. I see a trend.... At a nearby table i spot Allyson. She is someone i "saw" for a short time last summer. Korie and Denny are always busting my balls asking me " you get your dvd's back yet?" assholes. This requires some background story, i lent her some movies back in september and that was the last time i had seen her or my dvd's. Over the next couple months we maintained contact through email and messenger but towards feburary we kinda stopped talking. At no point did i ever give up on getting my movies back, i still have her home number (she had broken her cell a while back, dropped it in the toilet) and i could have shown up on her door step and demanded them back but that would have been the asshole thing to do, but as some of you know i am that asshole. I digress, so we chatted for like 20 minutes talked about what we have been up to and such. She is supposed to call me today but i'll report later about how that goes.

At this point i get a drink for myself and ryan. We recognized the bartender Alicia. She used to work for mixer, she is friends with chris, and aquaintanced with us. She said she started at wolleys a month ago, i asked her to make me something good. Sh gave me a rum and coke. I dispise rum and ryan and i could bearly choke it down. Terrible, just terrible. Lisa was there with some other people as well and turns out i know them two. Angie, who went to o'leary and graduated with some of us, and Benji. Both of them were on my vollyball intramurals team, the result was a loss in the final to a team in a higher division then us. Fuck and i wanted a campus rec shirt too. Well they decide to go to iron horse so they leave and ryan an i tell them we'll meet them there in like 5, we still had those shit rum and cokes to drink. We finish our drinks and head to ironhorse and see lisa and the rest of them approaching behind us. Turns out iron horse isn't even open on thursday. Weird i could have sworn the bartender from pats post that was making us all those damn fine drinks told me there was a special on thursday for those tasty martinis.

We head back across the street and i see i guy holding a mop and another guy holding a foldable chair. I as the guy to hit the other guy while he is moping the sidewalk and he obliges. The result was the first pic in the post. We then go to back room vodka bar. Another stop that can be attributed to the sign on the side walk. Inside its moderately busy. As i piss the guy next to me says there are 2.25 shots of tequila. Sweet i'm game. I offer one to ryan but he declines i give it to benji instead. We leave, ryan has a bitter taste in his mouth and it wasn't the shit kokanee he was drinking, it was the fact that the bartender mischarged him for that shit kokanee.

We continue west down whyte and i see a girl that was in my vollyball class, she drunkenly hugs me, i barely spoke to her in class and didn't know her name, but you know drunk people. From across the street Lisa suggests that we go to thirsty turtle, maybe they finally got that keg connected and i can get some dollar beer. We go in and turns out no more beer. We get some 3 dollar highballs instead. Ryans sees one of his buddies from fire fighting school and decides he'll meet us at the next bar later. Little did i know that would be the last that i saw ryan for the night.

The next stop was the one, there was no one inside. Probably like 15 people. Don't know why we were there. I did have an interesting conversaion with some guys about football. One guy was a st louis fan and they were arguing about what team was better the rams when warner ran it and faulk was at his peak, or the colts from the last couple seasons. In my opinion i think the rams but only because they won a super bowl and the whole indy thing last year about going undefeated was probably more because of a softer schedule then how good they were. Lisa and i left her friends there and decided to get ice cream. I don't remember how ice cream came up but we both wanted it. We walked to macs and Lisa bought me a drum stick with maple flavoured icecream. You can see her ear her's above. As we walk back to the busier part of whyte this homeless guy asks us for money. Feeling generous Lisa hands him a five and i give him whatever i had in change in my pocket like 3 bucks or so. I felt i did my good deed for the night and decide more drinking is in order. Unfortunately we never did manage to get into another bar that night. We never went back to the one and decided to go back to wolleys, Benji and the others would meet us there. Inside macs i got a call from a very drunk Kim, she is Eptons long time girlfriend. We told her to meet us at wollys and she said she would come. As we round the corner at strat Lias gets a call telling us to wait for them, somehow they had ended up behind us. I decide to sit on the sidewalk, but a girl on the bench slides over and offers me a seat. She on the bench with her friend having a cigarette. I don't remember their names but Lisa might. We talked about the usual stuff, what do you do, where have you been tonight etc. Usually if you start talking to a girl and she has a boyfriend she will let you know within 2 minutes. One of them dropped one of those " oh my boyfriend......" lines so i knew i shouldn't try anything with her. They offered me and lisa some of their cigarrette. Lisa seemed like she needed a cigarette everywhere we went. Kim called and turns out she was across the street. I asked her to wave her hand in the air so i could see her and i did the same, its kinda funny seeing someone wave across the street when you are on the phone with them. She came and sat down with us. The two girls decided to leave. I thought the one without the boyfriend was cute and Lisa agreed. As she left we told her that we both thought we was hot she waived at us and crossed the street.

Benji and lisa's other friend come and and we all try to get back into wolley bullys but i guess at this point they weren't letting people in. We turn around and go to funky pickle instead. My pizza had some sort of sausage on in, i wish they had the spinnich pizza but no such luck. Outside i spot some people that were in my class that wrote that last exam with me earlier in the day. One girl Jess, i was familier with, we were in a bunch of classes together but never really talked up until now. I guess when you are drunk people will talk to everyone. Turns out she is talking a year off and is going back to do her PHD in marketing. Don't think i could handle another 2-3 years of school. I always had a small crush on her but even in this state and at this point ( i would never see her at school again) i couldn't do anything about it. Lisa offered to go over and talk to her but i denied her, that would make me look like even more of a pussy. I call ryan at this point and he is at squires. I tell him we are leaving and he should come meet us if he want's a ride with us, he tells us to leave without him. He would later call me and not leave a message the mesage center said it was at like 3am, my phone was dead by that time anyways. We make our way back to lisas car and before i get in i take a piss the toyota car deadership trailer.

The ride home was a blur of shit sean paul and some other stuff i didn't recognize from lisas speakers. I don't remember what time i got home around 3 i think. I woke up this morning knowing the next 2 nights will be more of the same.

Marco's Birthday Pic's

2006-04-20T10:10:00.000-07:00

I'm not going to post another blog on this same event, however I will provide a link to the pictures from the night:

http://spaces.msn.com/korie83/PersonalSpace.aspx?_c11_PhotoAlbum_spaHandler=TWljcm9zb2Z0LlNwYWNlcy5XZWIuUGFydHMuUGhvdG9BbGJ1bS5GdWxsTW9kZUNvbnRyb2xsZXI%24&_c11_PhotoAlbum_spaFolderID=cns!772DB30AC039B2A!265&_c=PhotoAlbum&_c02_owner=1

Enjoy...

Marco's 20th at the I-Ho

2006-04-19T13:36:00.000-07:00

Saturday the 15th at the Iron Horse would be the setting for this drama filled evening. With an obliterated Marco, an insulating pick-up line (Adriano, Ross, Jason), round 2 with Francine, a man-whore in Jessie, a break down by Pam, and a black mans flying hat. I will state that what follows is what I remember and how things played out as I perceived them, if you don't agree then write a blog yourself......dick.

The Players:
Marco
Bryan
Pat
Jocelyn
Michelle
Pam
Ryan
Ross
Adriano
Jason
Shaun
Ashley (Shauns girl)
Keith
Jessie
Ruben
Jenna
Other Z girls
Fred
Francine
Lindsey
Korie
Black Peter
and others...

So this night started at Marco's around 5pm though I didn't get there till some time after 7pm. I finished work at 5pm and headed over to where Francine was working to hammer out some last minute deatails. The details were shotty at best so I left them in the hands of some higher power (luckily they worked out minus one girl). When I got home I realized I would have to fend for myself if I was to eat that night, so I popped some Hot Pockets into the microwave and proceeded to get ready knowing I was already late. Keith, having volunteered to drive that night, was to pick me up and give me a ride over to Marco's so I wouldnt have to leave my car there. Running even later when I got the call from Keith I told him to come in while I finish eating my sub-par Hot Pockets. Now something unusual happened as not only Keith came in and sat down but also Ross, an odd pairing at best. So after a quick call from Pam saying she wanted to catch a ride too, we all hopped into the car and headed on our way.

Location: Korie and Marco's

When we arrived everything was in full swing and most were already planning different ways of getting down to Whyte. With people watching the end of the Lightening game in one room and others playing Fifa in the next we all talked bullshit and cut each other down. Outside of the occasional "Rooney" as Keith popped one in for Man. U in Fifa the other room was quite. MGD was the choice beer aside from Ryans triple threat of PC which he was more than happy to tip back. With the last of the stragglers wondering in we laid down the plans of attack on how to get to our destination. Seeing as we had a large number in our posse cabs seemed the likely choice until we delayed Jocelyn long enough to miss her ice cream date so she could drive us.

Location: Jocelyn's Car

As we uneasily manueverd our way through the streets of Edmonton I came to the conclusion that though not yet the perfect driver Jocelyn was multiple times better than she was in the past. Our car consisted of Jocelyn, Bryan (though to much debate), Pam, Ryan who would later be traded for Michelle, and myself. After dropping off ryan we headed to Michelle's where I had to exit to take a must needed piss, the closest available washroom being a bush beside a dentists office. As Michelle walked toward the car I commented that it would have been funny if Jessie was with us as those two have a bit of history.

Location: Iron Horse
Time: 10:00pm

As we arrived at the I-ho there was no line so it was straight in. After conversing with one of the bouncers about some late arriving members of our party (Freddy and Francine) I continued on in and regrouped with the rest of guys. First off I must say that the MGD they served there tasted like piss so that was off our menu quick. Though nicley cut by now I continued drinking though slightly holding back knowing that if I crossed paths with Francine her competative edge would kick in and it would be another drink fest. Around this point nine different people lined up a variety of drinks, shots, and drop shots for Marco which he would put back almost simultaneously. I figuered now was time to take another piss break so I headed upstairs to meet Black Peter. After a brief encounter with Peter the birthday boy stumbled through the door not looking so good, though he didn't throw up Black Peter told us he'd have to call security if he did. After smoothing things over with the bathroom attendant with promises of increased tips from the birthday party we headed back out into the chaos.

As I made my way back to our booth I bumped into a rather bubbley Jocelyn and Michelle who were just coming off the dance floor. Now for a girl that gets drunk off one shot (literally one shot of sour puss does this girl in, man if I were like that) she's always fun to hang around with considering she almost never drinks. So we all headed back to the booth and happened to bump into Kim who is the long time girl of Sean ( old homeboy) and after catching up we finally made it to our seats. Lindsey happened to show up at this point shortly followed by Freddy and Francine who immediatley wanted to get drunk. After trying to tell me what had happened while she was closing up shop she orderd what has seemed to become our usual of 3 shots of tequila each. We downed those, I introduced her around to some friends she remembered and others she was just meeting.

At this point Keith, Jocelyn, and Michelle left leaving us minus two drivers but those spots were filled with Lindsey and Fred. The booze began to flow as a bartender in a white shirt began to make Bryan different cocktails and other mixed drinks. Soon what had started out as Bryan became Bryan and myself, then soon enough that became Brayn, myself, and about 6 others. Challenging him everytime we went up to the bar he came through in fine style as everyone was pleased with the taste of the drinks. Soon after this and another pit stop in the washroom I had my first uncomfortable conversation with an admittedly drunk Pam. I then encountered Jessie and Ruben mackin' style upstairs with the Club Z girls. Jessie had his hands full of the sisters that were both sandwhiched on top of him while they looked to be dry-humping his body and grabbing his junk. Well played my friend...well played. Ruben and I both gazed on in astonishment as this 3 person triangle wriggled and writhed only to abruptly stop as the girls got up and said it was time to go. Jessie and Ruben also left, not to leave, only to conquer the rest of the bar. The remainder of the night inside the bar isn't much more then flashes in my mind but I can tell you that I drank more, denied the girls a dance, and watched Premier League highlights.

As we all prepared to leave (our numbers being reduced to Fred, Jessie, Bryan, Ruben, Pam, Lindsey, Francine, and myself) I had my second awkward and uncomfortable conversation with Pam. This time I think something in her broke. Possibly caused by stress. As we left she did the "walk off on my own, possibly home to cool down" thing to which Lindsey reeled her in and they walked ahead of the group together. The rest of us laughed and joked as we made the long trek to the cars, to which I was astonished how far they did actually park. At one point I assumed it was on the other side of a giant dirt mound which sent Bryan hurtling at full speed up the hill to challenge any takers at "King of the Hill". Thankfully no one accpeted the challenge. We then all stood around the two cars trying to decide who was going with who. Francine grabbed her fancy expensive Louis Vuitton bag out of Freddy's car as she would ride with Lindsey. I've often wondered where Kid Gorgeous gets her strength from but after giving that bag a lift I've come to the conclusion that as she sits in class or on break at work she must do arm curls cause that bag was damn heavy. So we pile into the cars figuring the guys go with Fred and the girls with Lindsey only to have a last minute change where the girls want me in their car. Feeling that it was something I said or something I had done the last place I want to be is riding home in the car with Pam. So as I climb in I promise the guys anything said or done will end up on the blog, to which they all have a good chuckle.

Location: Lindsey's Car

I hop into the back of the car with Francince as Lindsey is the driver and Pam is sitting shotty. The tension felt is apparent to me but perhaps to no one else. As we made our way to Tim's on 153, I lay drunkenly slouched in the back with Francine. She then gets the chance to finish telling me about how she locked the stores keys in the washroom at work while getting ready to go out. Apparently she also left a curling iron plugged in and had to get the opening key holder to come and unlock the door. We arrive at Tim's and Lindsey snaps some unwanted pics of us before we get out of the car.

Location: Tim Hortons

We all go in and grab something to eat, something that had been done the previous week as Jessie and Bryan comment on how good the soup is again. Pam seemingly looks upset so Jessie does his best to console her. He then notices that her hand is cut up from an apparent pole punch she did some time earlier in the night. I crack jokes to Freddy about downstocking at work and how it was like feeding a fat kid hamburgers, Francine then proceeds to lable me with a couple of jabs to the stomach and arms. As we leave Pam is the first out the door in another attempted to walk home, Bryan this time is the one to drag her back. Once again we all pile into the cars, this time I make the decision to ride with the guys as my patience with what is happening is running thin.

Location: Freds Car

What should have been a nice short ride for me turned into an almost hour journey as Freddy being the ever nice guy drove Ruben back downtown to be with his woman. On the ride back Fred explains to me how Rubens hat flew off. Rounding the corner on 137th the car began to make a strange hissing noise, Freddy thinks it might be his tire loosing air so Ruben sticks his head out the window to check. His hat gets blown off and lands in the intersection at North City so Ruben yells out "My Hat! We have to go back". So they pull a u-turn at Leons and start heading back, seeing no cars in the area Fred figures it'll be ok to stop in the intersection but as they pull up they see a lone car heading straight for the hat. Just like it would happen in a movie everything seemed to go in slow-motion as Ruben yelled out "Nooooooo!!". Luckily the car missed the hat by inches and Ruben was able to retrieve it from the street. As he climbed back into the car he explained how you can't wash a hat cause if you do you have to buy a new one. The rest of the ride was fairly unevetful as we first dropped of Bryan, then Jessie, and myself last.

It was a long night with it's ups and downs.

Marco Turns 20

2006-04-18T23:30:00.000-07:00

This is a story of Marco’s 20th birthday party (one perspective from one night of a planned week long extravaganza). My part of the tale begins at about 5 in the afternoon when I show up at Marco’s for a BBQ. Opening the door to Korie’s room, a blast of hot air and a wall of expletives hit me like a brick. It’s 300 degrees in this 6 foot damn cube and Ryan is angry….. Mike fucking Comrie just cranked a snapshot off Andrew Raycroft’s face and picks up his own rebound. Steve and I bust a nut as Phoenix goes on to beat Boston 9-5. Yeah, obviously this is Marco beating the shit out of Ryan on the PS2 (in case the Coyotes scoring more than 3 goals didn’t clue you in). That’s ok; cuz Ryan is shitfaced on not one, not two, but three different types of PC beer. (Original, Light, and Pilsener). Anyway, we decide to go cook some burgers outside and hang out in the balmy 5 degree weather. After nearly torching the place lighting the barbeque, Marco scrapes the toxic goo off the grill and we eat like kings. Next came the gifts. This was no gold and frankincense though. We bear no goodwill towards a guy on his 20th birthday. Keith starts it off by whipping a garbage bag at Marco’s feet. True, there was a nice Lacoste shirt in there, but who does that? Next, Jason shows up with a bottle of motor oil…. Oh wait, that’s a bottle of Tangle Ridge rye, straight out of the goddamn Appalachian Mountains. Then I wheel in the coup de grace. 4 innocent looking cans with the inauspicious name “Shok”. This shit was straight out of the bargain bin, and I’m pretty sure it had something worse than botulism breeding in there. Marco, however, is a glass half full kinda guy and we agree to slam back the first 2. Seconds later, Marco has a single tear running down his cheek and I have that classic “Something just shit in my mouth” look on my face. We get over it though and go our separate ways. While waiting to go to the bar, we watch the maple leafs get eliminated from the playoffs (yeah rough night for Ryan) and have our usual ultra retarded conversations. Shaun busts Bryan’s balls about getting money from his mom as we watch a young Jack Bauer in some shitty old movie that I can’t place the name of. I walk upstairs just in time to see Marco plough back the last of the Shok after playing a drinking game. The guy sprints to the sink: only to spit though. False alarm. Jalen laughs it up. He knows it’s only a matter of time. We get to the Iron Horse at about 10 o’clock. Amazingly, it doesn’t reek of fat people and rancid BO yet. Pumped, Shaun and I head straight to the bar and quickly down 6 vodka red bulls and scope out the surroundings. Adriano, Jason, and I come to the conclusion that only fatties and ugtards have come to this bar so early. We decide our pickup line for the night will be “Girl you look like SHIT”. Needless to say, none of us picked up a girl on this night. Meanwhile Jesse shows up like the pimp he is with Rueben a bunch of club Z sluts. And damn were they ever sluts. But you know Jesse was out there grinding his shit all night long like a true champion. Back to Marco….. apparently, he had already spewed since we got to the bar, and I’d really like to think it was my Shok that pushed him over the edge. Now he’s back though, and rallying. I shake my head, knowing 99% of the civilized world (myself included) would be face down in a puddle of puke (and possibly piss) after the booze beating he’s taken, but he is truly the King of Kings. Adriano decides it’s a good time to put Marco into an early coma, so he buys a shot of tequila and a shot of Crown. The Crown goes down smooth and easy as it always does, but Marco almost loses it under the bar after the tequila…. a short lived victory as he flies up the stairs to visit with whitey and blackie. (There’s no way I’m going to explain that one). Rhythm always gets theirs. Astonishingly, Marco rallies AGAIN and I can’t believe my eyes when I see him busting a move on the dance floor. This guy won’t quit! Clearly we can’t take this giant down so Jason, Bryan, Pam, a friend of Pat’s, and I enjoy the rest of the night hittin’ it up on the dance floor with Marco and his cousins. And as far as I know, Marco is still alive, although he was planning on going to Essie’s tonight, and hopefully we’ll see a post soon about round two of birthday madness.

Thursday night specials

2006-04-14T21:05:00.000-07:00

I have a couple days before i have to get down to studying so i thought tonight would be a fun night to go out even though i decided not to drink.

Cast of Characters:
Ryan
Pat
Pannich
Ross
Corey Butt (i assure you it is his real name)

Location: Whyte Ave
Time: 10:10

Whyte ave is packed tonight, its the busiest i've seen it since before winter. There are lines everywhere. We start out at Stollies since its thursday and they have $1.00 highballs. I'm surprised that there is a short line at Stolis, but we find out later why. When we get in we find out the dollar drink special was over at 10 so Pannich slams his 3 vodkas and we leave, it was shit inside anyways. I can't stand Stolli's unless i know we are going to be there for an hour or less. The next stop was the Attic. We passed by a sign that said there was a special there so we went in. Pretty much dead inside. I don't think i've ever seen the Attic busy. Pat and Ryan have about 6 then off to the next stop. There was no line at the Thirsty Turtle so we went in, the crowd was good, Pat and Ryan have another 3 each. We Jenny Schewtz inside and exchange pleasantries. We aren't in there long and head west. We are standing on the corner across the street from Chapters and decide to check out the Billiard Room. We are in and out in about 5 minutes. We are back on the corner trying to decide what to do. Ryan sees this girl that used to be into one of his firefighing classmates and they exchange numbers. Tonight Ryan is in one of those moods where he needs to find some tail so we head to the One. None of us want to go inside considering its shit in there and there is cover too. We look down the street at O'byrns and there is a pretty big line so that idea was scrapped. Pannich sees people that he used to work at from Buffalo, they try and convince him and the rest of us to come to the one, we think not. We head back east all the way to gateway blvd. Suite 69 and Wolley Bullys had a line. Savoy would be our next stop. Inside i had a beer reccommeded by Pat called steam anchor brewed in San fran. We sit by this ledge next to a table of 2 girls. Another one joins them shortly after. One girl really cute, short brown hair, blue green eyes and a green sweater, had a really high pitched sqeeky voice. Ross and i both agreed the voice made her more desireable. Had i been half cut i may have been compelled to talk to her, but sober i lack the gall. Pannich really wants to go back to the One to hang with his Buffalo buddies, he tells us of this short asian girl that would be there with a huge rack. This is still not enough to get me, Pat, and Ross inside. Outside we see Corey Butt on the balcony inside, Ryan and Pannich would soon join him, they assured us that they wouldn't be long. Ross decide sto leave, and me and Pat waited. When they came out we made our last stop at O'byrns since it was in the direction of my car and there was no line. It seems like everyone was having a good time inside except the smell was horrid. It smelled like BO and mildew. Ryan and Pannich try to hit on these two chicks upstairs. One of them turned out really weird but hot, the other one was nice but not so hot. They decided it wasn't worth it and we left and stopped by Wendy's for some spicy chicken on the way home.

end of classes day 2

2006-04-13T21:02:00.000-07:00

Cast of characters:
Ross (homeboy)
Ryan (homeboy)
Pannich (homeboy)
Angelo (bro of homeboy)
Lori (friend of my bro)
Amanda (friend of my bro, a brogley)
the rest are U of A:
Amanda
Catherine
Laurie
Lisa (oleary)
Jasmine
Shelly
Tom
Clarence
Duang (oleary)
Chris (oleary)
Alex (oleary)
Simon (oleary)
Anya (friend of Courtney who went to oleary)
Brittney (friend of Courtney who went to oleary)
Olivia (friend of Courtney who went to oleary)
Olav
cute blonde chick with blue eyes (olavs friend)
blue rimmed glasses girl with purple streaks (olavs friend)
Eric
girl in one of my classes with Eric

Location : Business building
Time: 12:30

I get to school and wait for ross to meet me. I go to the library to waste some time and end up cracking a book i haven't opened in about 2 months. I only get a page in and he calls. I go and meet him in windsor parking lot and we drive to the nearby liquor depot. I want to get beer since that is what we are gonna be drinking in BEER gardens for the rest of the day. But ross wants to get some sort of har alcohol. We decide on JD but at the last minute we get southern comfort much to the chagrin of the guy working the till that says it tastes like nail polish remover. Ross and i had never had it. We ignore him and get it anyways, i remember that pannich used to drink this stuff so it couldn't be that bad. We were wrong. We drive to macs and get a slush to mix the booze in. We mix it in Windsor parking lot and drink it on some benches outside. The stuff tastes awful with a pepsi slush, but i don't think it was the mix, southern comfort is no comfort to drink at all. We polish it off in about 10 minutes and i'm already cut. I know at this point today will be a mess. I hope to run into the unnamed hot dark haired girl in my class sometime today.

Location: Beer gardens
Time : 2pm

Beer gardens is packed with people. However unlike years past, security kept the line moving and there was not much of a wait in line. Outside i run into Alex and Simon they are throwing around a football and both are as drunk as i am already. Inside Ross and i get a bunch of beer tickets, 4 bux for a kokanee in a plastic cup? For some reason the stuff tasted awesome, easy drinking and cold. We wander around for a bit and then run into Laurie, she needs some time to burn since she is volunteering at 3:30. The Business Students Association runs this thing so a bunch of bus students volunteer. We find a place to sit in the grass and catch some sun. I go pee in the porta pottie village they have setup in this horse shoe pattern, and get another beer and run into these two girls that know my name. I look at them puzzled and then they go " you know Brittney and Anya? Courney's friend" and then it clicks. "Hey, yeah i remember you girls". Ryan was "seeing" Courtney a while back and we hung out with some of her friends during that time. I talked to them for a while and two other friends join them Olivia and another one i never met before. I had previously given them my number but Anya put it in wrong so we exchanged correct numbers this time and i went back to Laurie and Ross. Amanda and Catherine join us on the grass for a bit then Catherine and Laurie go to volunteer. Ross goes to get more beer and i'm left there with Amanda, she strikes up a conversation with the people next to us and i realize she knows the dude, Olav. I had met him before once. It is at this point i spot a guy in mine and Amandas class. I'll call him indie hipster, since thats how he dresses. Amanda thinks he is so cute so i thought i'd go and force an introduction. Besides i was aware he was married so i thought it would be funny as well. So i approach indie hipster and introduce myself as a guy in your class, and then i proceed to tell him that the girl over there has a huge crush on you. By now Amanda catches wind and runs away all shy and shit. So i'm trying to point out to indie hipster who this crazy girl is, i'm not sure he could see who i was pointing out since she was trying to hide in the crowd but it was funny nonetheless. Amanda leaves a little pissed at me and i talk to Olav and a blond girl and a girl with blue rimmed glasses. i think one of their names was Emma, because i made some dumb joke about the show Friends and Ross and emma who is Ross and Rachels baby, since Ross came back and sat with us. From what i remember one of them is in Sciences doing genetics and the other i don't remember. When people are drunk they talk about dumb shit like how they lace up their shoes or what color their rooms are. Thats pretty much what we talked about, but not about the rooms or the shoes, other dumb things. After a while i was out of beer and went to get another once i came back and they were all gone, oh well i went to mingle with some other people. I ran into Jasmine a friend of Lisa's, i asked her if she had seen Lisa around and she said she was somewhere. I ran into her a few minutes later with some of her friends. I was kinda hungry at this point and went back to the pizza 73 trailer, i had gone there earlier in the day but they had run out of pizza and i would have had to wait for them to make another one so i left. This time they had run out again since the guy kinda burned the pizza. So me and the other guy behind me ask him if we can have the burned one, the guy says he was gonna throw it out anyways so he gave us the whole fucking pizza, it was completly edible and hardly burned. It wasn't cut so i ripped a huge piece and was on my way. I'm with Lisa and her friends eating my tasty pizza and i see Tom and Clarance, two guys in Business. They are with Duang and Chris two guys i kinda know from highschool. I introduce them to Lisa and we hang out for a while. Meanwhile Ross meets Pannich and ryan and Angelo at the powerplant and call me to come meet them. After a while i convince Lisa and her friend to come to the plant. On the way out of beer gardens i'm introduced to Eric and his friend, i don't remember her name. I've previously conversed with Eric about jeans but never really met the two of them even though they are in business and i see them almost everyday.

Location: Powerplant
time:maybe 4

The powerplant is less busy then i expected condidering the last day of school and all. I get a pint of honey brown, i just asked the barkeep what i could get for 5 bux. I'm not sure how long we are there, but long enough for Ryan and Pannich to get some food. I think Lisa and her friend leave around this time. Laurie, Catherine and Amanda meet us at the plant. I'm not sure how they knew we were there, i think at some point they must have called, most of the details of the day are blurred.

Location: Beer Gardens
Time: little after 5 i think

For some reason we decide to go to SUB, not sure why but on the way past beer gardens i go back in to quickly drink away my last ticket. Instead i ended up staying and didn't go to SUB at all. I hung out with Alex and his brother and his buddies. We talked to some cute girl with wavy blonde hair. I can't remember about what, i was fixated on the one dimple she had on her left cheek. I see my brothers friend Lori, i ask her what she is doing there and how she got in, she isn't a student there. I guess she used her friend Amanda's (the brogley) one card, they look nothing alike. Not sure why i made note of this, it was just totally weird to see her there. By then Ross, Amanda, Laurie and Catherine had come back to beer gardens and Pannich and Ryan and left. I felt bad that they didn't have as much fun as they should have, Ryan isn't a student and thus couldn't get into beer gardens. Around this time Robin just finished her volunteering and came to talk to us for a bit. She is in mine and Ross' business law class. We both think she is attractive but we're too scared to do anything about it. She ends up leaving and i spot Shelly a cute brown girl in two of my finance classes. I drunkenly dance with her for like 5 minutes then go get another beer. The rest of my time at beer gardens consisted of lounging on the grass and running around wildly with amanda's vest that was two sizes too small for me. By this point a lot of people have already left and there are at most 100 people in beer gardens. With the sun setting and me on the brown grass with my head proped up with Laurie's bag i watched pissed drunk U of A students dance to a muddle of techno beats and top 40 hits.

Security kicked everyone out at 7, the five of us ross, laurie, amanda, and catherine spend the next half an hour in the quad watching some people throw a frisbee around. One guy says someone stole his sandals and he was walking around barfoot. He kept saying to us and himself, "who would want to steal a pair of size 13 sandals"

We walked to the Business building and sat on the floor outside Winspear library. The librarian took offence to our loud behaviour and came out and told us to quiet down or he would call security. At the time i thought his request was absurd and made a loud snide remark when he went back inside. Laurie, Amanda, and Catherine go into an empty room and work on a project. I really couldn't comprehend working on a project now, let alone watching people work on one so Ross and i wandered into HUB. Some people walking by in HUB recognized me for whatever reason, must have been something i've done earlier in the day. The alcohol was still affecting me and would until early in the morning, but for now i was hungry again and we found our way to the nearby Wendys for some spicy ckicken combo. Tom and some other people were supposed to be at the Bank downtown that night, i had wanted to go but no one else wanted to go and in the state i was in i needed some supervision. We went back to business and shortly after i catch a ride home with Amanda. I get home at about 10. Exhausted after a hard day of drinking i pass out. I never did run into the unnamed dark haired girl from my class.

end of classes day 1

2006-04-12T21:02:00.000-07:00

cast of characters:
Ross ( homeboy)
Nick ( U of A)
Robin (U of A)
Unnamed hot dark haired chick in my Blaw class

I was pretty much done my last class since my only one on wednesday was cancelled. Beer gardens was going on today and wednesday in the quad. Our Blaw prof let us go early, Robin told our prof she had to leave early to go work beer gardens so she ended the lecture early and let us all go. I wasn't really planning on drinking today, i was going to save it all for the next day but ross nick and i go to beer gardens anyways. After class was over i asked the hot unnamed dark haired girl to join us she said she had some friends comming later and would probably come by later. She never showed up. Beer gardens wasn't really full and we only spent about 2 hours there. The real fun would come the next day.

Oh and the new moneen album came out, go have a listen of "the red tree".

A Bottle of Absinthe and a Yellow Bus

2006-04-09T23:12:00.000-07:00

As this is my first post please bare with me as I stumble through this process. As my team mate has mentioned a journal or blog is long overdue as there are many stories that could entertain or offend society in general. Stories such as "The Middle Finger Man", "Fight Night", "The Night of the Nickle-Plated Vag", and "The Man Who Was Too Fucking Handsome" will have to live on in the memories of those who were involved and those it was passed on to.

I'll be starting with Saturday April 8th, Laura's 18th B-day PubCrawl.

As a disclaimer I'll will state that Absinthe leaves me with no recollection of the what happened the previous night. What follows has been pieced together from hearsay and my own broken memory.

The Players:
Bryan (homeboy)
Pat (homeboy)
Jessie (homeboy)
Kevin (jessies bro)
Jay Jonah (homeboy)
Keith (homeboy)
Ashley (keiths women)
Jamie (ashley's sister)
Chris (Jamies BF)
Ruben (club Z)
Fred (rio nero)
Francine (old navy)
Lindsey(old navy)
Shanna (tommy hilfiger)

This would be the core group that did the pre-drinking at my house and for the most part stuck together throughout the night. The Following are "Supporting Players" that interacted and influenced the aforementioned Players.

Laura (old navy, birthday girl)
Kelsey (old navy)
Chantel (old navy, loves the cheese)
Chris Epton (bro of old homeboy)
Kristen (high school, U of A, many other connections)
Mark (green shirt dude)
Veronica (some girl)
Courtney(some girls friend)

Location: Castle Keep
Time: 6:30-8:15pm

As everyone got ready to meet at my place to drink and talk high hopes of the night I got the usual barrage of phone calls with everyone wanting to know the details. Being the one with the greatest connection to the birthday girl I generally had to organize our group of party goers. After hearing from everyone I got the general notion that the guys were all ready and the girls would be late. So as the boys arrived the drinking commenced with our choice of poison being Absinthe and MGD. There were few other beverages being consumed but they were all un-Godly concoctions of this and that which works as the main goal of the night was to get as shamangled as possible. The Absinthe got the job started going down smooth, well at least as smooth as a gasoline/turpentine mixture can. Being a beer drinking knowing I had MGD's was a nice comfort, but little did I know after my share at the house I would only have one more throughout the night thanks in part to a little dark haired vixen. When the girls arrived we all pounded back our drinks and made for the convoy of last minute drivers (Rodney, Pam, and Katie). The ride to the meeting place "Rum" was uneventful in my vehicle but as I later heard Jessie's car had to make a pit stop as 3 out of 4 drinkers damn near pissed themselves.

Location: The "New" Rum
Time: 8:15-9:00pm give or take

We regrouped at Rum and joined what would be the other people on the pubcrawl. Almost immediatley we were welcomed by Laura who for some reason did not seem drunk yet. She said her hello's and gave us the gist of what should be happening during the night. As I wandered off from the group I was mauled by another newly 18yr old Kelsey. Not having seen her for some time it was good to chat and make promises of getting messed up before the night was over. Looking a little like Scarlette Johnasson, Kelsey's always a bonus to have at any party cause she's easy on the eyes and has that fun loving attitude. Around this time I was taken to the bar for a drink and grabbed Laura on the way so I could get her a b-day drink. I asked for a bunch of what seemed to be well known drinks only to find out that chick working the bar didn't know anything outside of a Gladiator dropshot. By now I was feeling nicely buzzed and was glad to hear that we would be leaving for the next bar.

Location: Bus
Time:?

Our first bus ride wasn't too special other than a few swigs out of a community bottle of something I didn't much like the taste of, but hey, free booze.

Location: Stolli's
Time:?

As we all herded ourselves into Stolli's I only had one thing on my mind and that was a date with the urinal. After an exquiste piss I had my fist encounter with Mark while washing my hands. Unknown to me we had met previously and after randomly guessing wrong names we reintroduced ourselves and I guranteed I wouldn't forget it again. After leaving my boy Keith brought me a drink (Vodka Slime Double) and we bullshitted our way through conversations with different people. After returning the favour with another double vodka slime I found my self toe-to-toe with Francine. Now somewhere in a past life I must have emabarrassed this girl in a drinking competition cause she had it out for me that night. For a petite girl that I doubt even weighs a buck five she's got one hell of liver and an even stronger palate cause 3 shots of tequila w/o lemon or lime and she's wanting more. Needless to say I'm impressed but as she follows that with a shot of chartruese I'm left stunned as she smiles and socks me in the stomach with a tiny fist of fury. At some point in the onslaught of drinks and shots at Stolli's I give her the nickname of "Kid Gorgeous" in honor of her constant punching and her obvious good looks. I believe sometime while I was getting stupid drunk Jay Jonah was getting the Emperors grove back while grabbing handfuls of ass and titties, Jessie was having a little trouble as he got his face stuck to Chatelles, and everyone else was already leaving for the bus.

Outside on Whyte a drunken mess of people began staggering through the streets in search of there transportation to the next bar. On this walk I began talking to Veronica and Courtney, two girls who claimed we had been talking earlier in the night but I don't recall that ever happening. They wanted me to walk them to the bus to make sure they got on which I gladly began to do until Jessie amazingly without Chantelle ran over to me and informed me that Francine, Lindsey, and Shanna weren't among the crowd. After asking around we found out that they had gone to the bathroom at the time they announced our pubcrawl departure and figured them to still be in the bar. So being the ever drunk gentleman I decided to go back and get them but not before telling Jessie to stall the bus as long as possible. I then began a brisk jog back to Stolli's which was more difficult then I had imagined being that the faster my blood pumped the more disoriented I became. Once back in Stolli's I did a quick circut but was unable to find anyone other than Chris Epton who I stopped and talked to forgetting my current mission. Luckily I spotted Francine and snapped back into the druken leaving mode, however after explaning everyone was gone and the bus was leaving the girls didn't believe me. Understanding the urgency I grabbed Lindsey and started heading for the door hoping the others would follow, which thankfully they did. As the four of us booted it down the stairs I assured the girls that if they fell I would catch them knowing full well that chances are if one fell we were all going down. After a damn near full out drunken sprint I was able to see the bus and Jessie standing outside the door waving at us to hurry. As we entered the bus the crowd let out a roar as the final members of the party were on and the bus was off to the next destination. I then proceeded to point at the people I didn't know and say (which was quoted by Freddy) "I hate you!, I hate you!, I don't even know you but I hate your guts, and I hope all the bad things in the world happen to you and only you!" Needless to say, it was bliss.

Location: Bus
Time: didn't matter at that point

On this bus trip I was told there was alot of grabbing and fondling of ass and titties. Most of it done by me. (I call erroneous on all counts until given proof)

Location:Globe
Time:?

This bar and the rest seemed to fly by as I don't remember much. I do recall thinking as the bus pulled up and opened the door "Oh my God they're turning us loose". I remember talking to Chimko and Katrina for a bit, doing more shots, and drinking my only MGD outside of home.

Location:Cowboys
Time: Midnight?

Upon entering I got a buch of free shots cause most people were not drinking anymore so they were giving theirs to me. I was asked to dance by a number of girls but seeing as I don't dance I turned them all down. Keith and I took a breather outside and ran into the guys that were running the crawl and they invited us to come out every weekend cause they apparently run them all the time. We sort of brushed them aside and headed back in to find everyone sitting around some tables and couches. The Crawl started to wind down as people started to leave, Keith, Ashley, Jaime, Chris, and Kelsey all disappeared around this point. Cowboys was fairly uneventful.

Location: Bus
Time: 1:00am?

This was a good ride if you can remember it. Lots of unnecessary yelling and what not. Francine was sitting with me or beside me and starting complaing that Bryan bit her, to which I responded in my best Schwarzenegger "Stop whining" and then proceeded to bite her. Some time after that on the bus I licked Lindseys face, then she licked mine and grabbed my junk. The rest is hazy.

Location: Rum
Time: Late

I don't recall much but Jessie was still making out with Chantelle and I think they included a beer bottle into their games. No one seemed to be drinking and we were all staggered along the entrance way on the couches and chairs. I think by this point we had all become the product of too much fun.

Location: Van Cab
Time: Too late

We stumbled through the West Ed parking lot mumbling stuff about what to eat and how to get home when we saw a van cab driving by. I called to Jessie to flag it down and when he did we opened the door and asked if he was the van cab we called for. He said someone had put in a call so we told him it was us and all piled in. Knowing that we didn't call for one we laughed thinking of the person who actually had and now would have to call another. On the trip home Bryan and I talked non-stop about Jessie and Chantelle and all the dirty and degrating things he should do with her. If I could have seen our cabbies face I'm sure it would have made his brown face blush.

Location: Home
Time: ?

I staggered through the door having trouble with the simplest tasks. Remembering a party that was that night I called Jonah to check if it was still going on and if so he should call me back and we should all hit it up. Within five minutes I called him back realizing I was too fucked up to even stand.

All in all, it was a good night.

From what I can remember.

Pubcrawl anyone?

2006-04-09T20:59:00.000-07:00

Well this is my first post and i hope i have more time in the future to keep this thing updated. It would seem that a journal of what goes on in my (our) life is a little bit late since there could be pages of old stories i could tell but its better late then never. Lets start with saturday, April 8th, Pubcrawl for Laura.

Cast of characters: (everyones real name, or as i remember them)
Pat (homeboy)
Jessie (homeboy)
Kevin (jessies bro)
Jay Jonah (homeboy)
Keith (homeboy)
Ashley (keiths women)
Jamie (ashley's sister)
Chris (Jamies BF)
Ruben (club Z)
Fred (rionario)
Francine (old navy)
Lindsey (old navy)
Blonde friend (friend of old navy)

These are the people that started out with us at Pats house. We decided to get everyone who we know together at one place to start drinking. Everyone else listed are people on the pubcrawl that i knew or people i just ran into at the bars we were at

Laura (old navy, birthday girl)
Chantel (old navy, loves the cheese)
Chris Epton (bro of old homeboy)
Christine (telus)
Alex Mahary (highschool, U of A)
Simon (alex's bro)
Kristen (high school, U of A, many other connections)

There are a bunch more but those are the ones that have the most to do with the night

Location: 60 castle keep
Time: 7pm

I decide that all i really need to get started is a 6 pack of MGD and some Absinthe. That and the flask i take on the bus with me. Katie (pat's sister) was in Europe last summer and came back with some wicked Absinthe, and when i say wicked i don't mean cool i mean it was disgusting. There was about half a bottle left from the last time we had it, those in the know will remember that fateful night as it was a pub crawl as well. So about 6 of us finished the rest of the bottle off, it can only be described as a taste between jet fuel and black twislers. I didn't get a chance to drink all my beers. Of all the combinations i tried the one that went into the flask was as follows, one part disarono one part melon liquor, splash of gatorade propel. So with everyone half cut we make way to the first stop. Pam and Katie and my bro kindly drive us so we don't have to cab it. I leave with my car full around 20 to 8pm and the rest shortly after. The pubcrawl ticket says the busses leave promptly at 8 so we thought we were gonna miss the bus, but ,as we soon figured out, the promoters lied so everyone would get there early.

Location : Rum (Rum jungle as i remember it, they have since dropped the jungle)
Time: 8:10pm

I hadn't been there in a while since Jocelyn's 21st, so like 7 months, and it was as bad as i remember. While in line i see a familier head of frizzy hair. I didn't expect to see Kristen there but i guess you run into a bunch of people at these things. She was there with 2 other friends, both dark hair, one with a boyfriend. The one with the boyfriend was with him all night and didn't really say much, they pretty much kept to themselves. The other was friendly and as i rememeber pretty good looking. As we all filed into the empty club the guy running the thing was drawing some numbers on eveyones hand, what kind of promoter doesn't have wristbands? We spend about 45 minutes mingling inside, and this would be our first meeting with green shirt guy, then we all leave for a stop on whyte. But not before some weird contest where 2 dudes strip to their underwear and look for a shot of whatever somewhere in the bar.

Location : Stoli's on whyte
Time: 9:30 ish

Still kinda early so its not really full, which can be a good thing for those who have been in stoli's before. when we get in the coat check girl gives us some sort of shot, really sweet not really worth drinking to get drunk. I have probably had about 6-7 beers at this point, plus the couple shots of absinthe, at stoli's i have a couple tasty pussy shots, broken down golf carts, gladiators, etc. I see Pat at the bar and the chick puts down 6 shot glasses and fill them with tequlia. Francine and Pat then proceed to slam them down 3 each. I fully expect Francine to be right fucked in about 20 minutes considering the girl probably weighs about 105, but no the girl can hold her booze even after a couple vodka red bulls at Pat. It was not my goal to make Francine vommit but i did want to see what a shot of Chartreuse would do to her. For those of you that have tasted it, its worse then the absinthe we were drinking earlier. She took it like a seasoned drinker and earned my respect. While at Stollies we run into Chris Epton which is weird since he was the kid brother of good friend i haven't seen in a while. He was nice enough to lend me a smoke. Jessie meanwhile is grinding with Chantel, i can't tell if she is drunk but i do know shes into Jessie. I don't know how long we are there but as soon as they announce the bus is here we finish our drinks and board the bus. Next stop downtown e-town.

Location: Globe
Time : maybe 11pm

On any given Friday or Saturday night if you drive by the globe it is almost certain that you will see a bunch of busses lined up infront or in the adjacent parking lot. It seems that it's a popular place for pubcrawls. That also means that if you get there when everyone else gets there like 11, you'll probabbly have to wait in line since there are already pubcrawl people inside. Inside they greet us with another sweet concoction, i doubt there was a lot of alcohol in it. By now the globe is pretty busy. Most of the people on the pubcrawl spread out and check out the crowd then seem to find each other again. Its a busy night and it looks like they only have 2 bartenders working. It takes me like 10 minutes to get a beer and matches. I don't understand why most clubs in the city seems to be short bartenders, at any place on whyte i could get a drink in 30 seconds. Also the bartenders are making drinks for the waitresses at the same time. I've always seen waitresses at a busy bar a waste. There is barely any place to walk and they are carrying drinks around for people too lazy to go to the bar themselves. I understand the need for them in a place where the majority of the people there are sitting like in a martini bar but not in a place that is almost at capacity where people can't walk. I take my beer upstairs and go to the smoking balcony. I'm not a regular smoker i used to have a couple if Korie was out with us since he was the only one that regularly smoked but he has sinced quit so now i smoke even less. I still had that cig that i got at stollies so i smoked that, outside i run into Kristine a friend of Korie and Denny's from telus. She's fun to hang out with and we chatted for a bit while she smoked as well. I went back downstairs to meet the other. I guess at one point Chimko and Katrina were there but i didn't see them. Jessie just like before was grinding with Chantel on the dancefloor, will he get some tonight? We'll find out later. Sometime later i run into Kristine again and she is with some friends, i see Ruben nearby and ask him to hit on her hot friend which i know has a boyfriend standing right near us. I just wanted to see what would happen after like 2 minutes talking to her he stepped in and said something to Ruben, we laughed i think he apologized and we left. I spent the rest of the time drinking more MGD and hanging out with Jonah, Pat, Fred, and the 3 old navy girls. Curiously they were performing high kicks, and they were trying to figure out who could kick the highest. Well i joined in and as it turns out i kick the highest. It was time to leave and i was feeling pretty hungry. Everyone was boarding and i spot the funky pickle so i run there grab a slice of spinach and something pizza and board the bus. I must have shared the pizza with 5 different people onthe bus, each taking a big bite out of my slice. The busride to cowboys was a mess, people trying to walk around on the bus and falling over, by this time i had drank and shared the contants of my flask away, mostly to cute girls who thought it tasted like some sort of jello. I think the best part of pubcrawls are the bus rides, you cram like 50 people drunk people onto a yellow bus and fun things start happening.

Location: Cowboys
Time: no idea

I don't know why there was a stop here, or why this place still exists for that matter. No one goes here and as expected it was pretty empty inside. By this point i don't want any more to drink and i'm in that state where i just sit there, kinda like i'm stoned but i'm not. Everyone else is the same, people on the pubcrawl were pretty much partied out and eveyone was just sitting on couches and at tables just chilling out. Keith and his bunch left here when we got on the bus for the last stop, come to think of it we should have left as well.

Location: Rum
Time: maybe 1:30am

On the way in i see Simon dragging out this hystical blond chick. Not sure what her issue was but all he was saying was "just leave, just leave". Rum was packed, fillied with the usual club going types. Crowds of asians in one corner, browns in another, wandering italians, groups of urban guys (read black). It seems like the type of place where a fight could break out at any given moment, a totally baseless fight because of a dirty look or a bump of shoulders, not really my type of place. But i did run into some black guys i did know, the Mahary brothers, I saw Simon when we first got in. Of our short time there we just sat on some couches and talked. Jessie meanwhile was making out with Chantel. By then most of the pubcrawlers were all over the place or had gone home. In the end it was just pat, jonah, fred, jessie, kevin, and the 3 old navy girls. All us guys cab it back to pats place. On the cab ride home Pat and i proceed to berate Jessie about not taking Chantel home some of the dirtiest shit you could think of was comming out of out mouths for pretty much the eitire ride home. We get out at Pats and the rest of us get into Jonahs car and go to tims.

Location: Tims
Time: late

I get this soup and sandwich deal, the soup was so damn tasty. Jessie was making note of how good that soup was as well, being that late and that hungry made the soup even better. The sandwich....not so good. After eating the sandwich i realized i got a turkey and bacon sandwich, but there was no turkey in my sandwich, oh well. I didn't win that roll up the rim thing either. Those rims are such a pain in the ass, they should use those pealy things that Mc dicks uses for those monopoly pieces instead

Location: Home
Time: really late

Plop into bed knowing i have a business law case to write that is due for the tuesday. Turns out i wouldn't write it until monday afternoon.