Back in the office I decided to try out the protein powder I bought off the Renter for a steal. Within an hour I was on the shitter making ungodly noises that I would have been super proud of except that two of my co-workers were in there at the same time. Just a little embarrassing. I had to wait till they left before I snuck out of there.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
The scene where Tracy Morgan gets his hand stuck under Danny Glover while he's taking a shit... I laughed so hard one of my neighbors opened up their front door to see what was going on. The Renter almost threw up. The Little Buddy from down the street couldn't watch it. In all I replayed it five times, every time someone new would come over. "I think I got some poop in my mouth" made the Renter wrench again. Funniest "shit" I've seen in 2010.
Friday, August 20, 2010
That's exactly what happened on Sunday. For some reason the staff there really like us (being the only ones in the bar) and seem to "take care" of us. They even warmed up to the Little Buddy down the street from me. We were buying buckets of Milw's Best with four beers for $6. Even got a round of four free. Needless to say I was rocked by 5:00. After that things get a little fuzzy. Apparently I filled up my cooler as if to go outside and instead took a two hour nap. (?) The Renter woke me up, "Wake up, everyone is on the deck." And by gollie everyone was on the deck, including the bartender from the bar. Puppy was sitting on his lap giving me the "you've been replaced" look.
Don't even know what time I went to bed.
The next day I felt like I went a couple rounds with Rocky Balboa. My arms, chest and back had sore spots like I rolled down a rocky hill. I could hardly get 135 off my chest when I was working out. I didn't fully recover till Wednesday.
But guess what I'm doing again this Sunday. You betcha.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Got there at 11:00 pm and I immediately found out that I had some catching up to do. Unfortunately all my beer was warm but I did my best till they got iced down.
Saturday morning our host made ten pounds of bacon for everyone. I guess the store in town had a special for $10. Guess who else picked a box up on the way home?
Around noon some people went golfing and my group decided to take the pontoon boat out. We had trouble getting it in to gear and I had to jump out to keep it from hitting a platform in the lake, completely forgetting about the full pack of cigarettes in my pocket.
One pack down.
Many beers later our host managed to dip the front of the pontoon boat six inches under water and my beer and cigs went floating away.
Longest boat ride ever. No beer, no cigs.
Back at the pier, we were coming in a little hot. I tried to grab the pier to slow us down but it didn't work. The chair broke, Puppy and I fell in the lake, scraping my leg in the process.
I drove through downtown Chicago, stick shift, no problem.
Monday it swelled up. Not good.
Went to the Dr. On Tues, got some antibiotics which fixed the swelling buy the open wound was still there. And its still not healed.
Not getting injured to the point I had to go to the Dr.
I got the notice that I got the primo bedroom because they know I can't find my way out of my bedroom when I'm drunk.