Hooters, I go for the wings
Tonight the ROFLCOPTER flew with haste to enjoy endless wings at hOOters. Phil, Miklos, Josh, Joe, Becky, her sister and her sister's boy friend were there. The way it worked was it was $8.99 for the first 10 wings and $2 for every refill of ten wings after that. If you eat at least 20 wings you save money. Our waitress was Kelli and let me tell you, she was the most attractive, h-o-"double t" server we've had the pleasure of being with. She was amazing, that was the consensus among the group. The guys and Becky talked about football for awhile and I sat there and did the Cleveland, Midwestern thing and kept my mouth shut and ate baked beans (I had wings too, this was later after we were there for a while). Apparently people from the Midwest like baked beans, I never got that memo.
I'm all moved in and my room is organized and clean. Becky came by and didn't even have to straighten it because it was so neat. It's my goal to keep myself very organized and on task this semester and so far I'm doing that. Today was my first class. It was at 2:30pm and was my only class today. If you hate me because of that, wait, because I also have no classes on Fridays. Now you can hate me, but I do have classes from 10:30am-4:30pm on Tuesdays and Thursdays. That will suck, I'm not looking forward to it.
I'm enjoying the time hanging out in Wizzo 403. We're all sitting in Joe and Tyson's room just chill-laxin. We brought Alex O some blackberry pie earlier and we invited her up do work in some company. Instead, Tyson is reading, Joe is cutting out infinitesimal pieces of paper that are supposed to be folded and glued together into a transformer, Alex is reading blogs and I'm updating mine. It's a party. Speaking of parties and pie, I would like to thank everyone that came over Saturday and I was amazed at all the pie we had. I like that trend and I hope to see more lovely faces and lovely pies at our next party. ROFLCOPTER get me some Kool-Aid with my red hot riblets.
The ROFLCOPTER is not happy about the Indian's loss. The final score was 5-4 and the game was tied at 4 for most of the game until the Yankees motivated themselves and managed to score another run. I hate the Yankees, almost as much as I hate the Steelers. It was a well fought game and I'm surprised we didn't lose by more. Speaking of losing, I was a part of history tonight, the Indians haven't lost this many games in a row (9) since 1975 or something ridiculous like that. And what really blew, was the fact that there were so many Yankee fans there. Go back to New York. I wanted to go buy a souvenir Indians baseball bat in the gift shop and go wait in the parking lot. And to top it all off, it was country music night! At least it didn't rain. ROFLCOPTER, back to the garage. Let's call it a night.
And so ends another chapter in the Denison pool history book. Today was the last day it was open and now all of the guards who want more hours move to the City's other pool, Cum'land. That's what we call it anyway, it's the name on the street, or as others call it, Cumberland. Either way, I'm not looking forward to working there regardless of what you call it. They get a lot of patrons (which means work for Connor Thomas) and the Guards are uptight and not very friendly. At least that's the reputation they have. Incase you haven't picked up on my subtle hints, Denison and Cum'land have been rivals for quite sometime now. Denison may have pulled some pranks on the other pool in recent years but we've stayed to ourselves this year. I'm going to miss this summer. The people, the cold, the lack of patrons, the movies, the paychecks. All are nice, but I am also anxious to get back to Carnegie Mellon and move into Wizzo 403 with the coolest roommates ever, Joe McDermott and Tyson Schrader. I also can't wait to see Becky again, it's been "sooo long". The ROFLCOPTER suggests you fly down to the next post if you haven't read it already.
When we first got to the bowling alley, we were waiting for another car full of people to arrive so were looking for something to kill time. The bowling alley had a few machines where you try and win a prize by maneuvering a claw over it and letting it drop. In this one machine were soft stuffed Vans with advertisements on them like you would see on a racecar. To my surprise there was a Van in there that had Viagra written all over it. I knew I had to at least try and win. Opportunities like this don't just come along every day. It didn't take long though, since I won on the first try. What can I say, I have a knack for games like that, as does my good friend J-McDizzle. So for good luck, I carried around the VIAGRA van and it worked. I'll probably never bowl that well ever again. ROFLCOPTER, clear those pins and give me an "x".
The ROFLCOPTER has decided that I'm about as exciting as a blog, yes I'm boring. For some reason lately, I've become extremely boring and uninterested in anything other than work, back to school, or the INTERNET. I'm not sure what my problem is. I have many friends that want to do things with me, all I have to do is call them up. But what do I do? I stay home, watch the Olympic game's opening ceremony and then clean my room. How pathetic is that? On the plus side, I've been getting important things checked off of my list before I head back to Carnegie Mellon. For some reason, I'm apathetic about hanging out with friends. I was invited to go bowling tomorrow night, so I think I'll do that. Ghetto bowling, we call it that because we go to this cheap place in a not so nice neighborhood.
Let's say this Twinkie represents the normal amount of emokinetic energy in the INTERNET area. According to this morning's sample, it would be a Twinkie thirty-five feet long, weighing approximately six hundred pounds.
The ROFLCOPTER has just returned from Dell.com with the news that my order from Dell has been confirmed. I purchased this evening a Inspiron 600m Notebook. I must say I am pleased with my decision to get this particular model. I've spent the last two weeks or so researching different types of laptops. I started with Dell then looked many other places and then returned right back where I started. Not only does Dell have well made machines, but the service/insurance options they have are unbeatable. This notebook is tricked out, for those of you in the know, these are it's specs:
The ROFLCOPTER says my Sub-Conscious is racist, but I hope it's not. I say or do things with out thinking about it and when I listen to myself, I say, "Hey, that was racist." I feel like I'm accusing myself like I would accuse someone else, it's weird. I'll give you an example. Today at work, I'm on chair, lifeguarding. In front of me is the pool (for obvious reasons) and then after that is the fence that goes around the perimeter of the pool and beyond that is a picnic pavilion. There was a group of African-Americans having a picnic there and the kids are acting crazy. I'm watching them run all over the place. There's these two kids who start climbing on the fence (it's about 10 feet tall with barbed wire on top) and the get half way up. I'm looking at them, thinking what the hell do you think you're doing? I pick up my megaphone and tell them to get down (in an Arnold Schwarzenegger voice, but that's not important). Then I say, not too loudly, pretending to yell, "Don't make me get the hose!"
Who did I find on it? The one and only Helen Keller, that's who! I don't think I knew she was on the quarter so it was quite the surprise. I just felt that I had to share this. BTW, the ROFLCOPTER crew asks, How did Helen Keller burn her ear? She answered the iron. How did she burn her other ear? They called back.