So, the routine continues. I walked out of the house this morning to find that it was cold. Which made me realize that hey, we're halfway through September. Seriously, what happened to August? Before I know it, I'll be digging my car out of a pile of snow every morning just to drive 3 miles to work.
I noticed that my blog has been mostly an informal diary and running commentary on the media/pop culture lately. It makes for regular updating, but I think I'm gonna try to write more challenging entries again (in addition to the other stuff). I guess I haven't been in an introspective mood that much lately. But anyways, if you are a regular reader of this blog, like it or not, there will probably be more of those entries coming that scream, "Hmmm, better just skim this one". Maybe I'll try writing more on the weekends again too, but we'll see. Now, on with the diary/running commentary...
Friday evening, I took the first good nap I've had in a long time, quite a noteworthy event in this exciting rock star lifestyle of mine. I fell asleep with the Sox losing 4-3 in the 3rd or 4th inning, then woke up exactly one Billy Koch outing later, when it was 7-3 or so, with my face mashed in a drool-soaked section of my pillow.
After watching them lose officially, I stopped by Lameworks in Streets of Woodfield and did something that I hadn't done in a long time: Play arcade games. I miss the days when I would go to the MKII machines, beat the guy there as a crowd gathered to watch, and impress everyone by doing a certain "Babality" or "Friendship Move". Or, be one of the people who knew how to drive the "Advanced" or "Expert" tracks on Daytona USA. Hey, when you're in Junior High or High School, people are easily impressed. Now, other than the occasional game of 4 player Blitz, I don't know any of the games well enough to play them anymore. I don't remember a single finishing move in MKII, not that there are any arcades that still carry that game anyways. I can barely even pass Advanced in Daytona nowadays, and all but forgot every single shift in Expert.
Oh, I also got to hang with some old peeps from college. We even took a sticker picture, which I definitely haven't done since high school. Of course, Will the idiot forgot to close out his tab that night, so he was in the area again Saturday morning. But it was a good opportunity to take the following pictures in my driveway:
Riding in his coupe was a pretty cool experience. The car feels a little sportier than mine, but a little less luxury. I guess it depends on what you prefer, even though the differences aren't that huge. I don't think I'll ever buy a 2-door car though. Just so used to 4-doors by now that I can't see myself driving anything else.
The other major sources of excitement for the weekend were football and cards. Even though I can feel another MNF-screwing about to hit me, and I got eliminated twice in poker with a River card draw, I still must admit that it was all good fun. The battles between me and Greg are starting to rival the classics between me and P. In football, it's gonna be another nail-biter tonight. Everyone is highly encouraged to root against Jeremy Shockey and Freaky Barber, and root for Roy Williams to get 2 interceptions returned for TDs.
