...Think I should have blogged more!!!
Sorry I was going with a little Boston Remix there I had to keep it going. Anyways, sorry it's been so long, I can't use the excuse that I have been busy since most of the people who read this also live with or near me so they would refute that excuse, so I will pin it on laziness. None the less, here I am for another edition of the blog that barely is but hopefully someday will be!!
We last left off at Kon's bday and frankly folks, that has long since passed. Since then we have had Polski's 22nd Birthday!! As well as some fun experiences on Mill and, surprise, we even had a pretty successful house party at our place. For those who don't realize it, house parties are in short supply now that we are all 21 and older so it was nice to revert back to our roots and get the party started.
I specifically remember (but not clearly) that we had a great time at Mill on the night prior to our house party, but have no idea why. We kept it with the usual amount of crowd but it was double fun because Brazda finally came back and brought his older brother along for the ride for his first weekend back in the land of the sun! By the time those two got to Big Bang I was pretty much out of it mentally but I do still remember a bit of it, mainly through pictures.
The part I partially remember the most was one Christina got Mannix, Burry, Brazda, and myself up on stage at the Big Bang!! Of course we were all very excited about this because having four dudes on stage anywhere but a theatrical play, especially a bar, is pretty much the most taboo thing that can happen. But because Christina and her friends are on a first name basis with the bouncers and piano players at the bar we were fortunate enough to get the VIP treatment and had a good 30 second stage dancing session to ourselves before the players finally announced "alright lets get some ladies up here!!" or something along those lines. As the aforementioned pictures show, a crowd quickly gathered and fun was had by all, although I wish I could remember the song we went up there too but oh well, I'm not perfect.
Now as I have told people in person, the stage at Big Bang is pretty much the last thing I remember about that night, almost. What I understand though based on spectator accounts is that following the stage Brazda bought a few shots of Whiskey for us, and he, Kon, and myself, and maybe more people, took them. Bad idea for myself, but when I am drunk, I don't really stop until I can't go anymore (don't worry mom I won't kill myself!). Needless to say the Whiskey was my donwfall, as it usually is, and all I remember after that was getting back to Christina's and sitting with my head around the toilet and she consoled me for my outstanding drunkenness. After the fact I learned that I got a ride home with Kon, Justine, and her mom, and apparently Kon and I were screaming the whole ride home, as well as yelling and singing once we got back to Christina's. All in all, just another successful Friday night. The following night was what I can only refer to as a successful return to the house party genre.
Saturday came, and let me mention this was our last Saturday of summer because we started school this passed Monday. Since we had company we knew we had to do it big, and since we all barely have any money and even less of us have jobs, we decided we would try our luck at a house party. We decided our place on Pebble Beach would be the venue and we pretty much texted as many people in town that we knew as we could to try and make the night a fun last party of summer before we start our senior years (well most of us haha).
I must admit that I thought it would be a bust. But in the end it really came together. We started with some beerpong on our custom made ASU football themed beerpong table in our outside back room which brings me to the second heading of this post about "mannix's special night," and that is due to the fact that our little buddy brought over his new "friend that is a girl" I'll call her. I was worried because he had been in a slump but when I met Tasha I was very happy for him because she had the same spirit for the sport of beerpong that he does, except with less swearing. Frankly I don't think many people could have that. Either way, I approve (if my opinion even has any clout). She was friendly and open which was cool on her part because she walked into a place full of people she had never met and held her own, so bravo Tasha, bra-vo haha.
Ok off that subject and back to the party. More props to Big Brother Brazda for getting the inside of the house partying with a new game that he introduced to us. Much like the game "Javier" that we learned last year, this game, "beer dice," was new to all of us at the party and was an instantaneous hit so props to Jim for that. I also have to give myself and Kon a nice pat on the back for our efforts in Beer Dice because although we sucked terrible in beerpong that night (1-3?), we rocked out at Beer Dice, winning our first four games ever and only losing our 5th to the creator and his brother himself. I blame our drunkenness because by that time is was about 230 in the morning.
I must also squeeze in a side note here about the party, or after it. We finally decided to hit the sack after a good run and after Brazda, Burry, Belmont, and a few other folks decided to go to Riva's, a mexican taco place that is terribly great when hammered. But back to what I was getting at, I decided to hit the sack and was under the impression that Kon was gooing to crash on our couch in the family room. I thought this mainly because it was 4 in the morning, but either way, I went to sleep.
Upon wakening in the morning I discovered that Kon had disappeared. I became slightly worried since I know he is prone to bad hangovers so their was no way he had woken up and left, but was slightly reassured because his fiance Justine hadn't called me worried about him. I let it go for a couple of hours but decided to text him to see what had happened to him and was shocked when he told me.
Turns out he laid down for a good ten minutes and then decided, in his severely drunken stupor, that he didn't want to crash on the couch and instead wanted to go home. Note that his house is a good 2 and a half miles from mine. But either way, he did it, drunk and at 430 in the morning he decided to run home. I couldn't help but laugh when he told me. He said he should just start working out drunk though because he felt no pain after sprinting the whole way home, so if anyone else who reads this tries that out, feel free to let me know the results.
Ok well that's about all I want to put in this post, sorry for the extensive delay I will try and keep with it, but school is back and thus many freedoms have disappeared, but like I said, I will try! Hope this has been a nice comeback post for those of you reading and I look forward to bringing many more interesting life tidbits to you shortly! In the words of Kremmel "Here's to staying positive and testing negative." Cheerio folks.
-Geoffrey
Beer-di.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the shoutout!