When there’s nothing left to burn, you must set yourself on fire
This weekend was a spectacular event. From crashing and burning spectacularly on my CASB exam to having a spectacular time in a giant tent listening to a Foo Fighter cover band and hitting on Kirsty’s friends to the point where I’m sure they hate her for bringing us out, it was all golden. I am fairly certain that I had a good time during Stampede, mostly just because of how ridiculous this city gets with the whole thing. I think I can state categorically that guys in cowboy outfits look ridiculous, and girls dressed in cowboy outfits are awesome. Cowboy hats and skirts are one of the deadliest combos around.
I have no idea why more cities don’t give their summer fair thing a theme. I think the Ex would be a thousand times better if it was the Pirate Ex. Get the whole city dressing as privateers and pirates and all the restaurants and bars with treasure chests and parrots and skeletons all over the place and everyone would have a blast. At least I would. Pirates are way cooler than Cowboys. I think pirate hats and bandanas and skirts would be an equally deadly combo. You could have the Decemberists playing everywhere and all types of ill shit. Actually, they should just do that here, because then I would be able to attend without travelling for 6 hours.
This was the most retarded post ever. Whatever. I had a bunch of shit that I was gonna right about, and then I got all sidetracked. It was gonna be real interesting writing too, like how I had green vegetables last night, and I can’t remember the last time I did than. Or how I routinely get my ass kicked in squash by Tim, but I swear it has nothing to do with him being better than me. I also threw my name in the hat to get tickets in our corporate box to the Avril Lavigne show. I think that would be the funniest shit in the world (plus I still think she is hot). I was kind of hoping that I would be able to see Talib Kweli from up there, but I haven’t seen any e-mails going around about that. Or maybe I just totally missed the show.
Things have definitely mellowed out around here lately, now that CASB is out of the way (for a bit at least). As I noted above we are starting to play squash again, and buy groceries. I’m sure that is something that should be a high priority in any case, but I have honestly only bought Gatorade for the past month or so. It is an excellent breakfast food, as well as a great electrolyte-replenisher for those times when your body has used them all up processing the previous night’s festivities.
I apologize to anyone who read this drivel. Although, anyone who reads this is likely to be used to my meandering style.
Peace.
4 Comments:
I take excpetion to your lack of confidence in this post. Your observations on cowboys and pirates are both timely and prescient. I took your advice on that Decembrists album and agree that it dominates. These guys have a serious left wing slant too. I can't believe you're letting that fire crotch beat you in sports. I hope that if you win those Avril tickets you have to sit with a partner and keep your creepiness in check.
Also add tall lanky dude to the list of people that beat Justin in Squash.
Mark
I will also add Mark to this list of huge nerds who check blogs at 7 in the morning. And I will demand a rematch. Hopefully when you get back from Tofino all bloated on beer and seaweed that you snorted attempting to surf.
Hey man, 6pm Thursday everything starts to go down. We are calling when we get our hotel room and you and Timmy are coming out. Catch you tomorrow.
RB
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