Monday, January 24, 2005
Anyway...
The word "anyways" -- let's talk about it:
Webster says that anyways and anyway have the same meaning and same part of speech. What is the purpose of putting an "s" on the end of the word? Right, there is no usefull purpose, and I'm guessing that anyways is a relatively recent addition to Webster's word catalog and was only put in because of its popularity with people who misuse it. Also, about the word, I bet shy people barely, if at all, use anyway/anyways. If you rarely speak, when are you going to have the chance to say, "So anyway, I was walking down the street when..." I'm guessing you will never hear a shy person so either of those words. Keep an ear out for it.
Hey, someone finish that example sentence for me: So anyway, I was walking down the street when... ... be creative ...
I received a question about my booze money totatl from the Middle Breidenbach Brother. Here's the thing, it was too much of a wake up call as to how much money I do blow on booze and at bars, so for the sake of fun, I'm scrapping the experiment. It's better for us all if I do that. Plus, for those of you whom I regularly buy drinks or shots for, do you really want me to quit the free-spending thing? Drink on.
Thursday night at the karaoke contest Mike sang and danced very well, but didn't win. Some dude who sang a Bon Jovi song won. I think he won because his song is better known than "Your Love" by The Outfield. I will excuse his win because he was wearing a Green Day shirt. The Paint Crew arrived around 7, some of us ate, I shot some really horrible pool, bought a glowing ice cube for 3 bucks cause a cute girl said it was for the kids and I'm weak, started drinking pitchers of beer. I think I bought 7 pitchers and drank probably half the beer. Suffice it to say, I was a little tipsy. I fell getting into my buddy's jeep. I fell when I woke up in the morning and called to say I would be in at break. It was ridiculous and an entirely great time.
Friday night we watched Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle. For a "dick and fart joke comedy," it was pretty good and really funny. I laughed out loud on several occasions. I don't think it is possible to review a movie like this without giving away the humor, so I'll just say Shotgun Anus. But the Cheetah thing was lame. Neil Patrick Harris. He went to high school with FPJ. Yeah, that's right, FPJ, do you know who that is?
I have a worthwhile link for you: Jesse's Blog. I live with him; he'll tell you about his bad beats and the things he wants to do before being graduated.
The song "Come on and Dance" by The Steve Miller Band has a great beginning and then just kind of shits on itself part way through. What's up with that?
I was playing poker last night. I had rockets, was all-in with 18 bucks pre-flop. Dude was all-in with 17. He hit two pair on the flop, K's and Q's. Fucker. I lost. What are you going to do?
Last night I played a game new to me: Liar's Poker. I was pretty fun, Jesse, Will, Adam and I sat around and played a few rounds. It's a game of experience and I had little, but I was catching on.
Saturday night Adam picked me up and we drove down to Platteville for the basketball game. The drive was four hours each way and the game was frustrating to watch. The guys were playing alright, but the coach had the team sitting in a zone for the entire second half, even when they got down by 8 and 10 points. At no point did they come out of and try to create a turnover or play some pressure D, they just let Platteville's guards play catch around the perimeter and run 30 seconds off the clock each possession. A coach has to give his team a chance to win, preferably the best chace possible, but with this coach I'll take any chance - but Saturday night he gave them very little chance. Son of a bitch.
On the way home Adam and I stopped in LaCrosse to have a drink with Schulz and some ladies. After two drinks each, we left and headed for home. Adam got pulled over for an improper turn and Cop gave him a field sobriety test, which he passed with flying colors. Exciting little moment. We got back to EC at about 3:20; I crashed immediately.
Last night I played too much Mario Golf, drank my entire 20 pack of Coors Light, and fucked around on the computer. Pretty lame night. Moving on...
...Today is Monday. No class 'til Wednesday. Time for a nap.
Until I Wake Up.
Webster says that anyways and anyway have the same meaning and same part of speech. What is the purpose of putting an "s" on the end of the word? Right, there is no usefull purpose, and I'm guessing that anyways is a relatively recent addition to Webster's word catalog and was only put in because of its popularity with people who misuse it. Also, about the word, I bet shy people barely, if at all, use anyway/anyways. If you rarely speak, when are you going to have the chance to say, "So anyway, I was walking down the street when..." I'm guessing you will never hear a shy person so either of those words. Keep an ear out for it.
Hey, someone finish that example sentence for me: So anyway, I was walking down the street when... ... be creative ...
I received a question about my booze money totatl from the Middle Breidenbach Brother. Here's the thing, it was too much of a wake up call as to how much money I do blow on booze and at bars, so for the sake of fun, I'm scrapping the experiment. It's better for us all if I do that. Plus, for those of you whom I regularly buy drinks or shots for, do you really want me to quit the free-spending thing? Drink on.
Thursday night at the karaoke contest Mike sang and danced very well, but didn't win. Some dude who sang a Bon Jovi song won. I think he won because his song is better known than "Your Love" by The Outfield. I will excuse his win because he was wearing a Green Day shirt. The Paint Crew arrived around 7, some of us ate, I shot some really horrible pool, bought a glowing ice cube for 3 bucks cause a cute girl said it was for the kids and I'm weak, started drinking pitchers of beer. I think I bought 7 pitchers and drank probably half the beer. Suffice it to say, I was a little tipsy. I fell getting into my buddy's jeep. I fell when I woke up in the morning and called to say I would be in at break. It was ridiculous and an entirely great time.
Friday night we watched Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle. For a "dick and fart joke comedy," it was pretty good and really funny. I laughed out loud on several occasions. I don't think it is possible to review a movie like this without giving away the humor, so I'll just say Shotgun Anus. But the Cheetah thing was lame. Neil Patrick Harris. He went to high school with FPJ. Yeah, that's right, FPJ, do you know who that is?
I have a worthwhile link for you: Jesse's Blog. I live with him; he'll tell you about his bad beats and the things he wants to do before being graduated.
The song "Come on and Dance" by The Steve Miller Band has a great beginning and then just kind of shits on itself part way through. What's up with that?
I was playing poker last night. I had rockets, was all-in with 18 bucks pre-flop. Dude was all-in with 17. He hit two pair on the flop, K's and Q's. Fucker. I lost. What are you going to do?
Last night I played a game new to me: Liar's Poker. I was pretty fun, Jesse, Will, Adam and I sat around and played a few rounds. It's a game of experience and I had little, but I was catching on.
Saturday night Adam picked me up and we drove down to Platteville for the basketball game. The drive was four hours each way and the game was frustrating to watch. The guys were playing alright, but the coach had the team sitting in a zone for the entire second half, even when they got down by 8 and 10 points. At no point did they come out of and try to create a turnover or play some pressure D, they just let Platteville's guards play catch around the perimeter and run 30 seconds off the clock each possession. A coach has to give his team a chance to win, preferably the best chace possible, but with this coach I'll take any chance - but Saturday night he gave them very little chance. Son of a bitch.
On the way home Adam and I stopped in LaCrosse to have a drink with Schulz and some ladies. After two drinks each, we left and headed for home. Adam got pulled over for an improper turn and Cop gave him a field sobriety test, which he passed with flying colors. Exciting little moment. We got back to EC at about 3:20; I crashed immediately.
Last night I played too much Mario Golf, drank my entire 20 pack of Coors Light, and fucked around on the computer. Pretty lame night. Moving on...
...Today is Monday. No class 'til Wednesday. Time for a nap.
Until I Wake Up.
