ah! fence!

strange weekend...

saturday, i woke jim up around 1, and we watched eva (jim had only been asleep for like an hour or something like that...), and then we went to joe's and played naruto with joe and kevin, grabbed food from express, got distracted by a halo2 tournament in the 3rd floor lounge of aj (joe, of course, went there for the free-play smash), and got stuck there for a while... jim went to move his half-illegally parked car and i came home to watch all-star saturday (matt'd better blog about that one... it's his team that swept everything but the most important title)... and joe & co. left the tournament early to go bowling at 10. which i was supposed to go to. but the rising stars slam dunk contest was still on (speaking of which... this is fucking awesome. skill, style, grace... everything you could ever ask for in a dunk). i called jim to let him know the guys were headed over, and i'd be headed over as soon as the contest was over, so jim came over to wait on me... while i was watching the slam dunk contest on the phone with matt. nevermind that. the contest was damn entertaining.

anyway... jim and i joined the guys after that was over, and i broke 70 =D it's so sad that i'm proud of that... but cosmic bowling has some sort of psychotic effect on me. i kept falling off the seat... i managed to slam my nose into my knee...

after bowling, we headed to burger king, where jim way overpaid his share of bowling in food to joe, and he even paid for mike to convince him to go. that's alright, though, 'cause i'm sure we'll pay jim back with something later on. when he's not in michigan.

got in late, talked 'til later... got up at 8:30 this morning to be at the special olympics by 9, only to find that our game didn't start 'til 10 (wtf, steve?). and this is after being locked out of cassell because only one side was open. and jim didn't go because i'd killed him by keeping him awake all day the day before (nocturnal jim...)

we made signs after we got there, and i made joe make a giant d, and i made a giant fence... and then i told joe to put an o on the other side, so we'd be able to turn it around and have offense... but joe said that was oh-fense, and was stupid, so the other side became "ah." so we had d-fence and ah-fence. ah! fence! (what?)

had lunch after that 'cause i was fucking starving... nearly fell asleep in west end... and then came home, tried to take a nap... and steve called me. to go to the garage with him. oh yeah... i said i'd do that...

so we went there, and there was one guy working, and couldn't get to him, so i went into the mall and got bubble tea instead (yay for boba that are cooked all the way through).

all-star game now. go wade. go big ben wallace. kobe's beard thing looks like crap. go carter. shaq's shoe phone looks stupid. nelly looks stupid talking on it. bron-bron is so unselfish. so amazing. go ray allen. nash and nowitzki play together again =] i hope amare stoudemire gets to make up for his crap second round from last night...

and whose fucking idea was it to make the halftime show *COUNTRY*? you've got to be kidding me...

though kenney seemed to like "save a horse, ride a cowboy." or maybe it was just stuck in his head, eating his brain.

charles tells it like it is. he said that he has to suffer through stupid halftime shows because of janet jackson.

blame janet jackson.