so ben johnson is 21. congradulations. apparently a good way to have a fun time for a birthday in iowa city is to have a bar crawl. so thats what we did. it was a last minute decision for me to go but im glad i jumped on into lucys honda civic for my first night in iowa city. ive heard it was a good time but i didnt know it was going to be somethiing like this. we were walking 96 deep. apparently jacqueline did a really good job in sorting that out and sold 96 of the planned 97. jhoff was all nostalgic ("hick.... lets do this right"), hick had some good quotes ("if i saw someone just jack agnes i would just go 'CLLLLL' and start throwing"), bini couldnt stop quoting the video i will post at the end ("NOW you fucked up"), nicole was just as bad as me in flippy cup, this kid named goose was an awesome BP partner, lugo had some good song selection skills, jano couldnt stop hustling to the song "everyday im hustlin", and this was all before the bar crawl!!
at the first bar andy and i tipped back a few and then went on the dance floor. all of the sudden some girl comes up to me and says "my friend wants to challenge you to a dance off." i could not put this down. im batting 1000 for dance offs. with my only win being tim joos on decade day, junior year, in the pit. well i start off with some crazy arm motions, do a little whirl wind action, just being an idiot. and then this very flamboyant guy starts going jui jitsu on my ass with some arm motions. spicing it up with some wierd moon walk thing. just working it. i cross my arms and take it. so i gotta do something big. i do the wierd arm motions and then i do a somersault and smack my head on the dance floor. i stop it there, im now batting 500.
the next bar was pretty cool, nothing really exciting happened there but it was kinda annoying to have all these waitresses that they had there walk around in packs interrupting your conversations.
the final bar that we went to was called The Union Bar. apparently it is the biggest bar out of all the Big Ten schools. i got lost in it. there are multiple floors and VIP rooms and what not. i was freaking out. how do 96 people go to a bar, wearing the same bar crawl shirts, and im not able to find A person. forgotten by me, we had actually rented out a VIP room and everyone else was there. it was a good time. i got to the point were i was just fine and were just having tipsy conversations with people everywhere.
we get back to johnsons apartment after union closed and was just having fun with a couple of people. at union lugo got some Patron with him and started acting pretty crazy. he poured 10 shots of vodka at 3 in the morning telling people to take them. then he went into johnsons room were lucy and justin were sleeping on the bed and vargas was sleeping on the ground. lugo then proceeded to break johnsons fan and start trying to kill vargas ("IM GOING TO TAKE YOUR LIFE!!") by pressing the grated fan against his face and trying to "hide" behind blankets draped infront of the window in use of blinds.
through and through it was a blast. 96 people didnt get into any fights, didnt have nearly any drama, and all had a good time.
america owns.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
just some random thoughts
i love seeing images like this that make you want to do something like that. i like to think that this wasnt staged.
i still think that winning the lottery is the most interesting conversation possible.
i want to do some small boat sailing.
whats something that you have lost and always wanted to find?
my bike is so pretty.
poetry is so confusing!!! i just get lost in all the words and meanings. tell me it straight.
you know a girls pretty when you notice something that looks good with her that is not noticable in anybody else.
honeycrisp apples own.
im in a band. im the lead guitarist. we are called The Elks.
i dont know if ill ever drop the habit of nail biting.
i want to go to Charlie Trotter's. it's a restaurant. it's in the book "1000 Places to See Before You Die." its supposed to be amazing. the grand tasting menu is $125. any takers? experience.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Heyyyy
so back in action. school action that is. didn't go out for st. Patty's day on the count that i was reading and reading and reading, for a school book. not fun. oh well.
started working out again. 40 min on the bike is freakin working my ass. i just want to be riding outside. anybody got a metal saw? i need to cut my bike lock off. i lost the key.
Easter is a comin. going home for the weekend. seems like a long time that Ive actually spent all of a weekend at isu. the year has gone by so fast. its almost over again. Ive only got less than 6 weeks left. 6 weeks!!! then ill be taking summer classes. German here i come. wish me luck.
the new novel Heat is good. makes me want to become a chef. maybe thatll be a good thing to pick up for next year...
money sucks. i need it. but i dont want to make it. i spend it. but i feel like i should save it. one of the most fasinating conversations is what would you do if you won the lottery. i think i spent 3 hours on the car ride home from bama just fantasizing about it.
started working out again. 40 min on the bike is freakin working my ass. i just want to be riding outside. anybody got a metal saw? i need to cut my bike lock off. i lost the key.
Easter is a comin. going home for the weekend. seems like a long time that Ive actually spent all of a weekend at isu. the year has gone by so fast. its almost over again. Ive only got less than 6 weeks left. 6 weeks!!! then ill be taking summer classes. German here i come. wish me luck.
the new novel Heat is good. makes me want to become a chef. maybe thatll be a good thing to pick up for next year...
money sucks. i need it. but i dont want to make it. i spend it. but i feel like i should save it. one of the most fasinating conversations is what would you do if you won the lottery. i think i spent 3 hours on the car ride home from bama just fantasizing about it.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Week In Bama
so our place in alabama is sick. its a 3 story house that holds 18. its someones actual house that is rented out by meyer realty. we havent been really trashing it because its really nice and has a lot of good beds, rooms, silverware, yadda yadda yadda. the only things that suck are a shitty frig, cold pool, and a poop pipe breaking out in the front yard. bummer. but really its been a fun spring break. the weather is going, sometimes its been a bit hard to handle but the past two days have been good.
i have to apologize to vargus for trying to tell him to get outside more often. its his prerogative if he does not want to.
the food has been pretty good. food from Flora Bama and Desoto has been really good. Lamperts was my favorite though. its a place were they have a custom of throwing their rolls at them. you hold up your hands and they throw them across the room. and then a nice lady covers them in apple butter. on the menu it said that the chicken salad was "Mrs. Agnes's best"... apparently my mom likes to go to Gulf Shores, AL. make an awesome chicken salad. and make it a regular on a big restaurant menu.... go mom.
been reading a lot lately. just cruised through the epilogue of War and Peace and finally finished it. yes you heard me. i finished the book War and Peace. it was good. but when it was talking about the War aspect of the book it felt like it was good through tough learning. like school. the Peace part was really good, a very interesting story. and it being so long it felt like actual people. like it would never end. but it did, 1444 pages into it. it was a lot of reading. now im going to start reading a book called Heat. it should be good.
ive been outside a lot also. been really getting tan. getting tan through burning. im warm right now. and everyone around me is cold that is not burnt. it feels good. i cant wait for summer. i just got news from jessica mino that i could work the july 4th weekend at the gala. yea it doesnt sound like fun but.... a 500 dollar paycheck for a weekend DOES sound fun.
i fell in love with a girl. she works at Flora Bama. i dont know her name. i didnt even talk to her. and i probably will never meet her again. and it makes you think about how many people walk through your life. you just gotta choose who to keep in your life.
sarah is good at making me feel like the flooded pipe in our front yard.
i have to apologize to vargus for trying to tell him to get outside more often. its his prerogative if he does not want to.
the food has been pretty good. food from Flora Bama and Desoto has been really good. Lamperts was my favorite though. its a place were they have a custom of throwing their rolls at them. you hold up your hands and they throw them across the room. and then a nice lady covers them in apple butter. on the menu it said that the chicken salad was "Mrs. Agnes's best"... apparently my mom likes to go to Gulf Shores, AL. make an awesome chicken salad. and make it a regular on a big restaurant menu.... go mom.
been reading a lot lately. just cruised through the epilogue of War and Peace and finally finished it. yes you heard me. i finished the book War and Peace. it was good. but when it was talking about the War aspect of the book it felt like it was good through tough learning. like school. the Peace part was really good, a very interesting story. and it being so long it felt like actual people. like it would never end. but it did, 1444 pages into it. it was a lot of reading. now im going to start reading a book called Heat. it should be good.
ive been outside a lot also. been really getting tan. getting tan through burning. im warm right now. and everyone around me is cold that is not burnt. it feels good. i cant wait for summer. i just got news from jessica mino that i could work the july 4th weekend at the gala. yea it doesnt sound like fun but.... a 500 dollar paycheck for a weekend DOES sound fun.
i fell in love with a girl. she works at Flora Bama. i dont know her name. i didnt even talk to her. and i probably will never meet her again. and it makes you think about how many people walk through your life. you just gotta choose who to keep in your life.
sarah is good at making me feel like the flooded pipe in our front yard.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Upside Down Face
went to a poetry reading last night for one of my classes. the guy reading was actually really funny. i also think that poetry sounds 153x better when the author reads it. it was a good experience
ok so here it goes. i started this blog to update on interesting things in my life and i dont really care if some people think halo is geeky or anything. if you want to judge, im an open book. but here it goes, something interesting, with halo.
team hardcore owns. well it owns when you have a team of friends and you know everyone because if you just go in solo you dont know the people and it just is weird. ive actually never played solo but i would think it would suck. i love team TMNT. kyle is Leonardo. dale is Michelangelo. luke is Raphael. and im Donatello. yea, i know i "do machines" as kyle likes to remind me everytime we play together. but Donatello owns. but anyways. we started playing hardcore last night and we are doing pretty good. everytime i play i feel like im going to have an anxiety attack because you have no radar so you dont know what the hell is going on and you need to really rely on communication from your teammates to know where everyone is. if you dont then your just going to be running around everywhere waiting for someone to come on to your screen and by then your done. but there is one game that stands out from the rest that we played last night. we love playing HC slayer on HC snowbound. we do pretty good at it. so we get set up with this one team and they have some pretty high ranking players. 2 brigadiers and 2 colonels. so we are going up against some heat. we are down the whole game. one of the guys was just plain rediculous. going around everywhere and just taking people out left and right. by the end of the game we are down 42-48 and luke says "damnit, we are going to lose" and we all agree with him. but no, here is our comeback story. three guys swarm down into the bunker on kyle and make it 42-49. kyle gets one of them and i then go in and take the other 2 out. 45-49. they swarm down into the bunker again with three guys, one of them has the overshield so anyone should be pretty confident on at least getting one kill to end it . its 45-49. dale sees that they are going down, hides in one of the bases, follows them, and assassinates the last guy in the pack. kyle takes some damage but throughs a sick grenade right when they go down. taking down their shields and then luke cleans up the last of them with a brute shot. 48-49. i while in the mean time go head to head with the best one of them all at the back entrance of the bunker and take a body-snip/punch combo right after he tries to get me with some headshots with the battle rifle. 49-49. we are freaking out. we need one more kill. they decide to group up one more time and swarm down the middle entrance of the bunker bunker. one of the teammates in the back of the pack throughs a grenade while the front one is going down. unintentionally completely weakening him. the first guy starts shooting needles. dale see's him come down and just goes for the punch. 50-49. we win. i think this experience has made dale believe in fate. it was awesome.
ok so here it goes. i started this blog to update on interesting things in my life and i dont really care if some people think halo is geeky or anything. if you want to judge, im an open book. but here it goes, something interesting, with halo.
team hardcore owns. well it owns when you have a team of friends and you know everyone because if you just go in solo you dont know the people and it just is weird. ive actually never played solo but i would think it would suck. i love team TMNT. kyle is Leonardo. dale is Michelangelo. luke is Raphael. and im Donatello. yea, i know i "do machines" as kyle likes to remind me everytime we play together. but Donatello owns. but anyways. we started playing hardcore last night and we are doing pretty good. everytime i play i feel like im going to have an anxiety attack because you have no radar so you dont know what the hell is going on and you need to really rely on communication from your teammates to know where everyone is. if you dont then your just going to be running around everywhere waiting for someone to come on to your screen and by then your done. but there is one game that stands out from the rest that we played last night. we love playing HC slayer on HC snowbound. we do pretty good at it. so we get set up with this one team and they have some pretty high ranking players. 2 brigadiers and 2 colonels. so we are going up against some heat. we are down the whole game. one of the guys was just plain rediculous. going around everywhere and just taking people out left and right. by the end of the game we are down 42-48 and luke says "damnit, we are going to lose" and we all agree with him. but no, here is our comeback story. three guys swarm down into the bunker on kyle and make it 42-49. kyle gets one of them and i then go in and take the other 2 out. 45-49. they swarm down into the bunker again with three guys, one of them has the overshield so anyone should be pretty confident on at least getting one kill to end it . its 45-49. dale sees that they are going down, hides in one of the bases, follows them, and assassinates the last guy in the pack. kyle takes some damage but throughs a sick grenade right when they go down. taking down their shields and then luke cleans up the last of them with a brute shot. 48-49. i while in the mean time go head to head with the best one of them all at the back entrance of the bunker and take a body-snip/punch combo right after he tries to get me with some headshots with the battle rifle. 49-49. we are freaking out. we need one more kill. they decide to group up one more time and swarm down the middle entrance of the bunker bunker. one of the teammates in the back of the pack throughs a grenade while the front one is going down. unintentionally completely weakening him. the first guy starts shooting needles. dale see's him come down and just goes for the punch. 50-49. we win. i think this experience has made dale believe in fate. it was awesome.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Life Is Just A Tire Swing
so ive been stressed out. reading. tons of reading. reading for papers. papers that are due this week for midterm. hours on end. but i made my best effort to make up for it this weekend. here it goes.
wednesday it was abbys birthday. and like everyone else when they have a celebration in their name she wants a theme party. something for everyone to join in. with the collaberation spawning the seeds of friendship deeper in the hearts of the participants. or some shit like that. well everyone came out and joined in. madonna came out, so did eminem, t-pac from the dead, tom cruise, preggers jaimie lynn spears, micheal cura from juno, the "turtle" himself, k-fed, lil' wayne, post-rehab britney, and many more. i happened to be the paparazzi to it all and took 358 pictures. yes, 358. it was awesome. i was just as annoying as the regular paparazzi and totally documented the scene in 6 lucious photo albums on the book.
thursday nothing.
friday was OK.
SATURDAY was awesome. well not the whole thing. but parts. i had been reading for the past 5 hours before i went out so i didnt get into the scene at budget until around 8 when it usually is a lot earlier. the beer was green and there was nobody really around because a lot of people had either had enough of getting did by saturdays (see ya in 5 years PEACE!) or they just were bored and went home early. well we keep on drinking and bini is gone and justin comes home from something. then justin puts on buffett. bini grabs a the rock band guitar. starts "playing". and making wierd faces. really wierd. i fly across the room. grab the drum sticks like they are handle bars. and start making my best impression of Robert "Robot" Greenidge on the drums. justin grabs the mike and doesnt miss a word for the next 15 songs. we keep on playing. vargus and o make up some "pink dranks" which taste like kitty cocktails. marks comes throught the door from the AGD crush dance with abby and said that they got kicked out of the bar that they were at because some guy punched backwards a stall door in the boys bathroom. mark then picks up the other guitar and sings background vocals. it was awesome. good way to get excited for the tickets to come out, tomorrow! oh sick nasty! (trademark joe hoffman).
im doing urban assault with austin. hopefully some other friends sign up.
i need to get my team set up and ready for RAGBRAI.
ive been trucking through War and Peace up until i found out i had a million things to read for midterms. ive got about 140 pages to go.
i dropped spanish.
alabama in a week.
wednesday it was abbys birthday. and like everyone else when they have a celebration in their name she wants a theme party. something for everyone to join in. with the collaberation spawning the seeds of friendship deeper in the hearts of the participants. or some shit like that. well everyone came out and joined in. madonna came out, so did eminem, t-pac from the dead, tom cruise, preggers jaimie lynn spears, micheal cura from juno, the "turtle" himself, k-fed, lil' wayne, post-rehab britney, and many more. i happened to be the paparazzi to it all and took 358 pictures. yes, 358. it was awesome. i was just as annoying as the regular paparazzi and totally documented the scene in 6 lucious photo albums on the book.
thursday nothing.
friday was OK.
SATURDAY was awesome. well not the whole thing. but parts. i had been reading for the past 5 hours before i went out so i didnt get into the scene at budget until around 8 when it usually is a lot earlier. the beer was green and there was nobody really around because a lot of people had either had enough of getting did by saturdays (see ya in 5 years PEACE!) or they just were bored and went home early. well we keep on drinking and bini is gone and justin comes home from something. then justin puts on buffett. bini grabs a the rock band guitar. starts "playing". and making wierd faces. really wierd. i fly across the room. grab the drum sticks like they are handle bars. and start making my best impression of Robert "Robot" Greenidge on the drums. justin grabs the mike and doesnt miss a word for the next 15 songs. we keep on playing. vargus and o make up some "pink dranks" which taste like kitty cocktails. marks comes throught the door from the AGD crush dance with abby and said that they got kicked out of the bar that they were at because some guy punched backwards a stall door in the boys bathroom. mark then picks up the other guitar and sings background vocals. it was awesome. good way to get excited for the tickets to come out, tomorrow! oh sick nasty! (trademark joe hoffman).
im doing urban assault with austin. hopefully some other friends sign up.
i need to get my team set up and ready for RAGBRAI.
ive been trucking through War and Peace up until i found out i had a million things to read for midterms. ive got about 140 pages to go.
i dropped spanish.
alabama in a week.
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