Saturday Night

A note or two regarding Saturday night:

~ You know you’re doing something right when at the end of the night the waiter drops your check and says, “I’ve worked here for three years and this is the biggest check I’ve ever seen. And it’s mostly alcohol.” This is not the first time this has happened to us either. For example there was the infamous 55 pitcher night at JD’s. The thing is it’s not like we’re monumental drinkers or total booze hounds or anything. I’ve actually come to realize that our group just tends to roll deeper than normal people resulting in enormous tabs. It’s pretty safe to say that we have a minimum of 10 to 15 people every time we go out. It’s pretty awesome. I’m getting all warm and fuzzy just thinking about it. You guys.

~ When you’re a little kid and don’t know what adults do when you’re not around it’s hard to imagine your teachers having social lives. Now I’ve come to realize that my super hot 4th grade teacher Ms. Daugherty wasn’t spending every night grading my math homework, she was probably getting after it somewhere (Side note: Ms. Daugherty was the first time I notices boobs, it’s nice to know that even at 7 years old I could recognize fantastic breasts, in retrospect it’s a mystery how I actually passed 4th grade). I came to this realization as one of our friends, the vice principal of a high school, was laying on the floor of a bar so that he could get a better angle to take pictures of people doing “shaky face.” Also when another girl, and elementary school teacher, drops the most f bombs I’ve ever heard in one sentence.

~ What is “shaky face” you ask? Well basically you shake your face back and forth as fast you can and someone takes a picture of to see who can capture the ugliest face. Kudos to Amanda for winning that award by the way. The key to shaky face is “loosening the jowls” as someone put it. It’s pretty easy (unless you’re Morgan who just couldn’t seem to get it) and quite comical if you’re hammered. Hopefully someone will email the pictures so that I can post them on the blog. There were some pretty unflattering photos resulting from this game.

How You Know Your Friends Might Have A Gambling Problem

While playing poker one friend loses so much money on the BCS title game that he decides he needs to be "the house" and let everyone else play blackjack against him, and everyone else proceeds to lose enough money to him that he nearly recoups his football losses. My friends are bad influences.