Where the Hell Have I Been? (part 2)

Ok, so now we're up to Friday...

Friday-I had to work on what is probably the most pointless day of the year. First of all, nobody is there. There were 5 people (including me) in my department. Second, its like a Monday and a Friday all rolled into one. You don't want to do anything in the morning, because you just got back and you don't feel like doing anything in the afternoon, because its almost the weekend. So I struggled through the day, came home, and prepared to fulfill my promise to go out. Going out in Houtzdale is fun every so often....like once a year. Its a novelty. If you go to often, it gets old because its the same people doing the same things every week. First, you have the young crowd, who all act like they've never drank before. (Although it was fun watching the guy who just turned 21, sitting at the bar repeating "F*ck your couch, Charlie Murphy" all night). Then you have the old, trashy crowd, who all are wishing they were 21 again. Oh, and did I mention that they are all hideous? Plus, I got myself into some pretty awkward situations: My brother's ex-girlfriend grinding on me and walking into an apparent drug-deal in the bathroom. But, with a little help from my friend (alcohol), I survived the night.

Saturday-I woke up late (after 11) and went out to help my dad decorate the house. It's tradition that we do this the Saturday after Thanksgiving and this was the first time we've ever done it in temperatures about 12 degrees. This was also the first time we haven't harassed my dad to the point where he flips out and calls us a "bunch of flaming a-holes". Either he's getting mellow in his old age, or we're losing our touch. After that, I went to Philipsburg to get some Chinese food. Chinese food is always an adventure, because its my experience that you have about a 70-30 chance of them actually getting your order right. The guy behind the counter never writes anything down, and even though you're reeling off a list of 70 items, he just looks at you and says "Okay" after each item. Then he goes to the back, fries up a cat, and puts some sauce on it. So maybe it doesn't matter. Anyway, he got my order right, so that means I'm screwed next time. I came back to Altoona later that night and watched Notre Dame, the most overrated team in the country, get their asses kicked by USC.

Sunday-I tuned in for the first 5 minutes of the Steeler game and quickly turned it off. This year blows for football. Florida State is horrible (though we finally got rid of Jeff Bowden) and the Steelers make me want to puke. So I'm just waiting for basketball to get in gear. Luckily, I found curling on NBC, which is quickly moving up my ladder of favorite sports to watch. There is not a lot of action, but the strategy/skill factor in the game is awesome. I think they should replace all remaining Steelers games with curling match-ups, because at this point, they are equally meaningless. My parents then called that night to request a Christmas list, and it was then that I realized that I don't really like Christmas anymore. It was a lot more fun when you were a kid, and all you did was put together a list of the thousand toys you want, and then you waited around for Santa to bring them. Now though, I have to get "practical" gifts, not to mention decorate the house, figure out what to buy everyone else, go shopping etc. Call me Scrooge, but I liked Christmas a lot better when it was all about receiving and not giving.

So that was pretty much my weekend. Hopefully, I can get back in the groove and have some fairly regular posts in the future. Of course, now I have all this damn Christmas stuff to do, so who knows....

Where the Hell Have I Been?

Yes, its been a while since I've posted anything meaningful. I don't have a lot of cool things going on right now (like a haunted house or a fancy new gaming system), so I've been struggling with things to write about. So I figured, F it. I'll just tell you what I did over the last week in excruciating detail:

Tuesday- Worked all day, went to the gym, and was just settling in for a night of NCAA Football, when my friend Rebo called to see if I wanted to go bowling. Since I only had one more day of work until Thanksgiving, I figured what the heck. So we went, and I bowled like crap. I had a chance for a 200 my first game (I had 193 going into my last throw), but I threw a horrendous shot and ended up with a 198, which just pissed me off for the rest of the evening. As we were leaving, Rebo mentioned that he was having a party out at his place at Penn State-Altoona and he invited me over. Again, since I only had one day left till vacation, I figured I go out for a little bit. When I got there, everyone was in the midst of a giant beer pong game. Now I hadn't played beer pong since I graduated college in 2002, so it took some coaxing to get me to play. After losing the first two games, Rebo and I got in the groove and my plans of leaving early that night went out the window. Between 12:00 and 1:30 we didn't lose a single game, so of course I couldn't leave while I was on fire. Thankfully, we were just playing for fun and didn't have to drink, otherwise I wouldn't have made it to work the next day, much less made it home that night. I left around 1:45, and as I was leaving a girl who I had hung out with a few weeks ago made me promise to go out on Friday night. Since good-looking females have a strange, voodoo hold over me, I could not turn her down, and spent the next 3 days regretting it.

Wednesday-I somehow made it out of bed and into work. Even more surprising, I made it through the day and was even fairly productive. After work, I rushed up to Houtzdale to get a physical for work. My company pays $200 if you get a physical every year (minus taxes, of course), so its worth it. I found out that nobody, including doctors, wants to work the day before Thanksgiving, as I had probably the quickest physical ever. I could have a serious disease and my die next week, and I wouldn't know. I then went to my parents' house to have some dinner. They informed me that my grandmother would be bringing a friend of hers, who I had never met, to Thanksgiving dinner the next day. Ok, that was odd. They then told me that they had also invited a bunch of other people who didn't have much going on that day. What the hell is going on? Are my parents running sort of "Nevling Make-A-Wish" foundation? "It's always been my dream to have a family to spend the holidays with..." Luckily, everyone else declined. My dad then informs me that while my grandmother's friend is there, we cannot discuss suicide. Apparently, her son recently killed himself. That's a tragic situation, and I feel for the lady, but my siblings and I couldn't help making light of it. I mean, was it really necessary for my dad to say this? I've been through 26 Thanksgivings now, and I cannot remember a single one that the main topic of discussion was throwing ourselves off a bridge, or sticking our heads in the oven.

Thursday-Turkey Day!!! The Nevling men carried on our yearly tradition (although my cousins tried to ruin it for us last year with their stupid "seating arrangement" game) of watching football. Ok, I understand and can appreciate that it is tradition for the Lions to play on Thanksgiving day. But can we at least get an equally horrible team to play them, so we can maybe get a good game?? How about the Cardinals?? Maybe even Temple? Wait, how about the Mo Valley powder-puff team?? After that game, we ate dinner and I proceeded to completely gorge myself. Yes, I am a total pig on Thanksgiving. I probably had more food than all the women (there were 5 of them) combined. I then somehow was able to stay awake long enough to make it back to Altoona for work the next day.

Ok, I've been typing for a very long time now, so I'll have to pick this up tomorrow....

Random Web Things

Ok, I know I haven't posted anyting lately, but I've just been way to busy (Read: I'm f*cking lazy). I promise I'll do something decent sometime this week, but for now, here are some random things I found on the web:

Kramer Racist Rant - Michael Richards (aka Kramer from Seinfeld) loses his mind at a comedy show
Best of Will Farrell - Some Will Farrell clips including 2 of my favorites: Neil Diamond and Voice-Emodulation Man. Don't ask why the Old School clip is in German.
White Boy Dunks - This kid dunks off his friend's back in a game. This tops the Bellwood hook-shot.
Barats & Berata - These guys are pretty funny. Check out the Mother's Day clip. Hilarious.

Vote for Pedro

I cannot wait for this week to be over. Sure, it will be nice to not have to go to work for a few days and watch some football on the weekend. But I'll be happy when this election is over. While I am interested in politics, my good friend and fellow genius Kelly hit the nail on the head today when she said that elections do nothing but make people angry and argumentative.

And when people get angry, they say dumb things. Here's my list of the dumbest political things I've heard people I know say:

7) "If Bush wins, I'm going to kill myself" - Yeah. That's an appropriate response
6) "I'm very disappointed in Pennsylvanians. I'm thinking about moving out of the state" (said after Kerry carried the PA vote in 2004) - Similar to the last one, don't you think this might be a little bit of an overreaction? Especially considering Bush won the election
5) "I never would have guessed you're one of THEM. You just don't look like a Democrat" (said to me by someone after finding out my political affiliation) - I'm sorry. From now on, I'll wear my Donkey tie and my liberal bonnet to avoid any confusion.
4) "Say no to Kokoskie" (sign put up in reference to the race between Camille "Bud" George (D) and Richard Hansel (R)) - This makes sense. Let's put up a sign slamming someone who's not even in the race. That would have been like John Kerry running an anti-Dwight Eisenhower campain.
3) "Nucular" - I have to throw this in. Would somebody please tell President Bush the correct pronunciation of the word 'nuclear'
2) "You didn't vote, so you have no right to comment on politics" - I didn't vote on American Idol, but does that mean I can't say that Clay Aiken is a fruit?
1) "I'll be ok if Santorum and Swann lose. The Bible says (something about God allowing/choosing people to be kings)." - Follow me on this one: If this is true, then there is no free will. God is choosing our leaders. If God is choosing our leaders, then God chose Hitler. If God chose Hitler, he must hate Jews. If God hates Jews, the Mel Gibson must be right. If Mel Gibson is right, the apocolypse is upon us and this election really doesn't matter.

So happy election everyone. Don't say anything dumb, or you'll make my list next year. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy coverage of the Virginia's Goode-Weed House race.