So here we go...the lessons I learned this Thanksgiving break:
- All it takes are some terribly snowy roads for me to turn into a Hollywood stunt driver. I did a 540. On the highway. A 540. With nary a scratch on me or the Stallion. The old girl held up quite nicely. Except for that whole 540 thing. That probably never should have happened.
- I love my brother more than his girlfriend does. I know this because when he was leaving his plane and called our respective cell phones, his girlfriend didn't answer her phone. I did. Who loves you more, baby?
- My mom is the most hilarious mom ever. Her sign to greet Josh at the airport: "Snow glad you made it." Hilarious.
- Sleep is awesome. I really should do it more.
- Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic is awesome. It gets in the way of that sleep thing. (Yeah, I know I'm a year behind in my gaming. Cut me some slack.)
- Thanksgiving at the Ryder family farm with no electricity probably would have worked, but not very well. Josh and I could have made a spit and roasted the turkey rotisserie style. There just would have been less true enjoyment of the food and much more...salmonella poisoning. But this year proved we can have Thanksgiving anywhere, just so long as there's family, fun, and that pretzel strawberry stuff.
- Strangely, one of my favorite Thanksgiving dishes is the nachos and cheese available pre-meal. That...really makes no sense.
- If, during the two hours you spend in a social setting, the only words that escape your mouth the entire time all involve alcohol, you might have a problem. (This is not directed at my family. We don't have anyone like that, now that Dad's out of the legislature. Hey-oh! Just joking, Dad. This is directed at an old high school acquaintance. Who apparently really enjoys drinking now.)
- My nipple hair is amazingly long. I didn't really learn that over break, but I just noticed it and thought I'd share.
- The Battle of the Sexes grudge match proved once and for all...that guys are smarter than girls. The girls may complain about the overabundance of fishing questions, but come on. I knew the author of She's Come Undone in less than a second. (Wally Lamb. Mom watches Oprah, okay? I absorbed it through osmosis.) So don't complain to me about your hard "guy" questions.
- Finding a Christmas tree with the family is just as hilarious as ever, and having my brother's girlfriend along gives me someone else to push around. You're lucky the ground was soggy, bro. You and your girly would have gone down.
Alright, that's enough of that nonsense. To the friends and family I saw over break, it was great to see you. To those of you I didn't, what's your excuse? "Oh, I live in Florida." Lame excuse, Gramma. Lame excuse.
(I just called my Gramma out. How funny is that?) Anyway, thanks for the great break, everybody. What do you say we have another one? Say...in a couple weeks. Only much longer this time. I've got some serious Star Wars to play.
6 comments:
Yea Timmy! You rock. Great summation of Thanksathon '04. I would like to clarify that there is no need to figure out who Josh loves more. I am sure he loves us equally...(I'll arm wrestle you for him at Christmas). Oh! Hi Josh. ;) On another note, it should be clarified that the battle of the sexes was played with some brainiacs who are obviously in touch with their feminine side. Ba haha. The women want a rematch.
In other news, thanks for the update via Josh who never seems to get enough info to satisfy my inquiring girly mind. So..can't wait.
al
Classy brother, classy. I enjoied reading it until I realized that I was there and can remember everything. Just to taunt you on dual blogs, your 80's quotes are weak, or maybe our humor and sensibility are to narrow to challenge the others' mind. Whatever, alright what am I doing now? Anyone? Anyone? That's right slackers, it's type serious Greek time, that's right, type serious.
-j
oh hello allyn.
Ha! Good 'ole Stormin' Norman. Solid recap, Tim. 10 points.
- Jake
Tim - What the heck dude? You are MIA within certain blogging circles for a while. Then you come back with a few sad, 3 sentence posts. And then TODAY is a Blogging marathon. For those of you who don't know, Tim and Josh went a little crazy on my blog yesterday/today. They accounted for 11 of my 19 posts. We're not talking about short posts either. Microsoft Word says that Tim and Josh hit the 1,200 word mark collectively. Sad Guys.
Josh - You always say you're working on Greek. I think you're lying. Like when I say I have to get back to "work."
Al - Your hair looks great today! You're as lovely as ever.
Jake - I still haven't forgiven you for the Ninja Turtles bashing.
Wow, Rob, thanks for the compliment. It was super great to see you too. Next time I want a crack at those waffles though. As I smile to myself, I feel like I am totally missing an inside joke. Because Josh laughingly told me to read the blog because someone wrote something to me. Me? I think you're being nice. Or..am I that vain? Do I always ask how my hair looks? How does it look? Ahhhh! I am going bonkers! I can't keep up with you guys.
sheesh. al
Whew, I thought it was me you were talking about on the drinking. Although I was fairly tanked on Tanksgiving (whew that must put me right up there with your mom on word play), I don't use alcohol as my means of relating to the world. Yay for that.
I too couldn't drive well in the snow. I mean usually I put Knight Rider to shame, and totally obscure the Dukes of Hazard in sheer driving prowess, but that day...I was lucky to change lanes and stop. Once I even did one right after another; unintentionally. Ho well.
What request did you not honor? Was it the gay sex thing...no we took care of that...oh yeah, you never WOULD tell me where you get your nipple hair done. Bastard.
- Scott
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