Showing posts with label Mike. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mike. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

New Years Resolution: Nap Diversification

Happy new year everyone! May it bring you prosperity, good health, and good cheer.

For New Years eve we went to our good friend’s house, Justin and Jody, to ring in the new year. As always the combination of dynamic people created a fun and entertaining night. We brought Allie along and she did just fine although evidently it didn’t start very well. Kelli had to work so Allie and I met her their. Justin said we could bring Sable, Kelli’s dog, with us since we were spending the night, so I gave her a bath. Then I went to change Allie and she crapped in her pants and got it all over her clothes so I had to give her a bath. Then I changed her into a clothing selection that wasn’t quite in tune with being cute. A white shirt with green John Deere logo and white pants with pink strips down the side…who knew that wouldn’t fly? Allie didn’t think that was a good selection either even and crapped through that outfit as well.

On to the party, Kelly T was politically correct and made an appearance which isn’t an easy thing to do for her since it’s a one way 45 minute drive out of the way for her. We were happy to see her before she had to go make appearances at other party’s. Mike and Melissa showed up late…as usual now that they have been late one times in a row. Justin and I hit the shots along with another Police buddy of his, had mixed drinks and generally tied on a dirty one. Our friends the Jackie and Ed our back in the area and fortunately came over. Jackie who was the driver turned out to be the passenger.


After we toasted the New Year with some Hermannohof Champagne Jackie and Ed brought…good stuff. She started with her Jackie-isims. I don’t know what to call them but there random bits of funniness. For instance at one point she had glitter on her face and after Ed unsuccessfully licked it off, she smiled and said “I’m a Disco Ball.”




This is the point of the night I grab the closest thing and try to write as fast as I can because here comes the Jackie-isims. Normally I break my wrist trying to write and the next morning I realize…while I may have been writing my spelling utterly sucks. As it turns out a lot of people had their own –isims and the plate I grabbed was filled in a hurry.

Jackie R. – “I think I got my Headboard Head…I can find it!”
Jackie R. – “Shut your mouth Ed. You need whitening and a dental fix up.
Jackie R. – Some guy thought I was Italian and Greek….He was wrong…I was Italian and German.”
Mike G. – “I’ll be a bubble.”
Melissa G. – “Guys couldn’t go that way…they have to go from that way”
Melissa G. – “I saw my eye going out right there”

p.s. Jackie ended up leaving her cell and their side dish plate at the party.


After a night light that there is only on thing to do and that is sleep.


And when you wake up from that nap, it’s time to get up and go to a different couch and sleep. It’s a great day to diversify your sleeping

Wednesday, January 03, 2007


Last night I was fortunate enough to score Blues Tickets, but it gets better. The seats were against the ice on the corner next to the cameraman in the zone where the Blues attack twice.

So My friend Mike and I were enjoying the wonderful seats in the second period as the score was 1 - 0 (Blues) and he offered to get us some Beers, but he really wanted to get some Roasted Nuts. (That will be a different post). After a few minutes of him being gone, the puck comes into the zone, shoots way up into the net, and falls behind the glass.

Now, the puck lands between the Camera Man and me, or exactly where Mike was sitting. It then bounces and few times and rolls to the Camera mans feet. He just looked at me as if saying...well, when are you going to get this thing! I then heard a stampede of footsteps. Quick thinking I drop to my knees and lunge to my left and slam my hand on the puck. No challenges because Blues fans rock and are respectful.

So as Mike walked down to the seats, I had it sitting on my knee. He was disappointed, kind of. He always has Dickey Barret calling him on stage to dance to the Mighty, Mighty Bosstones while I meanwhile was blocked by security.
Oh and Blues lost 4-1 giving up all 4 goals in the 3rd. We'll get there eventually.