Movie, Fantasy, Pumpkin
Well, It's officially Halloween. Want to know more? Here's the origins, customs and other little-known facts.
I won't be participating in Halloween. But I will be participating in Open Dorms! Yes, it's that time of year again, the time where members of the opposite sex may legally enter each other's rooms! Oh boy! What fun!
So, on Friday night Amy and I went over to Abigail's apartment on good ol' Walnut Street. Abigail is one of A
my's best friends. And Walnut Street is where I spent my first not-quite-three-years. And we carved pumpkins, something I hadn't done in a LOOOOOOONG time. Apparently, Amy is a professional pumpkin-carver (which could turn out to be quite profitable if they ever add "Pumpkin Carving" to the list of events for the annual Outdoor Games) and finds it a test of her perfectionism. She carved very precisely and made sure that I did a much better job of cleaning out the inside of the pumpkin. It was fun carving, but the big payoff came after Amy cleaned, roasted and salted the seeds for general consumption. Mmmm. . . Yeah, they were yummy.
Tuesday is the day I have been waiting for since last April. Yes folks, it is finally upon us. The beginning of the NBA season. Meaning: THE BEGINNING OF FANTASY BASKETBALL!!! I know that you are all overjoyed and thinking magnanimous thoughts toward my time stewardship. Not to worry! This year, Dwyane Wade, Yao Ming and Chris Bosh will lead me to a fantasy championship, making the hundreds of hours I spend over the next six months totally worth it.
Well, as you can see from the title, I was going to talk about a movie, but alas, I must retire to my comfortable bed. Ta ta for now.
p.s. I justify my last sentence with the following:
If it's good enough for Tigger, it's good enough for me.
I won't be participating in Halloween. But I will be participating in Open Dorms! Yes, it's that time of year again, the time where members of the opposite sex may legally enter each other's rooms! Oh boy! What fun!
So, on Friday night Amy and I went over to Abigail's apartment on good ol' Walnut Street. Abigail is one of A
my's best friends. And Walnut Street is where I spent my first not-quite-three-years. And we carved pumpkins, something I hadn't done in a LOOOOOOONG time. Apparently, Amy is a professional pumpkin-carver (which could turn out to be quite profitable if they ever add "Pumpkin Carving" to the list of events for the annual Outdoor Games) and finds it a test of her perfectionism. She carved very precisely and made sure that I did a much better job of cleaning out the inside of the pumpkin. It was fun carving, but the big payoff came after Amy cleaned, roasted and salted the seeds for general consumption. Mmmm. . . Yeah, they were yummy.
Tuesday is the day I have been waiting for since last April. Yes folks, it is finally upon us. The beginning of the NBA season. Meaning: THE BEGINNING OF FANTASY BASKETBALL!!! I know that you are all overjoyed and thinking magnanimous thoughts toward my time stewardship. Not to worry! This year, Dwyane Wade, Yao Ming and Chris Bosh will lead me to a fantasy championship, making the hundreds of hours I spend over the next six months totally worth it.
Well, as you can see from the title, I was going to talk about a movie, but alas, I must retire to my comfortable bed. Ta ta for now.
p.s. I justify my last sentence with the following:
If it's good enough for Tigger, it's good enough for me.
posted by Happy at
00:07
1 Comments:
Ah, the classic "it was good enough for tigger" defense. Clever move, Mr. Gilmore, nice face-saving tactic. However, i know tigger, and you sir, are no tigger.
~Mike
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