I decided that I will be liveblogging christmas. At least parts of it. This is mainly to keep myself sane. If you're bored with your family, tune in.

I came up with a new catch phrase. I will write a post on it later.

Constitution

The founding fathers of Facebook did not intend for it to be used as a way to display sonogram images.

Surrender.willingham.org

I used to respect Washington as a program. Then I saw they had a track around their field. Fuck em....

They're running 2 deep safties everytime so we need to run seam and dig routes.

Time for the Truth (Clausen) the Whole Truth (Floyd) and/or Nothing But The Truth (Tate)

Ty Willingham is a simpleton. Cover 2 we will run it. And it is good.

The Whole Truth plus 7. Go irish.

Batteries. Muertas.

I just chugged a 16 oz guiness in mike's face bc I promised it as he was being a dick earlier.

Washington girls. Not cute. And they probably don't shave.

Finally we secured a tailgate spot. It has been an epic journey. Someone willk eventually make a 3-part tv movie series about it. Dear lord.

Yoko says hello to everyone.

So I think we got punked earlier by the lot attendant who said we couldn't park there. We are going to solve this situ.

Clownshoes.clownspot.com/lame/ghey.html#query=wtf

Sooo we couldn't find the lot we were looking for so we're posted up in a parking garage tailgating. We are not allowed to. I'm telling all the passing cars to "stop snitching". Dave and I are now looking for an open lot.

Hippies like to express their opinions through bumper stickers. Half the cars here have them. "An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind" deeeeeep

1153am: Saw a dude in a hand-painted car with a godzilla figurine and fish mailbox on top of his car. Was too slow w my camera to grab a picture. Epic fail.

1144am: the parking lot for tailgating doesn't open for another hour fifteen (lame). Suffering from SWS (sparks withdrawal syndrome).

Set if off

Ok, so the live blog now commences and will continue until my phones out of batteries. This could be sooner than hoped bc my phone is getting old and I brought a ghettocharger that only charges halfway. How that works or makes sense I don't know.

Anyhow, we used a luggage carrier to transport all the beer and energybooze out of the hotel room. Today will be a glorious day.

Skeddadle

Just touched down in Seattle for the Notre Dame football game tomorrow which I will be "live blogging." And we all know live blogging is just a euphamism for writing obsenities about Ty Willingham.

As I'm in Seattle under the Space Needle I'm thinking that I'm going to add "Space" to the beginning of things for emphasis/coolness. E.g., "oh snap son, you just got space raped!" Or "this chicken is space good."

This blog has reached either rock bottom or the very top

Below is the sort of email conversations I have. I'm basically 12 years old.


On Thu, Jun 19, 2008 at 3:20 PM, mackP wrote:

I be rhymin so hardcore that motha fuckas don't believe it...
When I say shit like 'I'll squeeze a fetus and eat it just like a cheeze-it'

> To: Mack P
> From: sasquatchhh
> Date: Thu, 5 Jun 2008 22:57:32 +0000
>
> My flows rhyme tight from the north side to mcknight
>

White

My mom asked me yesterday "how was the Conway concert?"

Name that chart

Back Like Cooked Crack

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MP3 e MP4 said...

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Excellent taste, good sir!

Anyhow, I did my quarterly pilgrimage to the Homeland this past weekend and drug along my brave and thankfully current girlfriend. Granularity to follow.

Winter Festivities

Using my e-mail archive and shoddy memory, I will hit the main points/thoughts over the past month or so.

I went home for Christmas for a week:

• On one of the first nights home Macaweak, Tempo, MackP, KDB, and I went bowling. The hilarity of the night really occurred when we went to Eat N Park afterwards. I got hungry waiting for my food so I started to eat the jelly packets on the table like I was homeless or something. All but the strawberry flaves weren't that great. After eventually getting my massive amounts of food I said I was afraid of suffering a "foodtality." I made this word up on the spot and it rolled off of my tongue without thought or hesitation like it was a common word or something. Anyhow, I hereby coin this word and will require several of them if you use it. Near the end of the meal Mack P just started playing rap songs on his PDA. The ride home involved some risque discussion with KDB and Macaweak. Twas hilarious.
  
• My family interactions on Christmas weren't the greatest. One key takeaway was that old people are really afraid of China. They see that all sorts of stuff is made in China and hear in the news that they have like a bazillion people and are growing quickly. This translates into them taking over the United States. I thought for a moment about explaining how emerging economies eventually slow in growth as they get bigger and it would take something drastic for them to takeover the US, but it wasn't worth my time. I don't think they were well versed in basic macroeconomic concepts.
  
• On the day after Christmas I attended my HS 5-year reunion. I met up with PDiddy and the Snake at PDiddy's new house in Cranberry. It was nice seeing the Snake again, but that's pretty much where it ended with regard to happy reunions with people I haven't seen in a while. So we drive down the venue, Sing-Sing at the Waterfront. As we're approaching the door I'm about to lose my shit. I want to just turn around and run. Anyhow, I suck it up and slowly ease in the groups of people. It wasn't as awkward as I thought, but overall I was vastly underwhelmed with most people. The conversations I had with some people were just terrible. I'm not an extremely talkative guy, but I was just forced to drive these conversations. They were completely one way. It was like talking to little kids or something. Zero personality development. I was also very unimpressed with most of their progress professionally/academically. At the end of the day there's a reason I haven't seen some of those people in 5 years. The assholes were still assholes, etc, etc. The best part was hanging out with people I normally hang out with.
  

D Fo's birthday was celebrated:

• D Fo, MIA, B, and I went to Sushi Samba. One of the more interesting dishes were these crabs the size of a silver dollar. They looked alive and tasted like a meat-flavored chip. The waitress said earlier in the night that she had a story regarding the food here and something being alive. I hope it didn't involve one of those crabs because that would be terrifying.
• We went to Martini Park and met up with some other friends. Dave noticed a former ND basketball player across the room. MIA, being the super-friendly person that she is, went up to him got aggressive and said something like "Hey! My friends are 3 cool guys that would really like to hang out. They're not gay or nothin and don't wanna do anything sexual, but they think you're really awesome! If you wanna get to know 'em, we'll be right over there!" Ok, she didn't really say that but it sounded a little like that, hah. Needless to say that he didn't come hang out with us.
• Afterwards we went to Soundbar (or something like that). I've never been to this place, but it looked like the Cube from the movie Cube , but instead of different deadly traps in every cube, there's a bar and different subgenres of house music in every cube-like room.

There is more to write about that I will tackle later.