Sunday, November 13, 2005
First of all, I would like to say how disappointed I am at the number of comments about my picture of Fr. Goat. Honestly, I look like a priest! It's frightening! And hilarious! Calm my insecurities!Okay, on to the weekend.
Saturday was filled with football, starting with an Irish pasting of Navy. Ah, finally we're beating Navy into a pulp like we should be. No more Willingham win-by-three Navy games. I predict 42 more years of pain for the Middies. Next, we went up to the UCLA-ASU game in Pasadena. I can now add the Rose Bowl to my list of college football venues. Booya! Joe (aka "Sports Bar") grilled up a slab of tri-tip the size of Matthias' torso, according to Maria and Pangle. It was no bratwurst, but quite possibly more delicious. I say it was 31% more delicious, in fact. I then learned about the "Grammar Club," which is a group of PLAVErs that have always felt the urge to correct people's grammar but didn't feel comfortable doing it until they joined PLACE. Current members include Pangle, Matthias and Booter. Being a champion of the subjunctive case, I immediately filled out an application to join. The four of us will combine to form a grammatical error-fighting team the like of which the world hath never seen!
The football game was boring (PAC-10 is to college football as the NBA is to basketball -- NO DEFENSE).
Today I got my church on with Matthias and Pangle, and then went on a 20-mile ride with Phil. The ride was capped off with an epic race up the Grand Ave hill (about 1/4 mile at 5% grade). It was neck and neck until my pedal hit the curb and Phil took off.
I was talking to Rooster tonight on IM and I signed off by typing "c ya." I have always hated people who abbreviate words down to single letters and now I am one of them! If Strong Bad were here, he would punch me in the junk and then make fun of my blog.
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