Eat, Sleep, Repeat

Throw in some football, a little family time and decorating for Christmas, and you have my holiday weekend. Back to the gym to counteract some of the eating but it will probably be a losing battle for the next month. All in all, you just can't beat the relaxation part of it, well one or two things could, but they don't fit the theme of this post.

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving folks. My online time will be limited until next week so look for a recap of any stupidity and gorging then. Otherwise I may have a comment or two floating on other sites but don't expect much more. Check out The Sporting Gnomes for all important Clemson sporting info (aka Football Bowl Stuff) over the weekend as I am sure the other contributors will be on.

I've Become Boring

Well, I've looked back and though I have had a decent time in the past month, it's not reflective in my posts outside the train wreck that was me this past weekend. Not to fear though, things may get interesting in the not so distant future. With the game this weekend I think we are going to plan some trouble in Charlotte, who knows, but you'll read it here first. Second, there are lots of social events planned for the holiday season that I am sure we will blow cash on and attend. If nothing else, some good laughs should surface from my attempts and getting shot down, or from being a candy ass and just standing around. I will be traveling out west for part of a week to ski the week prior to Christmas. You'll have to live without me but I am sure something will happen but don't expect fireworks from it. New Years always holds possibilities, reference last years post and throw in a possible Clemson bowl bid to the Queen City. Who knows what else is coming. I have three tests left and will be done with class for a month or so come the second week in December. The spring is also showing some potential as I am signed up for an easy, and all uptown (Thursday night trouble) class load in my last full semester. Basically I am bored at work right now posting this and putting off making my formula sheet for tonight. Hopefully for you, the reader, things get spiced up. We may even find a reason to have everyone to town and pop the cork on a certain bottle of smooth bottle of the good stuff.

Tee Oh Double Trainwreck.

Well, this is what I remember:
Friday night, I had a few with the Rochmanfords, got cornered by the ex, let my inner monologue answer for me out loud and made an ass of myself to prevent getting what I was assuming to be cornered in a booth. I followed this up with hitting on some girl named Ashley that was in TTT with a an engineer I call on here in Charlotte, and his wife. During conversation, I got invited back to the Lake Hartwell Inn but with an early morning and knowing everyone would be in town the next night, I decided to test my luck with said girl the next night, mistake.
Saturday started fine. I got much more of a buzz than anticipated pregame. I didn’t do anything completely stupid and was working on being nothing much more than entertainment. Even got a little beer pong in with some younger frat clubbers and showed I could still hang, or so I thought. First quarter went great. Second quarter I got frustrated and left at the half. I was yelling overly loud to “smash their faces in.” With families in front of us, it was best I not come back. I though FSU would roll on us anyway after the 2nd quarter so I stayed out at the tailgate with Kiwi and listened on the radio while resting peacefully. 4 hours sleep Friday wasn’t cutting it after a long week coupled with early morning alcohol. Post game rolled around and I thought it good to celebrate our big win. Mistake #2. Once the short bus pulled out of the station (aka getting out of said chair) a train wreck was inevitable. I know lots of hard core drinking was involved. I think I commandeered a beer pong slot, and hit on some 18 yr/o for a very long time. I turned up a bottle of Jack, then about spit half of it out, leaving a slober string about 2 ft long between my mouth and the ground. I didn’t know what was coming out of which hole at that point. Everyone around me backed off as they were afraid of the same. Memories are blurry for awhile after that. I ended up at Peppinoes where I filled a coke cup full of whatever I had consumer previously. I don’t think I was eating at that point and had my fill of the day. Drinking had been haulted and I wanted nothing more than to be sober again. Bouts of extreme tiredness lingered as I worked on being sober. A bouncer at TTT once asked me to raise my head from a counter or I would have to leave. I promptly raised said head. I though I had gotten a 4th wind at some point, but I was wrong and that energy quickly faded. Around midnight I made it back to the car and sat there zoned out and trying to snooze a moment or two. Driving home wasn’t hard with regards to drunkenness, I was however struggling to keep my eyes open as I was shot. Made it back to the house only to get confused about which house I was staying at. I entered the wrong persons side garage door and promptly noted “this is wrong”. I though I had beat everyone home thoroughly as Russ had given me the code to get inside, which I strangely still remember. I spent some more time in the car until I got cold, walked down the street and realized they were all home all of about 50 yards away (2 doors down). I marched in once Russ saw me milling around, explained that I was but wasn’t lost and went right to bed which is all I had cared to do for the past 2 hours.
Things to note: Drinking is fun, but I am too old to try and pull it off for double digit hours without water or Gatorade being mixed in anything stiffer than light beer.
Being a train wreck used to be funny but now is somewhat embarrassing. I’m just glad most of the people I will see in the next 8 months from the outting already expect this from me at some point or another.
If we all get together for New Years or a bowl game, I owe rides, food, a place to stay or extreme amounts of gratitude to too many people to list. Most of you know who you are. Next time we all get together, make me stop or remind me of this weekend. It doesn’t need to happen again.

Oh yeah, I don’t think I saw that Ashley girl again, if so, I am sure she had come to her senses. The Gentlemen Jack remains sealed.

Emails from Kingsport

The following two emails were receivied back to back this morning. I find each amusing in it's own way.

Email 1: (Forward)

CANBERRA: Muslims who want to live under Islamic
Sharia law were told on Wednesday to get out of
Australia, as the government targeted radicals in a
bid to head off potential terror attacks. A day
after a group of mainstream Muslim leaders pledged
loyalty to Australia at a special meeting with Prime
Minister John Howard, he and his ministers made it
clear that extremists would face a crackdown.
Treasurer Peter Costello, seen as heir apparent to
Howard, hinted that some radical clerics could be
asked to leave the country if they did not accept
that Australia was a secular state and its laws were
made by parliament. "If those are not your values,
if you want a country which has Sharia law or a
theocratic state, then Australia is not for you," he
said on national television. "I'd be saying to
clerics who are teaching that there are two laws
governing people in Australia, one the Australian
law and another the Islamic law, that this is false.
If you can't agree with parliamentary law,
independent courts, democracy, and would prefer
Sharia law and have the opportunity to go to another
country which practices it, perhaps, then, that's a
better option," Costello said. Asked whether he
meant radical clerics would be forced to leave, he
said those with dual citizenship could possibly be
asked move to the other country.
Education Minister Brendan Nelson later told
reporters that Muslims who did not want to accept
local values should "clear off". "Basically, people
who don't want to be Australians, and they don't
want to live by Australian values and understand
them, well then they can basically clear off," he
said. Separately, Howard angered some Australian
Muslims on Wednesday by saying he supported spies
monitoring the nation's mosques.

AMERICANS..... ARE YOU LISTENING?
and Reading?


amen and preach on


Email 2:

Subject: FW: Drink Order


A pompous minister was seated next to a hillbilly on a flight across the country. After the plane was airborne, drink orders were taken.
The hillbilly asked for a whiskey and soda, which was brought and placed before him.

The flight attendant then asked the minister if he would like a drink.
He replied in disgust, "I'd rather be savagely raped by brazen whores than let liquor touch these lips."

The hillbilly then handed his drink back to the flight attendant and said, "Shit, me too. I didn't know we got a choice."


That's just funny, I don't care who you are.


And that concludes today's email postings.

Hooters

Message on the placard below the Hooters sign on South Blvd: "Now Hiring Ex-Panther Cheerleaders"

I now have a craving for so-so greasy wings.

That is all.

Charlotte Tax Dollars at Work

So I attended by first Bobcat's Game in the new arena, aptly named Charlotte Bobcat’s Arena. I must say that it was quite impressive. Unlike the old arena it is very vertical in design with regards to the seating. Had I been in the upper deck last year for a game I would have needed the binoculars the old lady down low was using. Anyway, it was very ornate inside and the mechanical system is massive. I am actually somewhat proud to say that some of the equipment on the job was provided by manufactures I rep, unfortunately it was provided through another firm as the work was done by a contractor out of Detroit. Of the few here that would have been capable of such a large scale job was already committed to another one of my favorite Charlotte Municipal job, the New County Courthouse. Lots of artistic stuff inside, an absolutely incredible scoreboard that features a model of the Charlotte skyline around the top which is back by some mood lighting for a day or night background. The screens were very crisp and the video boards and graphics throughout are quite impressive. It also helps that close ups of cheerleaders were that much better because of it. At least these girls weren’t going at it (in more ways than one) in the restroom, unlike our Panther Cheer squad in Tampa, but I digress. Anyway, the Bobcat’s won their home opener but couldn’t pull it out last night against the Jazz while Poot and I attended. I just hope the team improves with the UNC player recruitment to keep the attendance up. We weren’t at half capacity last night, not bad for a lower tier team on a Monday but makes people wonder if the “investment” was worth the cost. The old place filled up with concerts when they came through anyway. Until they fill more nights with activities past minor league hockey, basketball and the events that had no attendance issues to begin with, I’m going to fill a bit slighted helping foot the bill and the operation cost.

Perspective

The following came from my investmenets professor after our quick current events discussion led to a topic concerning GDP's, etc.
In your face, world.


If we could shrink the earth's population to a village of precisely 100 people, will all existing human rations remaining the same, ti would look like this:

57 Asians, 21 Europeans, 14 North/South Americans, 8 Africans
51 Female, 49 Male
70 Nonwhite, 30 White
70 Non-Christian, 30 Christian
80 would live in substandard housing
70 would be unable to read
50 would suffer from malnutrition
1 would be near death, 1 near birth
1 would have a college education
No one would have a computer
6 would control over half of the entire world's wealth those 6 would be U.S. citizens.

Cha cha changes

Thanks go out to Nobrianer and Agent Orange for the new header. Orange was the arteeste and Nobrianer got it posted properly. You may see some other changes but don't bet on it until I either get a computer at home that works or the semester break and I have nothing else to do. Most of you will get a kick out of this, at least I hope so. I will take credit for the pick and the change in title but nothing else.