I dusted off the Peacock and went bowling with Kyle and his friends this week. The Peacock is my bowling ball. Yes I have my own ball custom made for my hand. One thing to know about me… If I am going to try any sport, I have to have my own gear… even if I’m not very good at it. I usually get one good game and the rest suck. Well, that held true for this outing and it happened to be my first game. I was steadily getting spares in the begining and that was fine with me. I never think I can strike anyway. I wasn’t paying attention to anyone elses scores because the guys he bowls with usually strike thru most of their frames. I got to the 10 frame and rolled a strike. Sweet, I get 2 more balls. Tossed one down the lane… strike again! WTF?! Could I really do this. Ball #3 – STRIKE!!!! TURKEY BABY!
I had never had a turkey before! This was my highest game I have ever bowled. Before this it was in the 160 range against my dad in high school. I beat him by 1 pin and it was a very proud day for me. The icing on this cake was that I kicked Kyle’s ass! We won’t talk about the scores of my other games. I will say they were all over 100, but nothing close to this again. I might have to retire now.
Varsity Blues said it best. “Penis Penis Penis, Vagina Vagina Vagina” Except in this case, it’s 0 penis and 3 va-jj’s. My brother and his wife are expecting their 3rd child this summer. Yesterday they got to find out the sex of kid #3. Here’s his blog post quote “GIRL. Apparently, having a penis doesn’t automatically qualify you to make a penis.” I told him to name her Mark and see if “something” starts growing.
I’m in denial over another niece. I’m going to buy Kim all sorts of blue baby gifts and penis shaped objects and see if I can’t increase this 10% window of a boy to 50%.
Saturday, we spent the evening with my friends Audrey and Kyle. Kyle turned the ripe old age of 28 last week. He certainly acted old by calling it a night around 10:30 pm. He must of had to get up for breakfast at 4 or something.
I never want to scrub a floor like that again! For the past 2 weeks, I’ve been helping Kyle with his latest home remodel project. After his bathroom remodel a month ago, he wanted to update his 80’s Aztec kitchen. I was fully on board because I hated the wallpaper, the lighting, the curtains, the blinds… well just about everything. Plus it was quite dirty since 3 guys live there and needed a good scrub down. Kyle offered up his kitchen as my Divine Design opportunity with the caveat that he could veto something if he didn’t like it. Deal! Let’s get working! Some before shots…
Week 1 – First order of business was peeling wallpaper. This paper did not want to come off! It had been on there since 1982. The first round of gel didn’t even make a dent. So, I reverted to steaming the top layer off with an iron then using gel on the remaining layer. Once Kyle finished installing new flat switches and outlets, he got on the steam train and it went much quicker with 2 of us. During this week, we were also able to put a new light above the table, take down the old blinds and prime the walls. Here is an action shot.
Week 2 – Kyle is a bit adverse to color. He likes white, beige, neutral. I say “blah blah blah” to those colors. When I redid my condo, I went way too light upstairs and learned my lesson to try some bold colors when I redid my downstairs. Kyle had picked out a light gray. I vetoed that. After some negotiations we ended up with Charcoal Seal Gray. If you ask Kyle, he’ll say it’s purple. I disagree… maybe there’s a tinge of a tiny hint of purple. We put a coat of white on the trim and windows to freshen up the look and added white wood blinds.
I put together a decorating budget of $350 and took Kyle to all my favorite discount stores to get vases, baskets, rugs, art…. And my favorite, a new stainless steel trash can. His trash can was so bad I didn’t even want to put trash in it. My last order of business was to scrub the floor. With a bristle brush, my Barkeepers friend powder and a bucket of water, I spent 5 hours scrubbing 50 square feet of linoleum. At this point I had kicked Kyle out of the kitchen and slap-happy set in. This is when I became Cinderella and starting complaining about my Wicked Step Boyfriend and the work he made me do. Instead of getting a glass slipper at the end, I got a glass of Jack. Tomato… Tamato… Here’s the finished product.
A few things are still left to be done, but the budget has been exhausted. New countertops and cabinet pulls will come soon. We are debating staining the cabinets from the 80s brown to a cherry finish. What’s your vote?
Normally, Vegas takes your money. You’re lucky to break even and really really lucky to leave with cash in your wallet. My buddy, we’ll call him “Pete”, went to Vegas for his yearly NCAA kickoff with old college frat bros and friends. They go Wednesday thru Sunday. Normally he’s balls to the wall excited… apparently I killed that with my text on Wednesday when he landed… scroll back to my Wednesday… pink slip day. I knew “Pete” would be gone, so I text him to let him know I was safe and what was going down at work. This sent him into a mild tailspin. He was able to confirm, in a very short time, he was also safe and get on with his trip.
He does have a rule to not bet on Purdue since he’s an alum, but something struck his curiousity as he sat in a sports book on the strip. I know some things on gambling, but got an enlightening education today. When a game is only a 1 point spread, the sports books don’t do a money line bet. The Purdue-Washington game ended up being a 1 point spread. Somehow… the money line bet was $240. “Pete” noticed this and rounded up a few friends to make sure his logic wasn’t skewed by the oxygen being pumped into the casino. Turns out, they all agreed that it was a once in a lifetime Vegas fuck up and a few got some bets in…. right before one guy was at the cage, a casino worker came up and said “take game” blah blah “off the grid”. So, Purdue won and those that made it, were able to cash in and make some easy money.
“Pete” being the smart guy that he is, was still trying to figure out how this happened. His logic makes since to me. The game in Indy time was 5:40pm. That’s 2:40 Vegas time. Could some worker actually have accidentally typed in the game time and made a few alums alot of money???? We’ll never know!
It was time for my favorite race of the year! Indy has a ton of street races, but very few off road ones so I always look forward to the Holliday Park Trail Run. The course is about 3 miles from my home, so I COULD have easily been training for this, but for those that know me, I don’t train. That is just not my style. My friend Jared was looking for a run to compete in, so he joined me for the 5 mile trek.
And one from after…
During the race, I was in front of Jared and trying to take some backward shots of him running. None turned out. I gave him the camera for at one point and he was trying to take some “art” shots. I told him as long as “art” didn’t involve my ass, shoot away! Turns out, the camera was on video setting and we got some great Blair Witch like video! Thanks for running with me Jared!! We finished in a 10:27 pace with an overall time of 52:17. I SWEAR the race was a half mile longer than they claim.
A bunch of Alumni got together at Average Joe’s in Broadripple to watch the Boilermakers take on the Panthers.
Purdue didn’t start pulling away until mid-way through the first half. You can never have enough of a lead during the tournament. None of us were comfortable leading by 12 at the half. The second half was a mess. The Panthers kept creeping closer until it was a 4 point game with less than a minute to go. Of course, we were in bonus land on fouls, but we couldn’t hit a free throw throughout the game. You can’t shoot 70% and expect to win close games. Luckily, we did start hitting them and ended up winning with a 61-56 victory. Not a big enough margin… We need to come out strong tomorrow against Washington. We’ll all be back at Avergae Joe’s. Join in the festivities but you must cheer for Purdue!
The Big 10 threw together a 5K race to kick off the final game of the tournament at Conseco. Being the Purdue fan and avid runner that I am, I again, tried to rope my friends into doing this race with me. I got 8 takers this time. Luckily, I had a very fun and creative crew, so we dressed like idiots and headed to Conseco to show our Big 10 Boiler support!
I think our hats were a hit! Media people were taking pictures and filming us, so I have no idea where these shots might end up. Tons of people on the street yelled for us. Lots of “Boiler Up” as we ran by. And it was easy to spot each other on the course and cheer each other on. Unfortunately, the designated Purdue bar (Alcatraz) did not have beer at the water station, only water. What’s up with that?! We needed some carbs!
Here’s Blaine and his Chariots-of-Fire finish…
Amy had a wardrobe malfunction early in the race, but kept on for a strong finish…
After the race, we got our carbs at Scotty’s and had some post-race beverages to start our pre-game warm-up. The Boilers took on the Bucks in the finals. I didn’t go to the game because I was exhausted from the weekend, but did record it and am happy to report Purdue’s first Big 10 Tourney title! Nice work Boilermakers! Keep the stellar game play going this week… it’s tourney time! We looked phenominal during the Big 10 tournament. We were in sync and lighting up the basket! The win gave us a #5 seed for the Big Dance in the West bracket. Calf Tat’s so happy!
Here’s how we finished in our race. Please note this race didn’t have any bag drop offs, so Chris, a.k.a. Backpack, volunteered to race with a 20 pound pack strapped to him. Way to take one for the team Chris!
Not literally, but figuratively. My friend Arrin was competing in the 2009 NPC Northern Kentucky Bodybuilding and Figure Championships. I wasn’t able to go watch her compete two years ago, so I was definitely going this time. 6 of us made the trek to Covington Kentucky, just outside of Cinncinati. I think you can tell which one is Arrin.
We arrived to the show around 7 pm and WOW. I don’t know if I can even describe it. It’s almost something your eyes have to see for yourself. First, these men and women are the color of a golden brown turkey cooked perfectly for Thanksgiving. I had never see this tone before except on purses and belts. It was spray tan central. I now, do not feel I was too tan last summer during my sabbatical. I didn’t even recognize Arrin when I first saw her, I walked right on by her. Second, these people are ripped!! I only ever used the word shredded to refer to cheese, but at this show, it was to describe the muscles. The guys could flex their back muscles into 10 different shapes that looked like some CGI movie clip. It was amazing.
Arrin was competing in the Figure portion. She’s been training for months, eating only protein and veggies. It’s a discipline I could never get to, but completely give her much respect and props for doing it! She finished 3rd in her division, which I thought was one if not 2 spots lower than she should have finished! I don’t know how they judge this thing, but third gets her to advance, so that’s good enough for me! Here’s a look at her competition. She’s 4th from the left here. The girl to her left, won the division and the whole Figure portion of the show. I’ll go “Tonya Harding” on her, but only if Arrin asks me too 🙂
Closer shot of Arrin and her rockin’ bod!!!
Since we were already there, we stayed until the very end to see the Super Heavyweight men. These guys weigh over 225 pounds are are all muscle…so we thought. There were only 3 guys competing. The first 2 were phenominal. Just like you see on TV. Then the last guy came out. I think he lost a bet or something. This dude was a good 250 and 50% body fat. Bless his heart and his little red banana hammock for getting on stage. He was trying to flex and work the crowd like he owned it! It was hilarious! Now the key is, they award to the top 5 in each category. So, he got third and a huge trophy! I’ll try to find the NPC picture from the event because it is priceless.
So, congrats to Arrin!!! I’m proud of you girl and you’ll always get 1st place in my heart!!!
I’ve pulled some pranks in my days. So did my brother if I remember correctly (VHS tape across the street)! For me, my prime time was in college. I lived below a group of 3 guys that me and my girlfriends got to be friends with. Our doors were always unlocked, so both apartments were at risk and you never knew when you’d get hit. They would repeatedly turn off our hot water until we nailed a big blanket over our fuse box. They stole our couch once (my parents came the next day and were quite confused). A really good one they did was to open up 40 rolls of toliet paper in my roommates bedroom AND turn all of her furniture towards the walls so she couldn’t open any drawers. We used toliet paper out of a trash bag for weeks… hey, it was college and we were poor! Couldn’t let good TP go to waste!
My favorite one that I pulled on them had to do with their pantry. During one party they had, I ripped off all the labels on their can goods. Pears, beans, beets, soup… didn’t matter. I took them all off! Whatever they opened that day at that time, they had to eat! It was great! Who doesn’t like beets for breakfast?
All my pranks have been small scale, but maybe some day they’ll increase to this size…