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6.21.2006

Another Day, Another Cell Phone

I have received my new cell phone, a replacement for the one damaged at Colin's bachelor weekend. But unfortunately, I didn't store my previous address book on the sim card, so I am having to repopulate my entire address book, anew. Live and learn.

By the way, if you ever have wanted to experience rape without the intercourse, try getting a new cell phone out of Cingular when you aren't eligible for an "upgrade". I'm currently constructing a case made of string and egg cartons for my new cell phone. No post-waterfall and P&A drinking game mishaps will happen to this one.

But Cingular was nice enough to let me move down from my current 900 minute rate plan that I have never once fully utilized. But I am losing all but 450 of my 3400+ rollover minutes. It's actually ok, because I knew I'd never use them all anyway.

Until Next Time...

6.19.2006

Colin's Bachelor Weekend

I have been in the foothills of the Ozark Mountains for the weekend. Arrived home last night at around 7:30pm. Exhausted. And let me tell you why.

Friday
Leave out from Dallas area at around 11am. Drive will take 5 hours. Arrive for lunch in Texarkana at approximately 2pm. We are on the road and to our destination by about 4pm. Pick up house keys (Seth rented an amazing 3-bedroom house on a lake....bravo, Seth) and get to Wal-Mart to grab food for the weekend. Get to house, start up grill, (with help of "i've had one cup of wine" lady next door) and drink beer and cook brats and burgers. Attempt to play a drinking game. Finish up the evening with poker.

Saturday
Up early for a 9:48 and 9:56 tee time. The course is amazing. We walk it. I hit a new record. Only 39 over par. But hey...it was fun. We go for lunch and then to the marina to check on the boat. It's not ready. We head back to the house. I shower and we promptly start a drinking game (4:42) that lasts thru the grilling of dinner (bravo, Seth, again) and until bedtime (I think it might have almost been midnight). Only one casualty of the evening. Seth couldn't hold down my multi-shot that I made for the game. I am told that it contained scotch, bourbon, cinnamon liqueur, vodka, miller lite, and tequila. I am also told that I added a dash of tobasco and a couple of glops of barbeque sauce. (sorry Seth).

Sunday
Up early, no alarm clock needed. I feel (amazingly) fine. I start to clean the house while others are still sleeping. Make a few loud noises and abandon the effort. Come back upstairs about an hour later when I hear others waking. We clean the house and run the key back to the realtor. Drive back in to the marina (everything on this trip was approximately 30 minutes from everything else, by the way) to check on the boat. There was to be no lake trip for us this time. We pile into the van and we head back to Dallas.

All in all, a fun time was had by all. There was considerably more history between the other four in attendance among themselves (they had all gone to the same high school, though two were a couple years behind). But I enjoyed getting to meet Jeff and Nathan, both of whom are hilarious. And I think Seth did one hell of a job putting together his brothers bachelor weekend.