Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Fun Times

Mike celebrating as I drive his remote control car through a pyrimid of cans. (Freshman year)



It would have been far more fun driving it through the beer-amid. 385 cans. (Sophomore year)

Monday, August 28, 2006

More Quotes

I don't want it to look like I'm picking on Imran, so here is another for starters.

"A, B, C, D, E, F, D" - Mike (he was very serious and repeated himeself a couple of times)

and now a classic

"Who is that big bear?" - Imran (Talking about Donkey Kong from Super Smash Brothers)

On a seperate occassion....

"He looks more like a bear then a donkey. [He is an ape or gorilla Imran.] Then they should call him Ape Kong!" - Imran

Random picture time

I love this picture for 2 reasons.
1. Nate was all over this girl, and I caught him in the moment.
2. Gusto is in the back ground with his shirt up for some reason.


I love the Brown Jug, it leads to pictures like this.

Colby Jack Cheese

I've determined that I really like Colby Jack Cheese. However once the Colby Jack becomes warm it's all over. Actually I hate any cheese that is not chilled. But a cold piece of cheese is a great snack.

Friday, August 25, 2006

A Quote

Here is a quote from my Friend Imran from back in sophomore year. Maybe I can forget about last night's episode with great memories from the past.

"I hate cell phones.
I hate how the sorority girls put little stickers on them, like little frogs and things.
I hate how you can put on different face plates, some clear some sparkly.
I hate how they have small speakers and it confuses you where to talk into.
I hate how they have little antennas, like the size of that parcel on the brush. And it looks
like something I could shit out my ass.
I hate the belt clips that you attach to your belt and like camouflage it. Like a cop and his
holstered gun.
I’m never going to get one.
But my wife will probably make me get one." - Imran

A Nightmare of a Week

My last few posts have been about the adventures that I've had over the last week. Partying into all hours of the night. However Wednesday night I was up late for another reason.

I turned into bed around midnight, after watching Futurama and Family Guy on Adult Swim. I rolled around in bed for awhile restlessly before entering a dream state. But in a short 40 minutes I would be sitting up in my bed scared shitless. I don't know if it was the binge I've been on, the lack of sleep, or a combination of the two, but it was a rough one. I definitely think that I've been missing out on REM, because this has happened before, that I can just close my eyes and I'd have vivid visual images run through my head.

So that's how it started, the images were so crazy and clear that it was hard to get to sleep. I'd really say that I never really got to sleep, cause in Psych they said it takes a while to enter into that deep sleep. But anyways here is what happened.

I was in a room and 3 beautiful girls came in. It very well could have been the VIP strip club in Chicago cause there were other people around. One of the girls seems to be getting naked but entertaining someone else. The other two girls are on the other side of the room and wave me to come over. The dreams going pretty good at this point. I go to kiss the one girl but she pulls away. When I turn to the other girl, she grabs me and begins to aggressively make out with me. However she has a really long tongue and shoves it way down my throat. I start to panic, and try to push away, but I can't. My arm won't move.

Here's where I start to not know what's going on.

I open my eyes and I can't move my arm. I kind of start to panic again and then my head starts to shake violently. I can only compare it to what I'd imagine getting electrocuted, or having a seizure is like, but it was just my head shaking. Actually, Billy Madison shaking that fat kids head, telling him to stay in middle school as long as he can. Anyways, as this is happening I first let out a moan, but it sounds like I still have the girl's tongue down my throat. It is muffled and not very loud. Then I can hear myself thinking "Calm down, take a few breathes and this will subside." So I calm myself down and I stop shaking.

That's when I sat up in bed.

I have no idea if this was a dream within a dream or if I was actually shaking, but I was definitely freaked out by this. I told my parents about it just in case it was a seizure, but my mom says it probably wouldn't have just been my head, it would have been my whole body. And that people that have seizures are drained of energy, but I was wide awake. It took me awhile to get back to sleep. I watched some Fresh Prince.

I don't know, I was still pretty freaked out about this at work today, hard to get anything done. Shit I'm still kinda wondering what the hell went on.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Wednesday's Tigers game

So I went down to my 3rd Tigers game in a week. I've noticed that there are a lot of beautiful girls going to the Tigers games now. They aren't just tagging along with their boyfriends, they are going I groups of beautiful girls. I'm loving it. So we were sitting out in the bleachers, and a good looking girl sits down in front of us. As we are watching the game I notice that she keeps looking over her shoulder. There was no score board or anything else of importance behind me. For the rest of the game she was sitting weird, leaning over, pushing her ass out and her boobs up. I locked eyes with her a few times.

Side note: While in Chicago I've decided that I need to let go more, and just not give a shit, not care what other people might think. Stop being shy, talk to the girls I find attractive. I'm going to let my personality shine from the beginning instead of waiting until people get to know me. I've said this before, but I mean it this time.

So the new Geno would have been ready to go talk to this girl, but there was a problem. She was there with a guy friend who was looking over his shoulder and trying to make eye contact with me. My cousin agreed that there was something weird with the way these two were looking my way. In hindsight, I should have just talked to the girl. But the guy just weirded me out a little.

I was telling my Uncle this story on the way home and he also had a story about this girl. His friend was eating some peanuts and when he cracked one open he shot one down the back of her skirt. I guess that could have been why she was sitting weird. She was inviting another nut down her skirt.

So if you are out there girl. Leave the dude at home next time and I might talk with you.

Crazy Week

Well I thought I'd get my blog on again for a little while until I lose interest again.

Starting last Thursday I've had a pretty eventful week. Drove down with my uncle, cousin, and sister to the Tigers game. Saw Kenny Rogers for the 4th time this year pick up another victory.

Then Friday I took the day off, which was nice. Went down and saw Martha. Had a little bit of a pool party. I really enjoyed revisiting Camp Potere. I drank a whole lot and stayed up late.

Saturday I woke up and drove home, showered, and headed off to Chicago for my friend Nick's bachelor party. It was a tough drive. We then went out to dinner at an Italian place. Then we got into our hummer limo and hit up the bars. We went to The Apartment which was a chill bar. Then we got really drunk in the limo, cause it was free and it was pretty good stuff too. Then off to V.I.P to drop some money on strippers. I actually got away without spending much. Then we went back to the hotel room. Everyone seemed like they were passing out, but Mike Cook, Christian (Nick's brothers friend), and I went back out to the bars. We found this nice little bar and sat down to talk with some ladies. They were a lot of fun and Elizabeth was smoking. She seemed interested in me until they found out we weren't from Chicago. I think it was my Michael Jackson dancing that did it. So then we finally called it a night around 6am.

Saturday was a rough day, and the drive home sucked even more. There was more traffic and I was more hung-over. I took Monday off knowing full well how shitty I would feel. My dad and I headed down to Greek Town Casino for a poker tournament. I was almost out and my dad had a nice chip stack. Then I went all in on 3 consecutive hands and was right back in it. Then my dad had a turn of luck and lost in 17th place. I ended up taking 8th out of 60, which was just out of the money. I was kinda disappointed.

Tuesday I was still not feeling great but had to go to work. My uncle calls me towards the end of the night and asks if I want to goto the Tigers game. I didn't want to go, but we sat 14th row behind the catcher. Of course Kenny Rogers was pitching. Best seats I've ever had.

Then Wednesday night we went back down to the Tigers game. We had already had these Tickets. I really thought we were going to come back in that game. I've got a story from this game. It will deserve its own post.

So yea, it's been a really long and exciting week, but I'm running on one rotor. Work has been tough. This weekend is going to be welcomed.