Sunday, November 14, 2010

Skinny Dipping - Did It!

Full moon, full moon? Welcome to my first skinny dipping, circa 2006. And when the boys at the bonfire next to ours came and stole our clothes from the beach, my friend Allie chased after them with nothing on but fierce determination and a piercing battle cry. She won that battle, obviously. What kind of prepubescent boy could resist?

You're gonna wish you didn't eat so many smores when those clothes come off...

Flash forward several years, and I’ve upgraded to skinny dipping in broad daylight. This time it wasn’t so much driven by the liberation of being naked as much as it was for my aversion to tan lines.

Things can only get better from here. Next step, running with the big boys:

Bay to Breakers 12k, San Francisco, CA

Friday, November 12, 2010

Be a YouTube sensation - Adding to THE LIST

Usher found Justin Bieber on YouTube, I have a feeling he’s going to discover me next. I’m shooting for at least one million views. Let’s throw in 500 facebook “likes” while we’re at it. So what if I don’t know what short film I’m going to star in yet? If this kid can do it, so can I. (Guess his age. Hint: he's older than me. Then check your answer HERE.)




Really, though. Doesn’t everyone just want to be famous? I’ll help my friends out here, and give them a headstart to Hollywood. (Film cred: yours truly.)


Moral of the story: don’t be mean to me, because if you are, I won’t introduce you to my co-YouTube-famous stars like Math Girl and doglover199709.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

DoubleTree - Cookie Hunt

The NCAA treats well. I’m with my team in Springfield and we found the rumors to be true – the DoubleTree Hotel provides warm chocolate chip cookies upon check-in. Receiving a fresh-baked cookie after a long day of traveling might encourage bias, but I guess we’ll never know. I usually don’t like walnuts in my chocolate chip cookies, but I’ll make this exception.

I was too excited to eat my delicious warm cookie that I forgot to take a picture, so I stole this from the internet. If you’ll believe me, it looks 10 times better in real life.

Hunting - Adding to THE LIST

In honor of No-Shave November (don’t worry –my male housemate is taking part in this ritual, not me), I want to go hunting (also inspired by said male housemate). Something about these scruffy-faced college boys inspires getting down in the dirt with a rifle.

First, I’m going to set the record straight – yeah, I do feel kind of bad killing innocent animals, but I also eat non-free-range chicken, arguably just as bad. I’d like to stay away from shooting the bunnies and the Bambis and start instead with ducks, or maybe cardboard cutouts leaning on hay stacks.

Most importantly, though, it has to be real. A day with nature, albeit screwing with the circle of life. Being in the country (preferably somewhere in Texas), staying still for hours (okay, let’s be real here – a few minutes will be challenge enough), and crawling through mud and ticks to find the perfect spot. Let’s just hope I don’t go on my first hunting expedition during No-Shower September.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Paranormal Activity 1 & 2 - Did it!

I'm a survivor! Can horror movies apply as a cause for post traumatic stress disorder? Okay so watching PA1 in the basement of our house was probably not a great idea, but being 1 of 7 people (my friends and I made 4) in the theater for PA2 was not my fault.

In theory, the movies weren't that scary - nothing happens, you don't see anything, occasionally a door swings by itself. But I won't lie, the overall effect of hidden demons and being dragged and possessed definitely kept me paranoid for a few days (okay fine, I still hear noises and won't sit in the basement by myself).

Thinking about it too much just might make the ghost sightings start all over again, so I won't be talking about it ever again. I'm just going to block it out of my memory forever, and maybe then I'll be able to live a normal life again.

[Hey demon, don't take this the wrong way. I was plenty scared. You really don't need to prove your existence to me, I believe you already.]