Either way this week I have had a valid excuse because I have been under the weather for the longest time of my life! A big group of us went out to the river (2 Sundays ago) for Lindsey's 21st (yes we were still celebrating it a week later, that's just how we do) and as always it was an amazing time. Although it was a blast as always I am definitely not in a hurry to go back after the excursion. Why would I not be in a hurry to go back to what pretty much amounts to a 4 hour lazy and extremely drunken river trip you ask? I'll tell you, and it started with the next day, a Monday in fact....
I woke up feeling fresh and not hung over, always a good sign, and even made it to the gym with Mannix. At the gym however a fatigue began to set in, and by the time I made it to Christina's later that evening I felt a number of flu-like symptoms coming on, which is never fun. To fast forward and make this story shorter I will let you all know that throughout the next 5, yes 5 days after that, I had what amounted to flu-like symptoms that never truly developed into a full on sickness. At the opinion of Burry and my own thoughts the conclusion came about that I may have in fact attracted a parasite while on our lovely river adventure, not surprising because who knows what has floated through this river. We also felt that a parasite was a great possibility because although I was feeling these flu-like symtoms for nearly a week, no one around me got sick, and there's no way that I could have had the flu and not passed it on, thus, parasite.
Either way I decided to talk to a nutritionist and was given a load of pills and whatnot to take so I could go forth with a full body cleanse, which some may call a giant week-long natural laxative spree. We're emptying everything here folks from the colon to the gal bladder. I was informed that if I did indeed have a parasite latched to my insides that this body cleanse was sure to rid me of it, and clearly even if I don't have one the body cleanse won't harm me. After all it is probably helping me get rid of most of the damage that liquor has done to me over the past few weeks. Either way, I am finished with day 3 of 7 of the cleanse, and am actually feeling quit better...so thanks for thinking of me. I will keep you all posted on the outcome but am hoping that I am fully recovered at this point, which would have been day 8 of the sickness, and I hope to leave it all in the past.
Story two, my Tiger '10 victories.
I will start this story off by saying that Mannix is the usual victor in most sports games, with Tiger Woods PGA Tour 2010 being his specialty. In fact he was on a 23 game winning streak before tonight. This factoid leads me to the end of this story and that is that tonight, I defeated Mannix at his own game, TWICE!! That's right, I defeated Mannix in Tiger '10 two times in a row (Fact: He had only lost ANY Tiger game twice prior to tonight, so I upped his loses by 100%). Suck on that Mannix!! And I am sure he will spend most of tomorrow off work trying to get his skills back and that will be followed by another bout of he vs. I, and I will keep you posted on the results.
Now that that story has been told, on to the third and final story, the night Christina and I met Joe Pfeiffer the bum from Chicago...
Now clearly I have not told these stories in order, this story in fact happened last Thursday, but I clearly could not forget about it because it was probably one of the most fun nights I have had on Mill since I turned 21.
It started off like many nights on Mill prior, Long Islands at Cue Club. I always enjoy playing wing man for Mannix so I tried that a few times to moderate success. I consider him sitting down with the girls I start him off with for more than 5 minutes a good attempt, and he had a good time with a group of girls for a bit, although of course we don't remember any of their names, but what can you do.
Onwards to Big Bang where for some reason the bouncer decided to let me in and not Louis or Mannix, both of whom were much less drunk than me. I'm gonna go ahead and thank Christina for that luck because I'm guessing if I was not with a girl, as was the situation with these fine gentlemen, I probably wouldn't have been allowed in either, so props to you my lovely GF.
Fast forward to Christina and myself deciding to leave the Bang. We decide to stroll down Mill to check out the sights before we catch a cab home. It was more of a drunk walk than anything else but I think we both still remember because it was at a bus stop near Mill and University that we met a bum who seemed hungry, maybe that was because he told us he was.
We were in a good mood so we decided to bring him along with us to the nearby Jack-In-the-Box, which was probably a block away from his post. By the time we got there we had already made friends with the bum who we had come to know as Joe Pfeiffer, like Michelle the actress, except African American, who was a mild alcoholic but knew he was, and wanted to stop with the bottle. A side note: He was midway thru a 40 when we first started walking him to the restaurant and we made him start his rehab by throwing it out as our terms for buying him a meal. Either way he is a truly gentlemanly 64 year old from Chicago who has made his way out to the AZ warmth on his travels after a bout of bad luck with his family, a truly compelling story that I could never tell like he did.
While outside Jack-In-the-Box I kept Joe company and we told each other stories as Christina walked to the drive thru (inside was closed) and proceeded to buy Joe 2 cheeseburgers and 2 Jalapeno poppers, a hearty meal to anyone and I know Joe was pleased. Christina then tried to also be a wingwoman to Mannix even though we weren't with him, and managed to talk a group of random friends to giving her one of their girls' numbers so we could try and hook the girl and Mannix up (sadly nothing has materialized haha). Anyways Joe and I became pals and then Christina came back with the food and we decided it was time to depart for home and leave Joe to his own ways. As we walked our separate ways from Joe we made sure to yell out for him to keep off the bottle one last time, hopefully he listened, but probably not. We found a cab a called it a night, but I would love to see Joe again because he was a truly interesting guy that seemed to just have some bad luck and I would love to hear more of his story, so if any of you ever happen to wander into Joe Pfeiffer while out and about on Mill Avenue in Tempe, AZ be sure to tell him Geoff says hey and that I'll always been down to chill with him for a meal at Jack-In-the-Box.
And that's the story of Joe Pfeiffer from Chicago.
Side story again I saw Funny People at midnight of its release date with a group of people, hysterical I'd definitely recommend it to anyone who wants a good laugh, one of Adam Sandler's best in years.
Sorry again for the huge slack on the blog lately folks, I may not write every day but rest assured I think of the blog every day. Thanks for sticking around. Keep on checking because I'll definitely be back, so until next time, keep it real homies.
-Geoffrey
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