Alright, the majority of the weekend was spent driving. It felt that way, at least. Tim Machlan, Oli, and I drove up to the Bay Area (mostly Tim driving...heh, thanks Tim!) around 2 am Friday morning, and then back down around 3:30 pm on Sunday afternoon.
The reason was for the long awaited hockey tournament that our cousins and I joined. The result: We got freakin' rocked! And by "rocked," I mean rocked like a virgin with a prostitute for the first time. That's alright, though, because we had fun. We all knew we wouldn't do well, but we wanted to know where we stood.
Actually, to defend ourselves a little, I found out the day of the tourney that out of all the three or four leagues within the tournament, only four teams joined. So it didn't matter that we joined the second to worst league because they just had all of us play 'round robin. So, really, we were playing guys way more advanced than we planned.
But that's alright, none of us complained really. We all knew we sucked, and the other teams knew we sucked, and the refs knew we sucked, and everyone who was watching us knew we sucked. We took it so well that we became the well-loved underdogs that everyone cheered for. Danny was able to score in our last game, becoming the only player to get our only goal! We went so crazy, Caleb started to grow hair! All in all, we freakin' got schooled, but we enjoyed playing other people and we learned a ton. I know I did. Amazing how much you learn about a sport by just playing four games.
Good, bad, and funny things that happened this weekend:
-My front bumper practically fell off on our trip up to the Bay Area. It's okay now, we nailed it back onto the car.
-We watched half of 24: Season Tree. Awesome.
-Phil: "It starts with 'porn.'"
-Punching, slapping, and backhanding Tim in the face whenever we wanted.
-Phil: "And ends with 'ography.'"
-Nathan insulting random people on Star Wars Galaxies.
-Lisa: "I'm so glad you guys aren't planning my wedding...I mean [turning to Daniel], our wedding. Sorry."
Mac: [to Lisa] "No, it's your wedding...'cuz Guys just don't care."
[very brief silence]
Nathan: "He just wants to tap that."
[looks over at Chuck]
"Chuck knows what I'm talking about."
Chuck: "Always."
Oliver then grins happily.
David: "Yeah, that's why guys get married."
Lem: "Man, you don't need to get married for that."
Monday, December 13, 2004
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Hey its a good idea if you're married though. You should have had me on your hockey team I like to score.
I'd just like to say that all these sexual innuendos make me feel uncomfortable.
What's "tap"?
Saturday night was a blast. Man, we'll all remember that evening 'till the day we die!
"Tap" means basically "I'd do her" or "I'd have sexual intercourse with her." Usually only men use that kind of slang term.
Thank you, Oli, for not resorting to innuendo, but using the word "sexual intercourse."
I like Lem's blog. :-)
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