Desperate Housewives is on right now. I've never much understood the appeal of that show, but I think I do now. Two words: Eva Longoria. She is spicy, spicy, spicy. Uber-spicy, even. If she was a President, she'd be, uh, Spicyham Lincoln. Teri Hatcher is hot, too. That red-headed gal creeps me out, though.
More pics from Halloween! This is me wailing on Brad's poor drums just as hard as I possibly can. I expect that I'll learn to play them for real soon enough. Right now, though, I make up for my lack of skill and experience with enthusiasm and unbridled rage.
Here I pose with Brad (as Peter Pan) and Robert (we'll call him a down-on-his-luck Vegas high-roller), Ted's dad. Ted's mom, Janice (as Cher) is in the background talking to Jenny, my friend Marc's wife and former member of the Lord of the Dance cast. The guy in the fatigues is Eric, cousin to Ted, ex-Marine, and my roommate, amongst other things.
Prior to heading to Brad's, Ted's mom took this quick pic. Starting at the left is Tim, our friend now safely returned to Kenya. His costume? "A guy from Kenya." Next is Ted's cousin Scott, as a Husker fan. Kelly, Ted's girlfriend, is dressed as used toilet paper. Ted, my roommate, is poo (also referred to as "crap," "dung," "foeces," etc.). Jason is the guy between Ted and Eric. (He's also our roommate. You gotta love that costume.) Finally, there I stand on the end, typewriter in hand. We were about to embark on a journey to the heart of the American dream, chock full of true grit.
This is Janice, Kristi (as Juliet, if I correctly recall), Jenny, and Beth, Brad's girlfriend (as Tinkerbell). Jeff, Brad's younger brother, is dressed as a pirate and rocking out on his electric guitar. I'm on the edge of this pic, still on the drums.
My weekend was good. I went back to F-Town for some hunting and relaxation. On Saturday morning, Mike and Brad came to town and hit the fields with Dad, Tom, Ross, my Uncle Todd, and myself. Brad brought his dog, Jackson, so that he could get some field experience and maybe learn a thing or two from Halle. Halle did real well, btw. She made some good points and was generally successful in retrieving. She also got the jump on a rabbit. Not really necessary, but I guess it doesn't hurt to keep her skills sharp. Too bad she hurt her paw early on and had to sit out the rest of the day's excursions. We all did pretty well; I succeeded in properly ventilating two or three roosters. I look forward to feasting upon them.
The most fun part of it, though, was just being out in the country, walking the fields and enjoying both the awesome weather and the good company.
I finally saw "Meet The Fockers" over the weekend. It was funny, but there were parts of it where I just felt like hiding. I also saw Catwoman and Garden State. Catwoman was every bit as terrible as the critics made it out to be, although Halle Berry did an excellent job of making me forget what an abomination the script was. Garden State was pretty good. I got a kick out of it, anyway.
Nebraska got creamed my Kansas yesterday. I'm not thrilled about it; it ended a streak of 36 consecutive wins against them. Still, I think the program is going to turn the corner soon. By this time next year, I think the past two seasons will just be an unpleasant memory. Next weekend we play Kansas State at home. It should be a very winnable game. If we win, we'll be bowl elligible. That's important. By the way, I really hate K-State.
Man, Grey's Anatomy is a really good show. Everybody should watch it. I don't find Sandra Oh particularly attractive, though. Which is strange, given my well-documented proclivities for Asian women. Anyway, I think Katherine Heigl is probably the hottest member of the cast. Yep. Good stuff.
Oh, I almost forgot. I had a really bizarre dream a couple nights ago. I was Spider-Man, except in plain clothes and noth the red and blue costume. I had been driving around with Ted and Mary Jane. (Spider-Man's girlfriend/wife, depending on the comic. She wasn't played by Kirsten Dunst in this dream, though.) For some reason, we crashed a party at some rich college guy's house. We ended up stealing his big screen hi-def TV and some other stuff and flooded the toilets with towels. I was using my super strength to run off with the TV, but they saw us and called the cops. We got away in the convertible we were driving, but when we stopped at a gas station for beverages, I was approached by a federal agent. Basically, he just wanted me to go to work for the CIA or something like that.
So, basically, I used my spider powers to steal some stuff from some guy's house with Ted, flood some toilets, and work for the government. I don't typically have Spider-Man dreams, as a rule, but I'd be lying if I said that it was the weirdest dream I ever had.
More pics from Halloween! This is me wailing on Brad's poor drums just as hard as I possibly can. I expect that I'll learn to play them for real soon enough. Right now, though, I make up for my lack of skill and experience with enthusiasm and unbridled rage.
Here I pose with Brad (as Peter Pan) and Robert (we'll call him a down-on-his-luck Vegas high-roller), Ted's dad. Ted's mom, Janice (as Cher) is in the background talking to Jenny, my friend Marc's wife and former member of the Lord of the Dance cast. The guy in the fatigues is Eric, cousin to Ted, ex-Marine, and my roommate, amongst other things.
Prior to heading to Brad's, Ted's mom took this quick pic. Starting at the left is Tim, our friend now safely returned to Kenya. His costume? "A guy from Kenya." Next is Ted's cousin Scott, as a Husker fan. Kelly, Ted's girlfriend, is dressed as used toilet paper. Ted, my roommate, is poo (also referred to as "crap," "dung," "foeces," etc.). Jason is the guy between Ted and Eric. (He's also our roommate. You gotta love that costume.) Finally, there I stand on the end, typewriter in hand. We were about to embark on a journey to the heart of the American dream, chock full of true grit.
This is Janice, Kristi (as Juliet, if I correctly recall), Jenny, and Beth, Brad's girlfriend (as Tinkerbell). Jeff, Brad's younger brother, is dressed as a pirate and rocking out on his electric guitar. I'm on the edge of this pic, still on the drums.
My weekend was good. I went back to F-Town for some hunting and relaxation. On Saturday morning, Mike and Brad came to town and hit the fields with Dad, Tom, Ross, my Uncle Todd, and myself. Brad brought his dog, Jackson, so that he could get some field experience and maybe learn a thing or two from Halle. Halle did real well, btw. She made some good points and was generally successful in retrieving. She also got the jump on a rabbit. Not really necessary, but I guess it doesn't hurt to keep her skills sharp. Too bad she hurt her paw early on and had to sit out the rest of the day's excursions. We all did pretty well; I succeeded in properly ventilating two or three roosters. I look forward to feasting upon them.
The most fun part of it, though, was just being out in the country, walking the fields and enjoying both the awesome weather and the good company.
I finally saw "Meet The Fockers" over the weekend. It was funny, but there were parts of it where I just felt like hiding. I also saw Catwoman and Garden State. Catwoman was every bit as terrible as the critics made it out to be, although Halle Berry did an excellent job of making me forget what an abomination the script was. Garden State was pretty good. I got a kick out of it, anyway.
Nebraska got creamed my Kansas yesterday. I'm not thrilled about it; it ended a streak of 36 consecutive wins against them. Still, I think the program is going to turn the corner soon. By this time next year, I think the past two seasons will just be an unpleasant memory. Next weekend we play Kansas State at home. It should be a very winnable game. If we win, we'll be bowl elligible. That's important. By the way, I really hate K-State.
Man, Grey's Anatomy is a really good show. Everybody should watch it. I don't find Sandra Oh particularly attractive, though. Which is strange, given my well-documented proclivities for Asian women. Anyway, I think Katherine Heigl is probably the hottest member of the cast. Yep. Good stuff.
Oh, I almost forgot. I had a really bizarre dream a couple nights ago. I was Spider-Man, except in plain clothes and noth the red and blue costume. I had been driving around with Ted and Mary Jane. (Spider-Man's girlfriend/wife, depending on the comic. She wasn't played by Kirsten Dunst in this dream, though.) For some reason, we crashed a party at some rich college guy's house. We ended up stealing his big screen hi-def TV and some other stuff and flooded the toilets with towels. I was using my super strength to run off with the TV, but they saw us and called the cops. We got away in the convertible we were driving, but when we stopped at a gas station for beverages, I was approached by a federal agent. Basically, he just wanted me to go to work for the CIA or something like that.
So, basically, I used my spider powers to steal some stuff from some guy's house with Ted, flood some toilets, and work for the government. I don't typically have Spider-Man dreams, as a rule, but I'd be lying if I said that it was the weirdest dream I ever had.
posted by Nate | 8:30 PM
4 Comments:
who were you supposed to be with that typewriter under your arm?
who were you supposed to be with that typewriter under your arm?
I was dressed up as Raoul Duke, based on Johnny Depp's portrayal of Hunter S. Thompson in the movie adaptation of "Fear & Loathing In Las Vegas." Thompson was a "gonzo" journalist and spent much of the movie lugging a big, heavy typewriter around.
Grey's Anatomy is a good show. and yes Katherine Heigl is one hell of a hottie (even in the Roswell days...)
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