The Silver Linings
Tuesday, October 03, 2006My what a roller-coaster weekend here in Slackerland.
I suppose it could start on Thursday with kickball. Our team had a double-header due to people pussing out in the rain the week before. Our first game was against a team who would have forfeited because they couldn't make it the previous week. They got saved by the rain-out and ended up beating us. In the second game we were losing by one in the third inning with people on second and third with one out. Just as our best kicker came up, boom, all the lights get turned off. The young park attendant's mom had to speak for him when we argued the contract was until 8:30, not 8. They ran off an didn't turn the lights back on. Yet another double header looms ahead... Luckily though, that meant a trip to the bar where we got to watch the twins pull of the extra innings win in my previous post. Extra-Inning-Silver Lining found.
So Friday the plan was to meet up with G-Spot after work and head to Gasthof's for Oktoberfest. She wasn't ready when I got there, but that's not unusual and not a big deal. Her sister and a friend of said sister were en route from Fargo for the weekend, so we ended up having to wait for them. An hour later they finally show and say they'll be ready to leave in 20 minutes. An hour and 20 minutes later we're finally leaving. Thank goodness for hearty German beer. We did one boot (a 2 liter glass boot the group passes) and 2 1-liter mugs later I felt better. It also helped that I Tom and some other people I knew there. German-Silver Lining found. Unfortunately this one was short lived. After the girls got the itch to leave and rushed out, we got back to G-Spot's place and I realized my Tab, Credit Card and ID were all at the bar still. Bah!
Saturday didn't start out well either. I met up with Conservative girl so we and her parents could head to the Renaissance Fair with the rent's new puppy. We were supposed to meet at 10:30, but knowing how they work I showed little late at 11. The parents arrived at 11:30 and we still didn't head out until close to 12. Luckily Squirt, the new 3 month old Silky Terrier, was adorable. We drove down to Ren Fest unloaded the vehicle and as I was picking up Squirt, YEEOUCH! A little bastard of a yellow jacket decides to sting me on the palm side of my right index finger. Luckily since I survived a sting in the throat in high school, I'm sure I'm not allergic.
I bought the two day pass, planning ahead since the plan was to meet with G-Spot at Ref Fest Sunday. So we wandered Ren Fest for a little bit. It didn't take long to realize that tiny adorable puppy = people (Ok, mostly woman) magnet. Come on, who wouldn't wanna play with this?
Yeah, I know I detract from the puppy. No, I don't have more pictures! ;O)
Anyway, just about the time that picture was taken I realize my hand it getting pretty stiff. I look down and say "Umm, maybe I am allergic to bees" as my index finger and half of my hand are twice the size they should be. Unfortunately, all the First Aid people there can do is give ice. The whole hand managed to swell up by the end of the day, but there was no sign of travel up the arm or any other problems so no worries came of it. The rest of the day was spent eating and watching a joust while somehow managing to wear all the little puppy energy out to the point she passed out on my arm. I wanted to go at about 4:30 to get home and meet up with friends for an event later. Since CG just HAD to show her parents this belly dance outfit she wasn't going to buy anyway we ended up there till well after 5. Squirt passed out in a ball on my lap for the ride home. Insanely Cute Puppy Silver lining found.
That evening I was supposed to meet up with another friend Whitey (that's the name he actually goes by, I can't give him anything better, heh) and some people to go to the Summit Big Brew. It was a music festival on Harriet Island with the top two bands being Soul Asylum and Cake. Living close by I jogged down to the Island because Whitey and the crew were supposed to be there. Much to my dismay however, it was 6:50 and I was hearing Soul asylum, who according to the Summit website went on at 8. I call Whitey to have him meet me at the gate with his ticket and find out he;s not even there yet. They had a ticket mix up and hadn't left yet. I called and let them know the schedule had changed and they said they were heading right out. I got let into the park without a ticket to see first aid because of my hand. Being the nice guy and thinking they were on their way I went back out after and waited for my ticket. Dumbass. At least I could hear the whole Soul Asylum concert well. Though it was said at 7:15 they'd be there in like 15-20, they didn't get there till 8:10. Luckily the Summit Beers they had on tap there went down quite easily and the Cake performance was ok. Silverish-amber Lining Found. John McRea the lead singer seemed like he may well have been drunk and was his usual arrogant self. The music was good though. Instead of bar hopping after, everyone else wussed out and I made the trek home.
The original plan for Sunday was to head out about 10 and get to the Ren Fest fairly early. The report that morning was the girls weren't in good shape from clubbing the night before and now were planning to be there at one. I headed down early to catch a show or two before the girls got there but ended up stuck in insane traffic. I called to warn them and found they now hopped to be there at two. I had mentioned I planned on leaving at about four because I wanted to be home for some stuff at 5. I got there and wandered for a bit checking out some of the last day deals when my hand started aching. Umm wow, it's bigger today. I get some ice and check in on G-spot. Bad news, looks like she's not going to make it to Ren fest by the time I leave, though I did mention she should give me a yell when she got here just in case. 3:30 brought a show with the very funny A Capella group Ten Second of Harmony so I figured I would see that and then head out. As per usual is was indeed funny. On the way out I hear "Slacker?" I turn to find Cute Paramedic and the Mistress o' Charades. While I still got the vibe that I'm on the outs with MoC, they did convince me I'd never make it to Slacker HQ by five (This was definitely true) and that I should stay for the Tortuga Twins final show. I text G-Spot to let her know I'm still there and get a call back: "Oh, I totally didn't think to call you, the car overheated, I won't be making it." Gee, thanks. I chill with MoC and CP order a last round of beers and settle in for the show. Like usual their show is great fun, and even more lewd since it was the last one. CP wanted to see her sister dance at the little closing Drum Dance so she and MoC jetted before the end of the show leaving me, yet again, alone at the fair. Things I should see coming. heh.
Luckily, during all of this I was informed that shortly after the Twins managed to beat the White Sox in their final game of the season, KC came back and took out Detroit. 37 minutes after their regular season was done, that fortunate turn of events moved my beloved Twinkies into soul possession First place for the American League Central Division. Woot. AL-Central-Champs Silver Lining Found.
I head home, stop at the store and pick up some benadryll and pizza. As you can see, my hand needed it:
Left - Normal sized left hand. Right - Giganto-sized right hand.
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As my phone call Sunday night with CG for proof, by the end of the weekend though, all those silver linings were harder to keep track of. The weekend also proved I need a puppy. Yup.
My poor Twins dropped one to the A's today, but if they've proved anything, they're one hell of a scrappy bunch. Oakland watch out.
Oh well, time to make it though another week! Keep Slackin!
posted by Chief Slacker @ 3:06 PM,
10 Comments:
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At Tue Oct 03, 06:20:00 PM,
LITTLE MISS said...
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wait, wait, you play kickball? As in elementary school style, kickball?!
LOL.
and puppies are definitely a chic magnet--good thinking! -
At Tue Oct 03, 06:57:00 PM,
OzzyC said...
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Dude, that's one big hand. You could have played in Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back (or whichever movie that was)!
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At Wed Oct 04, 11:57:00 AM,
Chief Slacker said...
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Lil Miss - Yeah, same thing, but with more rules, adults, and alcohol :O) Arg, I wish I could afford a doggie hehe.
Ozzy - Mark Hammil's got nothing on me! hehe, and yeah, show taht one to the littler Ozziette and let her know she got off easy with her sting ;O) -
At Thu Oct 05, 07:19:00 AM,
Esther said...
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You should definitely have gone to a doctor about your hand - and FYI, you can develop an allergy to bees later in life. My mom did and had a horrible reaction when I was a baby.
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At Thu Oct 05, 07:55:00 AM,
Aliecat said...
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Good god, get yourself to the doctor! That's not normal! Hopefully it doesn't turn black and drop off!
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At Thu Oct 05, 01:42:00 PM,
Chief Slacker said...
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Esther - Well the hand is back to normal now, if it had gone up the arm I would have gone to the doc right away. Luckily it didn't.
Aliecat - Luckily there was no blackening and no falling off of limbs :O) All it good now! -
At Sat Oct 07, 10:27:00 PM,
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Could it have been a radioactive bee? Have you noticed any bee-like superpowers? Like, uh ... what would those be ... if you're in a car with somebody do they get nervous and lose their concentration? Maybe shoo you toward a window?
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At Thu Oct 12, 06:17:00 PM,
FINY said...
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Dude, you went away again. Be honest, the hand got swollen again and promptly fell off right? That's got to be the only explanation.
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At Thu Oct 19, 05:01:00 PM,
Leesa said...
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Your posts always wear me out... you are so busy!
Ouch on the hand too :) -
At Tue Oct 31, 11:20:00 AM,
Unknown said...
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cutest puppy EVER! (you were right- chick magnet!)