Laughing so hard I think I pissed myself

Got the South Park movie on DVD so had to have a group viewing up at Chris’s place. Had seen it before, but not for awhile. Susan and Sheri had not seen it. Between the movie and Sheri’s spastic dog (Millie), we all couldn’t stop laughing. This would easily be my most favorite musical, ha.

Another very funny comedy performance was seen via free HBO in the Moline hotel. It’s already late one night when I get in and I have to be up early, but I got the boob tube on anyway. Suddenly I’m watching TV until 1:30 in the morning. And although I think I feel asleep during the meeting the next morning, it was worth it. HBO Stand-up special (though I think from 1998). This guy (I guess) was funny. First, I usually love a British accent. Second, anyone who comes out and says, "Yes, I am a transvestite, but I’m not one of those weird transvestites; I’m an executive transvestite!" has to be funny.

Switching between his own issues, the history of the world and of course sex, the show went on quite well. If you get a chance, check out the HBO Special: Dress To Kill – Eddie Izzard (circa 1998 I think).

Coming Home

Or at least I tried. The way back from Augusta should’ve taken how long kids? If you said 5hrs, you will be beaten. But even 6.25 would’ve been nice. This didn’t happen. First, as usual I got hungry. Looking around, I noticed a restaurant that advertised ‘Topless Café’. So I took a little detour. But I still had time. Until I missed my turn. The turn I missed initially was the one from 95N to 40E. I then proceeded to miss all of the turns to rectify this situation. Actually I believe at this point I was driving with my eyes closed. I start to wonder why this is taking so long and next thing I know I see a familiar sign. Halifax. WTF? That can’t be right. That would mean that the border was coming up soon. Emporia, 18 miles.

SON OF A BIT…

And there’s where I think I passed out. Now I’m doing 80 all the way back and I’ll be damned if I was even thinking about using the brake for any reason. I did actually make it back to the JC Meeting, at least the last half of it. Then I was out to Carlson’s bday fun at the Saucer. Mind you I still haven’t taken the rental back, so Susan and I pull up pimpin’ in the Impala. Ugh.

Celebrate

But I make it through the night and the next day at work so I celebrate by playing Ultimate Frisbee as usual (6pm Wednesdays across from the prison). The light rain had stopped so we played on. And this is why I can no longer feel my legs. This morning I actually knocked over the guy in the electric wheelchair and took it from him. I’m also typing to you with only 9 fingers as I managed to jam my thumb on one of Susan’s dog’s last night (and no, it wasn’t a "NEVER put your finger in THAT part of the doggy!" incidents). For those that survived the game, Larry had folks over at his place (good job to Nora for having plenty of alcohol and seats on hand). The new floor looks good by the way.

Got to play with a bunch of dogs, socialize and then go home, get a free haircut (thanks Susan), take a shower, clean up the bleeding (arm) and pass out. So now I’m ready to play even more volleyball tonight and head out to another drunken beach trip weekend (JC Trip to Myrtle). This time I can only hope I don’t end up sleeping curled up with the TV stand.

More musical moments with Beavis when I return

Have a great weekend!

Clay