What I Learned in Avalon

  • Daffy from Gremlins 2Brookes is a big fan of Gremlins 2.  I now know about Gizmo, Mohawk, Lenny, George, and Daffy.  Mr. Clamp was my favorite character.
  • Wiener is the first word that pops into Sam’s mind when given the topic, “things you blow”.  I have no knowledge of casseroles and my mom is intelligent when it comes to crosswords and general knowledge.
  • JC put up the highest front 9 I have ever seen carding a 79.  He got it together with a 61 back after not having played golf in 5 years.
  • 4chan-friends-meetSam showed me how to surf 4Chan‘s b board and now I can make an effort to be a /b/tard.  I will note that anyone who says they prefer 4Chan over Reddit is saying something that I now understand.
  • Laura asking if human’s lay eggs was pretty out there.  She is also pretty damn good at Yoga.
  • JC’s love of Robin Thicke’s song Blurred Lines is incomparable to anyone on this planet.  He also loves the meatloaf at the Princeton.
  • Cape May to Lewes Ferry

    Cape May to Lewes Ferry

    Lewes, DE has the most canes and walkers in the US.  I made this up but has to be close.  The woman in the museum said that the English ate limes to fight off scurvy and the Germans ate sauerkraut.  This respectively led to Limeys and Krauts as nicknames.  She was old and loved the movie Master and Commander.

  • Jeff gets a head shake and nod on this stunt.  I don’t have the stomach for these types of wild moves into 4 ft deep water.

  • Please vote on this poll and leave a comment if you know who Vanna White is.  Someone in our family had never heard of her before and believes that most people in a certain generation have never heard of her either.

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By |2014-10-03T11:51:45-04:00October 3rd, 2014|My Life|2 Comments

Appetizers @ the Golden Inn / Seaglass

At a relatively nice restaurant called Seaglass in Avalon, these are the size of their appetizers. Take a guess how much they are each?

The springs rolls were 7 bucks and the chowder was also 7. I would have thought these picture were taken with a magnifying glass because these make them look reasonable. The spring rolls were two bites each and look at how big the spoon is in the cup. For 7 bucks you’d think you would get something at least a little filling. I realize it’s down the shore and everyone thinks they can jack the prices up because it’s vacation but sometimes the patron fights back. I hope google picks up this post and sends anyone looking for the Seaglass to this page so they can read about my lack of satisfaction in these appetizers. The entrees were also overpriced for what it’s worth. A JRP costs 7 bucks!?!

By |2011-07-06T16:08:52-04:00July 6th, 2011|My Brain|1 Comment

Vaca

So after some nice dental work on Friday, I begun my vacation. My tooth space was bleeding for about 5 hours after the work and my entire face was numb from 4 novacane shots but all in all I came out of it incredibly well. I was able to play softball on Saturday where our team got creamed. I use the analogy of an intramural bball team who brings their 5 best players to play the whole game, playing against a team of 9 guys where everyone has to play at least 2 quarters. After that I went to the shore where we are staying at a beautiful house on the bay in Avalon. We went to the Princeton on Sat night and I was under control the entire time which led to minimal amounts of fun but it was for the best. I discussed with Jkash that the problem with being pretty much sober at the bar is that you can identify the girls who are either too big or not pretty enough which leads to nothing, and the girls who are too hot, I’m too sober and can’t find the balls to make any moves. It’s quite the conundrum. It’s going to be something I have to get used to though because I’ve been feeling really good physically without much alcohol in my system.

I woke up on Sunday and went for a 5 mile run in the heat. Avalon is supposed to be cooler by a mile but in my estimation it feels hotter than hell. We went to the beach where we were ogling some 17 year old girls. No age was actually confirmed but Jkash overhead the one girl saying that she only goes out with older guys, “Bobby’s a senior, and Jimmy just graduated…” so we were pretty sure they were jail bait. I got burnt to a crisp at the beach because I didn’t put any suntan lotion on and I’m feeling the effects today. Mael and I met Evan at the Borgata later in the night to play some cards. It was my sole intention to not get hammered and just play poker. I probably had about 6 beers on the night and played 1-2 from about 10pm till 3am. I ended up 65 dollars to the plus side with very little variance. I play a really solid game and people tend to just stay away from me. Plus the fact that I’m not drinking gives me very little imagination at the table. We came back at 10am today and I went for another 5 mile run this morning. It really is amazing at what I can accomplish without drinking so much. We had another beach day and just for the bragging rights, I won the race to the boat and back which was probably a little under a half mile. Sam the Ursinus athlete got creamed by Tc the 26 year old aging alchy. I’m pretty pumped about the rest of the week as we have golf lined up one day this week and we are going to take Ms. Avalon out for a fishing trip. We are still o-fer for the trip of catching fish but I’m sure we will make this the year we catch something. Wagon and I got some bait and we casted a line in the bay and something ate the blood worm but our rod wasn’t reeling in and we are using a huge hook that is meant to catch marlins. I am determined to make it happen though. I also foresee another trip to the Borgata for some more card action but I have a ways to go before I even start to dent the beat down from my dental work. I say this sweet Hugo Boss suit that I said I would buy if I won 500 bucks. If I get it I will take a picture of how bad ass I will look. I might buy it anyway just to humor myself.

I’m not really sure how much I’ll post either. My brother has his laptop down here which is what I’m working from now but these are all pretty rudimentary events and I don’t really find them that exciting to write about. I’m still feeling really good though and I expect it to continue for a while. I have this entire week off and then the next entire week off in Ocean City, MD, followed by July 4th which I also plan on spending by the beach. This is going to be some serious sun and I’m loving every minute of it. I truly apologize if you are reading this at work because I am living so much better than you right now. I’m sitting on the dock of the bay, watching the tide roll away, OHHHHHH, just sitting on the dock of the bay, wasting time.
Hate Comments appreciated for my assholeness of uploading the pictures.

By |2010-06-21T15:32:44-04:00June 21st, 2010|My Life|0 Comments

Blessing in disguise

It’s 1am and I’m having problems going to sleep so i thought I would write an entry. I think I’m on somewhat of a life high as of late. I know it seems counter-intuitive considering the mess I made of myself but the self realization that came along with it has me more optimistic lately than I’ve ever been. First off, I realized that all girls aren’t whores. On Saturday morning when I woke up with my face mangled, I had my friends looking after me and then Jill was nice enough to take multiple hours our of her life to drive me to the hospital and then sit there and wait for me while they re-attached my lip. Ck4 would have been out the door the first sign of a needle or a drop of blood. The genuine concern from the female gender was a bit different than what I’m used to. So this revelation that I can’t group all girls into the slut category is a step in the right direction despite what Jka$h (from his signature I was previously missing out on the Kesha $ sign) might think. I also think that I have a new found respect for alcohol. Now I know this comment will draw some “yeah rights”. The Sheee is very skeptical about this and thinks that I’m underplaying what happened but like I told him tonight, “just give me a chance and we’ll see if I can do a better job.” I’m not going to go as far as to say I’ve been reborn because I don’t have a religious bone in my body but I think I’m being offered another chance to make right. You can bring up countless times in my history where this feeling should have struck me before and I’m completely putting myself out there with this post but I’m going to talk the talk and by doing so, hopefully walk the walk. I really feel like I’m putting the pieces together from a personal sense and I think this has led me to do some soul searching within myself for what I should make of the opportunities presented to me.

This is going to be a difficult task these next two weeks as I have time off to do whatever I want and that usually leads to day drinking binges into the night and unreal stories. Just to give a few examples;

  • The brawl the Rock and I started (he started) by calling some girl a cunt and then we had 10 bros surrounding us looking to fight (the number increases by 1 each year) and we had some hero out of the blue say “it’s too late for pizza” (the rock offered pizza to the dbags as a symbol of piece (see what I did there)) and he created a huge distraction by knocking the pizza out of the rocks hands and then attacking our assaulter. The cops got there a minute later and broke it up while in the meantime the Rock and I escaped the brawl and went inside the pizza place to hit on the two 19 years olds inside.
  • The time at the Princeton when I gave Jeff my real ID and he tried to get in but they didn’t let him because we didn’t look enough alike and then 5 minutes later I tried to get in claiming that they had my ID. This brought major suspicion amongst the bouncers and they ended up calling the cops. The cops interrogated me asking me what happened and they were saying my brother stole my ID and they were asking me if I talked to him to which I famously replied “of course I talk to him, he’s my brother.” The Wagon was right by my side acting as my lawyer as he claimed. They were completely baffled because I was over 21 and ended up letting me go but not before they wanted to search Jeff’s friend when the Wagon interjected by asking the cop to show him his search warrant which sent him on their way.
  • I can’t remember if this was the same night as the above story but Jeff rode Nance’s bike into a grouping of trees while fleeing some 50. I think he ended up hiding in the bushes while I picked him up to a disgruntled po-po but this was obviously a no-no because everyone involved would have been in some trouble.
  • I honestly could go on with me getting booted from the house next door last year, the Wagon and the boys of summer will never die, I had a nosebleed at Jack’s place that lasted forever and it resulted in me running down the street kicking over trash cans, sadly none of these are ending in me getting my d wet but you get the point of what is about to take place.

    Which leaves me here today feeling good and anticipating what is in store for the future. I know what is upcoming and I am prepared to make the best of it. I know what I’ve done in my past and I can only look forward. I do strive to be better and even though I know I’m all talk at this point, I intend to make good on these words.

  • By |2010-07-08T01:00:09-04:00June 16th, 2010|My Life|0 Comments

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