7-6-04 - Some Thoughts
7-5-04 - My Triumphant Return
6-3-04 - Alex's Take on Tubing
5-23-04 - NBA Conference Finals
5-22-04 - Hari's Guest Column
5-19-04 - Meaghan's Guest Column
5-11-04 - Defining Thoughts
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After making a well-received return to column writing after my self-imposed hiatus, I probably shouldn't have taken a three month break. My apologies. To make it up to you, I'm going to make a promise. I guarantee that I will write at least three columns a week for the month of October...unless I change my mind. I am not going to promise quality, but I'll try my best to make up for it with quantity.
To start things off, lets recap some of the more interesting events of the last few months.
HOUSEHOLD HIGH JINKS
For my 25th birthday (and numerous other reasons), we christened my new place with a massive party. Approximately 150 people attended the celebration definitely announcing our arrival as the Baylor party house. But for all of the raves and all of the drunken guests, there was remarkably few stories
1) Can't Stand Me Now- The Libertines
2) Somebody Told Me - The Killers
3) iGeneration - MC Lars
4) You and Only You - Graham Colton
5) When I Goose Step - The Shins
6) Another Morning Stoner - And You Will Know Us by the Trail of the Dead
7) Nowhere Again - Secret Machines
8) Come Back Down - Nickel Creek
9) Last Goodbye - Jeff Buckley
10) Vertigo - Jump Little Children
I can't get to mad though. Now that karma has paid me back, I have a confession. Chris, I hooked up on your bed a little over a year ago. Umm, and forgot to wash the sheets. Sorry...
A few weeks after our party, Liz, Travis, Michelle and I went out to Red Star with a group of med students. Although I don't remember much, I have been assured that I had a very good time. Nothing too dramatic happens, but a friend drives me home and I manage to make it to bed without incident, even remembering to lock my door in the process. The next morning when I begin to stir, I reach to scratch the back of my head. Strangely, it feels less like a scratch and more like I'm clubbing myself over the head with a wooden bat. This piques my interest enough for me to open my eyes. Looking down at my right arm, I realize that I am wearing a cast adorned with phrases such as "Glenn loves (a drawing of male genitalia)" and "Do you think I have a drinking problem". I'll get Dave back. I'd vow to get Blake back, too, but he already got himself. It seems that Blake injured "himself" with the fiberglass remnants on his hands from casting my arm.
That isn't the only Blake highlight. On the afternoon that Mexi Jeff and I drove up to Austin for ACL, Blake went out on his
ouldn't have been that big of a deal, but Dave and White Jeff were off studying and Blake feared that they might not for hours. Without his cell phone and at a loss for ideas, he decided that there was only one sure way out of his predicament. He'd have to jump. Blake tossed the mattress from his balcony futon down onto the backyard lawn. Sadly, the extra two inches of padding din't break his fall, and his knee hasn't been right since.
One of my favorite events occurred right after we moved in. Jeff had been in Austin for the weekend, and Kevin had been in Houston. That weekend Kevin's Guiness Book dry spell finally ended...on Jeff's bed (BTW, whoever had August 7, 2004 wins the pool). I don't think this would have been that big of a deal if we:
a) didn't tell Jeff,
b) told Jeff right away, or
c) washed his sheets.
Unfortunately, we spaced it off and chose option d) tell Jeff four days later after he had slept on those sheets for three nights. Jeff flew out of his chair, yelled a few profanities, and immediately went to his room to change his sheets. I think I would have felt bad if I wasn't laughing so hard.
AUSTIN CITY LIMITS
Reasons why it sucked: Too crowded, too hot, no life-changing concerts; Aaron grabbing my ass every two minutes; not as many of you were there; got separated from my friends on day two and missed day three because I'm a douche.
Reasons why it rocked: Great concerts by Broken Social Scene, Solomon Burke, Old 97's, The Killers, and Franz Ferdinand; watching Kevin get cock-blocked for the sake of a poker game; watching Reid drunkenly stand at the bar waiting for twenty minutes to pay a bar tab that he had already paid; Reid and Munoz getting in a "urination fight" (don't ask); watching Susan try to reign in a drunk Aaron; Reid trying to booty call a girl at 3 AM and conveniently forgetting that she had moved to North Carolina.
Two more notes:
Friday of ACL was outstanding. I enjoyed every concert I went to, it wasn't as ridiculously crowded as Saturday was, and the 6th street bar-hopping that night was my favorite night out in the last few months.
Saturday, I left the concert early because Kiley was in Houston that weekend for Rosemary's wedding and was staying at my place. Despite missing The Pixies, The Roots, Wilco, Spoon, Elvis Costello, Rachael Yamagata, and Ben Harper, I'm not quite willing to concede that it was the wrong decision. But I will say that it was the psychologically irresponsible one...
LAW SCHOOL HIGHLIGHTS
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RANDOM BETS AND EVENTS
Alex emailed me about a month ago and asked if I wanted to have a threesome with him and Eliz. After I respectfully declined, Alex tried to save face by claiming that he had to send the email as a result of a bet he lost to his brother. Alex, I can understand that your feeling might be hurt, but that is no reason to resort to lying.
Leigh is back in Houston and knows who Finley Quaye is. Everyone pat her on the back next time you see her.
A month a and a half ago, when the Astros were six games back in the wild card race, I told a friend that I shave my head if they made the playoffs. Is a statement as binding as a bet? Someone needs to check the guy code.
A couple of times over the last few months, I have done things that I have been ashamed of after drinking too much. Since I previously thought I had no shame, this has really affected me. Therefore, I am done getting drunk. I'm not going to make a Quixotic attempt to give up alcohol, but I am no longer going to attempt to keep up with the Munoz's of the world.
