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Monday, August 14, 2006

So when I get an IM from Jism asking for a post, I know it's been way too long since I've written in this blog. Tonight's IM: "is nothing fun going on in your life?" Well, it's funny you ask. Fact is, life's been so busy and full of fun stuff that I haven't had any time to blog (or if I have, I found better ways to fill that time). To make up for lost time, I will attempt to post every day this week about events of the past month, Memento style. Let's stick this thing in reverse!

Steve and Christey came in town last week for a week in nice weather before returning to the tundra of Northern Indiana for another year at Purdue. We celebrated by getting some delicious Mexican food at Gilbert's El Indio Restaurant in Santa Monica, and then hit up Brennan's for some turtle racing. Nothing better than a bunch of drunk people circled around a mat with turtles on it, trying not to point at them (you get fined if you do). Good times.

Former PLACErs and fellow Domers Mac & Eliz flew in from Chicago this weekend for some quality time with Booter and other PLACE Corps peeps. End result: quality times. Went to Booter's sketch comedy show ("Diving for Chickens") where we got to see him play a man avoiding a hooker, shout "PENIS! PENIS! PENIS!", and play a transvestite -- not all at once, mind you. Follow that up with some Beirut (beer pong) and Cups and you have a hell of a Friday night. I would just like to say that Booter still has mad one-flip skills, while I'm averaging a modest filp and a quarter average. Not bad for a several year hiatus.

After a year of saving up, I decided Saturday to start test-driving cars. Anyone who knows me knows that I've been mad about the Mustang for two years now, but I decided to check out some other cars first. Gilbert tagged along and we hit up a couple Pontiac dealerships. I've had my eye on the Solstice, a little two-seater convertible with a sleak body design. It took a while to find a dealer that had one we could take out for a spin, but it was wortht he wait. Fun little car with a zippy little 4-banger -- nothing that will throw you back into your seat, though. My biggest complaint was that it was too small. Two seats is all you get, and when the top is down you lose all trunk space, too. After this weekend, I've pretty much ruled out all two-seaters.

Next we tried out the G6 convertible. Check this, it's a hardtop convertible and the roof folds in half and goes into the trunk. Nice car, good umph-factor from the V6 engine, lots of room in the back seat for your bros or hos, and the coolness factor of a convertible. However, it doesn't come in a manual transmission and you lose the trunk space with the top down. Still an option, but at the bottom of the list.

The real surprise of the night was the GTO. I hadn't even given this car a thought, but the salesman showed me the only one they had in the showroom. This thing has got a 6.0L V8 engine (same as the Corvette) pumping 400 horses! I wasn't allowed to test drive it because GM apparently just discontinued production and it's become a rare item among dealers, so they want to keep the mileage down. Gilbert said he drove one at a driving event and highly recommended it. Costs about the same as a Mustang GT and packs more punch. Might have to take a serious look at this one.

Saturday night was poker night at the Sheldon Chateau. We started with 10 and I made it to the final four before getting bored and betting erracticly on hands that had no business being bet on. Who goes all in on ace-nine suited? Honestly. (Actually, I won that hand, but pissed some people off). Needless to say, my chips disappeared quickly and I got to go to bed sooner. Oose!

Other fun events that happened this weekend: started online traffic school to counter my speeding ticket, got my God on at mass, broke in my new running shoes (which didn't help my knee like they were supposed to), and went surfing.

That's about it for this past weekend. If you enjoyed today's post, stay tuned for tomorrow's: "The Key to a 2,000-Mile Relationship"!

ps - This post's title means nothing. NOTHING!

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  1. Blogger Lizett! | 11:45 PM |  

    It will be interesting to see your take on the long-distance subject :-) Perhaps I will show down with you. I guess you'll have to wait and see.

  2. Blogger Goat | 10:32 PM |  

    You don't want a show down, biatch. I'll take you with one hand behind my back, blidfolded and playing the euphonium. Wait, what are we talking about?

  3. Blogger ndchick1 | 3:42 AM |  

    i really do love that you translated that 1 line IM into "you haven't updated your blog in over a month, jerkface". good thing you know me well!

    oh, and you already are going to 1 UP (extra mario life, hit that mushroom) whatever mal and lizett do b/c in the food catagory alone, you win. mal doesn't drink anything aside from beer (you took a course on WINE!!!) and refuses to eat vegetables (Delicious!). i cannot wait. i shall go read it now.

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