my own worst enemy

I've got a lot of fond memories of that dog.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

And by "dog" I mean "weekend in Indiana."

The highlight of the trip was definitely Breakfast Club. For those of you not in-the-know, Breakfast Club is the only cool thing about football Saturdays at Purdue. The bars open at 7:00am on gameday and the students show up in costumes like it's Halloween, drink copious amounts of cheap liquor and participate in savage debauchery on the dance floor. The lucky ones pair up with a fellow BC-er and stumble back to their rooms for an inebriated hookup session. No one actually goes to football games at Purdue, didn't you know?

I went as Ginger's favorite movie character -- Indiana Jones. Ginger went as Wonder Woman! (edit: Ginger made her costume from scratch! She spent like two weeks on the boots alone.) Check it out.

Can you imagine if these two characters actually hooked up? The would be the ultimate crime-fighting/relic-stealing team! Wonder Woman could deflect the Nazi bullets with her armbands while Indiana could push big German bullies into the engines of WW's invisble jet! And with one having a bullwhip and the other a "Lasso of Truth", you can bet this dynamic duo would have some fun celebrations after coming home with yet another golden idol at the cost of five million dead Nazis. Why did comic book writers never catch on to this? It's a traveshamockery.

Breakfast Club was a success, with much intoxication. A bunch of guys gawked at Ginger all morning, and the bartender was hitting on her until he tasted the leather of my bullwhip. Tastes good, doesn't it? DOESN'T IT?? One of the more hilarious moments of the morning was when another guy dressed as Indiana Jones inched by us with his hands up as if trying to stay far away, saying "Awkwarrrrd. Awkwarrrrrd." Then a bunch of girls dressed as Tom Cruise in Risky Business jumped the other Indy. So bizarre. I'll take Wonder Woman over cross-dressing Tom Cruise wannabes anyday.

The rest of the weekend was filled with much fewer costume wearing fools. Make that zero. After a most excellent Irish victory over Tennessee, I took Ginger to dinner at a pretty cool bistro in downtown Lafayette. We each had a delicious Filet Mignon and split a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. Seem a little excessive? Well, it was our one-year anniversary. I've never been in a relationship for a year before now, so it was pretty cool to get to celebrate. Ginger is still bragging that her anniversary gift was a 10 oz. filet. Some girls like flowers and jewelry; Ginger likes food.

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