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And, the corresponding youtube.

When I go out, I can only hope that I do it like this.

One of our annual SoSH gatherings is held at my friend Chuck’s house.  It is a night I look forward to every year and this year it was held Saturday night.  Chuck is a big fan of tequila, so every year tequila is a big part of the festivites.  It is the only night I actually allow myself to take shots of tequila.

I don’t care what Chuck’s inevitable comment below will say, but tequila is disgusting – even “good” tequila.  Each year, his bar is stocked with some of the finest tequila around and each year I take these shots and wonder why people even do shots of tequila.  It is seriously like drinking battery acid.

Anyways… The party is going off wonderfully (as always) and I proceed to set a personal record for number of tequila shots taken in one evening (8).  I’m standing behind the bar and I notice an older woman staring at me.  I’m horrible at this, but if I were to guess I would say she was in her late forties/early fifties.  She wasn’t part of our group, she was one of Chuck’s neighbors.  He always invites the neighbors (best way to alleviate complaints from a loud, rowdy neighborhood party) and many of his friends.

As I’m pouring a round of shots, I realize that her gaze is intently fixed on me – no matter where I move behind the bar.  She’s fairly attractive, but about 25 years too old for me.  I am quite steadfast in my belief in the universally accepted and commonly used “half plus seven” rule (hello 25 year olds!).

Finally I make eye contact with her, and she says:

“I have to ask: What nationality are you? Are you Hawaiian? The reason I ask is that you have the most beautiful face.”

Now I’ve heard many compliments in my day, but nothing like this.  To be honest, it was completely out of left field; I’m not exactly sporting a Vinny Chase visage these days.

Caught off guard, I politely thank her, tell her my parents are from the Philippines and make a joke questioning her level of intoxication.  At this point of the night, the majority of the guests wouldn’t exactly pass a field sobriety test.  After trying to diffuse the cougar (this might be my new favorite saying, btw), she still continues to persist on her original statement.  She also continues to stare and after administering the round of liquid pain, I quickly stumble off to another area of the party.

Perplexed, I approach my friend Megan and tell her what happened.  I also ask if said cougar was correct or if she was just drunk.  I trusted Megan to be the arbiter on a matter of such great importance, and figured that her answer would solve the question at hand.

Final verdict?

(drum roll, please…)

Megan agreed with the cougar.

You know what?  I do have a beautiful face.

You know what else?

I love cougars!

Mabuhay!

The bacon apocalypse is upon us.

Friends, please take all necessary precautions.

Happy birthday, Papa Stein.  Have fun down in the ATL!

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

-Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken

Have a great weekend, everyone.

Make it count!

Thanks to D for posting this on his Facebook page.

Cheaters never win.  The reaction back in the studio is the best part.

Thanks, Red.  Have a great weekend, everyone!

A few quick thoughts:

- A picture is definitely worth a thousand words.  Honestly, I don’t think it is that bad.  Who hasn’t won 11 gold medals and had their picture plastered all over intertube with their mouth puckered up to a bong?

- Thanks to Tony for giving me the heads up that he saw the video of the “Water Assault in Watertown” on CNN Headline News.  It is also now on youtube, was featured on the local newscasts (you can see us in the FOX25 clip), and barstool sports (my brother is the pair of legs all the way to right in this picture).  It has also has made me wonder if I should wear headgear to the next Lexington game I attend.

- I’m headed to the Celtics game tonight with Chris the Grouch.  I haven’t seen Kobe since 6/17.  I’ll be sure to ask him how Boston’s a** tastes.

BIRTHDAY MONTH ALERT: Happy Birthday, Moe!

Usually, this would be a day when I wouldn’t write.  I’m overtired from the Texas trip and I just got in from a great night out at Redbones.  However, I’ve taken some grief when I take days off.  Who knew that I could ever become part of people’s routines?

So (for now), I’m going to try and post something every weekday.  Keri was the first to mention it and then I heard it from others.  I started last week and I realized that I can’t write that much every week.  It’s amazing to me that I write as much as I do.  “Verbal diarrhea” was a perfect phrase used to describe one of the many methods of my madness.

Today’s idea comes from Red and it is my inaugural “Thought of the Day” (a.k.a. “mailing it in”).  This quote comes from Rainer Maria Rilke, the same poet who provided the quote in Friday’s entry.  After doing some googling of Rilke, I found out that he had an inordinate amount of great quotes.  He’s probably going to be featured a lot in my “Thought of the Day” entries.

Without further ado…

A person isn’t who they are during the last conversation you had with them – they’re who they’ve been throughout your whole relationship.

I think this quote is simply fantastic.  It could really help in all the stupid disagreements we have with people.  It makes me think how much of a waste of time they really are.

Happy Tuesday, everyone.