Bringing the Drama

this may only be important to me. vandy’s win over florida yesterday made me remember where i was six years ago today. i went to the clemson/unc game and watched my team beat the #1 team in the country. during the course of the game, we made fun of a few of the players, made fun of the fans (we were sitting a few rows behind the unc bench), and then watched our team who had been mired in a big losing streak pull off a miracle. this year a couple of teams have beaten the current #1 in somewhat of an upset fashion, but when clemson beat unc, they were the 147th ranked team in the RPI. i remember wearing my orange overalls to church that night, mostly because church was right after the game, but also because i didn’t want to take them off. taking them off would have signaled the moment would have been over. my friends and i could be seen in some of the crowd shots from the game (i have my arms raised), including the program for the following year’s unc game. the campus paper the friday after the game was emblazoned with ‘VICTORY!’ i tacked up a copy of the paper in my apartment for the rest of the year, and i still have the copy. my roommate probably wouldn’t normally have liked having a newspaper tacked up in our living room, but i persuaded him to go with me that day. six years seems like so long ago, but it’s amazing how much detail i can remember, esp when i can’t remember that much detail of what i was doing one year ago. crazy.

last night was the krewe of selene’s parade in slidell. my mom and aunt are in the parade, which makes it more fun than the normal parade, because i get to be one of those people at the parade who knows people on the float, so i get a lot of cool stuff. it helps when my mom knows where i’ll be on the route, because i’ve had to chase the float down when i show up at a location unannounced. anyway, tuesday night i rode my bike down to sonic to get one of those sweetheart blasts. i called up len to see if he wanted to go (he couldn’t), and then chad’s wife steph to see if she and the E’s (ethan and emily) wanted to go (they did) and we all met up there. i mentioned the parade friday night, and a plan was hatched. steph got all excited to go, and she started talking in a high pitched voice “OMG! AREN’T YOU EXCITED???” i also found out at sonic the reason why she was so excited, because the only parade she had been to was dionysus, another slidell parade. comparing dionysus to selene is like comparing a high school game to a major college game, so i understood why she was so excited. plus she knew a lot of people in the parade riding the floats, so it was going to be cool. anyway, so there ended up being 7 of us going to the parade last night, and we were going to meet and walk from steph’s friend’s parents’ house near the route. i came to find out that her friend’s dad was my PE teacher from high school as we pulled into the driveway. he was the PE teacher that liked to call people meatheads, and that fuzzy memory was confirmed for me when one of his current students came up to him before the parade started and he said “well there’s a meathead!” all the PE teachers at my high school were pretty cool, plus they were the only teachers who didn’t mind being called ‘coach.’ i had some friends experiment with calling our physics teacher ‘coach’, and he didn’t like it too much.

the parade was fun, and the E’s caught a lot, but then float 21 came by. there was nothing special about float 21, but i’ll remember it for a while. i was standing there looking at the float, when all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye i see this lady throw these beads at me. not that something like that is weird, because we were standing in the front of the crowd, no more than maybe 7 or 8 feet from the passing floats. anyway, this lady hit me in the face with the beads, and not only that, IN MY EYE! who throws at people’s faces at the front of the crowd? obviously some lady with bad aim. the pain i felt was pretty much the pain that you get when your contact just moves off the front of your eye, but i couldn’t tell out on the street. it was still on the front though, cause i could still see okay, but it wasn’t moving (not good). we get back to my old PE teacher’s house and i take my contact out and see that it’s cracked down the middle. the beads cracked my contact while it was in my eye! the pain subsided once i got the contact out, but it’s still a bit sore today. i hope to go see the doctor on monday. after all these years of going to parades, my first MG injury is getting hit in the eye with a pair of beads. the chances of that happening are about as slim as going to a parade your old HS PE teacher.

and i took some pictures

i just saw the latest tour schedule for nickel creek. it’s a known fact that 2007 will be their last year as a group, at least for a while. it’s disappointing to say the least, because their shows are some of the best i’ve ever been to. (if you have not seen them ever, and think you might like them, then GO!) anyway, they are playing both mobile and new orleans the first week of the tour in april. i’ll probably try to hit both, and bring that ryan adams mix cd for sara watkins (i don’t think my friends would let me NOT bring it). [so remember when i said i offered her my phone number? we had talked about wilco, radiohead, ryan adams, and she asked me to make her a mix cd. i'm sure she tells all the boys that though. btw, since that posting, i'd like to retract my crush on kelly clarkson after seeing a youtube video of her at a show with the dude from yellowcard.] plus since i saw tweedy last month, i have more to say about wilco other than “i thought YHF was overrated!”

oh, and i know this sounds stupid, but i’m trying to learn all the words to family force 5’s ‘numb’. i really don’t have very good rap skills.

not for sale: grey brick house in my neighborhood that just got a fresh coat of bright orange/peach/pink paint on the outside. not only the fresh coat of paint, they also had the orange/peach/pink accents done over the windows and doors. come on by for a visit and we can take a ride by.

so alisa tagged me first, then brandi, and since i have not had anything to write about lately, i’ll do this thing.

six weird things about me…

1) i bring the same lunch to work everyday. i hate bringing leftovers, because i don’t want to have a plate to bring home. i don’t mind having the same thing everyday, because i like my lunch. i have wavered at times if i forget my lunch or something like that, but if i’m bringing it from home, it’s a turkey sandwich, chips, cookies, and iced tea.

2) i always carry around a kleenex in my pocket, even if i don’t have a cold. when i have a cold, i carry two.

3) i don’t think this is weird, but alisa put this, so i guess it counts; i don’t make my bed, ever. not even when people come over, because i just shut the door to my bedroom and say my bedroom is a disaster area (which it pretty much always is). the bed is only made up when i put new sheets on, and that only lasts until i get in it that night.

4) i don’t like talking to people in the bathroom. this is most noted at work, because i usually know people i see in there, but i don’t like talking to them. why can’t people wait till we get outside to ask about my weekend?

5) i like my bed sheets tight when i make the bed or replace sheets. my grandfather used to say “you like an army bed, huh?” well yes, yes i do.

6) nobody knows my code. do you remember that seinfeld where costanza wouldn’t share his pin, and then at the end, the guy was trapped in an ATM machine while the building burned going “GIVE ME YOUR CODE! THE CODE! THE CODE!” i would have made someone else give him their ATM card. the only person who i would ever tell will be married to me.

i have several other weird things, but i figure six is good enough for now. i will now go watch the duke/carolina game, speaking of which, there is a stellar new article on corner table about the rivalry you should go read. i thank you for your support.