I will not call it an awesome weekend, as it probably borders on the 'calm' part of the scale, but I have no complaints whatsoever.
Friday night got to hang with some of my boys and it was none too crazy, just a good time catching up, shooting the breeze and having a ton of laughs. The highlight, by far and away, was my roommate getting some liquid courage and singing James Brown's "I got soul and I'm superbad", while getting down with his bad self. I can mock the guy all day long, but I swear he's the only other white guy I know (other than myself) that has never done the white man's overbite. I barely had anything to drink, and that sticks out for me as one of the funniest things I'll ever see. I had so little to drink that ended up driving home.
Saturday night I was coaxed in to going to Wyoming (read the whole thing before you judge) with the following phrase---Fat Kid Food. You don't know what Fat Kid Food is? It's County Fair stuff, funnel cake, spiral spuds, corn dogs, you know, anything and everything that could in theory give you a heart attack. Yummy! Well, my boy Dan-O called me and told me about the Fat Kid Food (and since I have a comedic bit and fantasy football team entitled 'Fat Kid Index', hell, I'm required to check it out) I was in, as I had nothing else going on. So off I went to Cheyenne Frontier Days. Yup, check another state off the list, I think I'm missing about 15, along with Alaska and Hawaii, but it still counts. I'm amused at cowboy boots and country music, and they were out in full force for this extravaganza, but here was one little interesting thing I noticed. Thru all the cheering, all the different ethnicities and cultural stuff, all the boozing, not one fight. Or at least I didn't see one, unless you count the kid who ran past me in the bathroom to go argue with his digestive track-he lost, badly, at 9:15. And oh boy did I eat funnel cake (*you folks back in New England, it's Fried Dough to us*).
And last night was a mini bbq over at my buddy Dan-O's as well. Actually, it was the highlight of the weekend, as I now have a new best friend. She's 2, weighs about 22 lbs and is hilarious. I learned all about horses (all of them called Eyore), my ABCs, and that red means 'stop' and green means 'go'.
Oh, and yesterday I watched 'Zombieland'. You know me, you know I'm not a huge fan of anything gore or remotely horror film related. Not my thing, don't judge those that love it. But this movie was funny, but there was a part that pissed me off. It's as though someone stole an idea in my head for a Black Keys song for a first kiss in a movie. Damn! I knew that was a good idea.
Now that, dear friends, is a damn fine weekend, one that woke me up today and told me to keep doing what I do best, and above all to keep smilin'. Why? Easy, because it pisses everyone else off when you're smiling thru all the crap. Man do they hate it, and there is nothing better than pissing off a hater.
Enjoy your upcoming week, and tell Monday to get bent.
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