And I Can't Stop Having These Visions

A look inside the madness of my mind--sports, politics or daily life--with humor and pop culture and music references embedded.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Rollin down to Cleveland to the Lake

"You saying Jesus Christ can't hit a curve ball?"

So Randy Newman wasn't with us today. Even he couldn't make the mighty Cuyahoga burn this weekend. So thus instead of being on the shores of Lake Erie, I'm still on the banks of the great Olentangy.

"I got 100 of these, 1 for every base I'm gonna steal."

Probably better for me since I'm still recovering from my deadly mold virii. Ahh well, it seems were gonna try again next weekend or sometime towards the end of June and make it a combo with a Cedar Point visit. Sounds like a good plan to me.

"No runs on 1 hit. That's all we got? 1 God Damn hit!"
"You can't say God Damn on the air"
"Doesn't matter, nobody's listening anyway"

So it's been raining non-stop for the past day or two, and there's no sign of it stopping soon. Which means this is gonna be one shitty weekend. So it was assumed that everyone was going home for Mother's Day, but apparently Brandon is the only one that did.

"What team do you play for Jake?"
"The Indians."
"Here in Cleveland?"
*nods in agreement*
"I didn't know they still had a team."

So with it being rainy and me being sick, I didn't feel like going anywhere. Woke up... found out that we decided on not going to Cleveland, took some more Benadryl, put Ocean's Eleven in and went back to sleep... (this brings up another story which I'll write about in a little bit).

"Think you can throw a strike."
"Ya, but there won't be much on it, my arm feels like Jello."
"Just get it over the plate, I'll do the rest."
"Last time I did that, he hit one that hasn't landed yet."

So I wake up around 6, and am hungry. But I already ate our beloved Morrill Market today, and not feeling like going anywhere... I decided to order food. The Saver (awesome coupon/menu magazine) sent out an e-mail a couple of days ago saying Papa John's $5.99 large pizza delivered to OSU's dorms. Can you say Yahtzee!

"If you ever tank another play like you did today, I'm gonna cut your nuts off and stuff them down your fuckin throat."

So then I'm like "Hmm... I have movies to watch." So I walk over to Alex's room (a whole two steps), do my traditional *KNOCK* *KNOCK* "*FARVA!*", so him and Dan know its me, and then walk in. We then watched Fun With Dick and Jane. Not too bad, there's a couple classic Jim Carrey moments as you expect, but most of them are at the beginning or the end. I actually said at one point "This plot needs to progress quickly." Luckily, about a minute later, it does. Also, the ending line is pretty classic.

"In case you haven't noticed, and judging by the attendance you haven't..."

So around then David invites me over to his apartment. Kinda surprising with what I wrote about him yesterday. With it being so shitty outside, I had no urge to walk past the wonderful wind-tunnel that is the Horseshoe, so I declined. He even tried conning me into coming with this wonderful dialogue:
YEN IS HERE!
STEVE!

I respond with: "Ya, well he lives there so I'm not all that surprised that he's there." I'm not really sure what he was trying to point out with that statement.

"Haywood leads the league in most offensive categories including nose hair; when this guy sneezes he looks like a party favor. Haywood's a convicted felon, isn't he Monty?"
"Doesn't really say here..."
"Well, he should be. Vaughn pitches and Haywood crushes it towards South America. Cerrano's gonna need a visa to catch that one, all that's left is a vapor trail."

Then we watched last Thursday's CSI that I missed, and downloaded the CSI:Miami from last Monday that I missed. With this/next/week after being sweeps week. It's upsetting. No new episodes until Fall. I'm mildly upset that I'm going to have a DVR for the first time ever over the Summer and there will be no new shows to record. Ahh well, at least I'll be able to see every Conologue and skit for the foreseeable future.

"Got anything to add Monty"
"Uhm... nope, you covered it all."
"He's not the best color man in the league for nothing folks!"

So I took an online Accounting quiz. I really hate those, who makes online quizzes due at 1PM on a Saturday afternoon. Everyone knows that students wait until the night before something is due to do it... so by the time I remember that I have to take a quiz I'm drunk. Let's just point out that it's hard to do Accounting when not sober. It's an easy subject, but you at least have to think about it. 0/21 and 2/21 on my last two exemplify this. Luckily you can drop your worst two scores.

"Joboo, look I turn to you, but you no help me now. I do it myself. Fuck you Joboo."

Ya, my apologies for this not being entertaining. More or less just a recap of the day. Didn't do anything, so nothing HOORAH happened to write about. I got a story or two that are mildly related to things I haven't talked about yet that did sorta happen today, so as soon as Major League ends, I'll write those up.

"Burn on big river... Burn On"

2 Comments:

  • At 1:06 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    The Lord can hear you Farva!!
    The Indians are the Kings, #1

     
  • At 8:39 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

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