Let’s plow through this so I can get outside and enjoy this beautiful day. On Monday, we saw Strangers With Candy after a Wheel of Terrific that witnessed one of our funniest games yet, the $100,000 pyramid. I’m not going to explain it, b/c you might get a chance to see it again this week at Spinal Tap. But trust me, it’s damn funny. It was the first time I had seen Strangers with Candy, which was actually a really fun movie.
On Tuesday, there were no surprises, as the Young the Old and the Restless won at O’Neals and the Sofa Kingdom continued their dominance at the Bards with a 102. Three members of Team MAGMA played at the Bards, finishing second. Will we see a new rivalry form? Only time will tell.
The JAMS were noticeably absent from the Locust Rendezvous, as the River of Rocks won with a score of 97. The Black Sheep was the scene of a shootout, as old timers the WTF came away with a 108-105 win over Satan’s World, a superteam of the Minions and Duane’s World.
On Thursday I came home, ate lots of turkey, and hung out with my peoples. On Friday I played in an alumni basketball game at my old school and didn’t exactly shower myself with glory. I also realized just how pathetically out of shape I am, as some 24 year old hot shot on the team decided we should play man to man defense and a run and gun offense. About two minutes in, my tongue swoll up to about 4 times its normal size, restricting my breathing and leaving me gasping futiley for air. Meanwhile my legs began to wobble underneath me, causing at least some concern that I would simply callapse to the floor. Unlike most basketball games, scoring was not my main goal. Simply remaining upright for five straight minutes was a feat in and of itself, and after that time, I staggered off the court, proud that I had not humiliated myself completely. It wasn’t until the fourth quarter that I would humiliate myself completely, as I blew three layups and airballed a three pointer (I told everybody that it was partially blocked, but no-one believed me) and we lost by 4. It was an ill fated return, like Jordan coming back to the Wizards, and the rest of the team whispered amongst themselves about how they would have won if it wasn’t for me. I cried myself to sleep that night.
On Saturday, I saw my first ever girlfried, Mara. She broke my heart when I was 15, and I stayed up all night crying. We were together for over a month and a half, and it still ranks as one of my longest and most fruitful relationships. Anyway, she is now pregnant, causing me to finally come to grips with the fact that it’s over between us and I need to move on. Well, that about wraps it up. I’ll see you at the Troc manana for Spinal Tap. Hope you all had a great holiday!
