Recap
Holiday Weekend Recap - Part 2
The fellas from work are lucky I didn’t bring my digicam with me on Saturday. To be honest, not all of them are that photogenic anyways. (Kidding). Saturday was spent at the Oakland A’s, tailgating before the game and playing a game of “Guess”. With throngs of crowds heading into the Oakland Coliseum to see either the A’s game or Little Bow Wow, it was tremendous trying to pick out who the jailbait was trying to pick up on hoochies at the ballpark or who the hoochies were going with their babies to see Little Bow Wow. Now there’s a kid, who as yet, is nobody’s baby daddy. Give him a year or two and he’ll catch up, I’m sure.
The A’s game was a blast and it’s nice to know that the home team is on a winning streak. Cross fingers, yo.
Afterwards, I headed off to the beach for smores, smacktalk and mischief with the gang. The new discovery being that smores are even better when you rip open a sticky marshmallow to shove a piece of chocolate inside and then seal it back up before placing it fireside to toast. Highlights were sitting by the beach to listen to the ocean, trying to imitate the dance moves from oldschool Michael Jackson, and watching Chrissy try to roll herself out of the firewood box that she’d inadvertently become trapped in.
Sunday Morning was relaxing, napping sweetly in the comfort of a freshly made bed, and then heading back out to see the Yoko Ono exhibit at the Moma with my friend the pseudo Porn Star. A long walk through the mission, talking about the vacillation between bitter cynicism and the humanity that is still evident in the most desperate. He’s of the opinion that homeless should be hunted down and killed with blow darts. I remember the similar distaste that I have for certain people who’s carbon mass would be better utilized as a tree, but those people aren’t crack heads or the homeless. They have jobs, are clean, appear civilized, but are otherwise ugly human beings on the inside.
The streets in the Mission needs more trees, we both agreed.
Monday, bbq over at Dave’s with the gang, watching the Tivo’ed VM Awards and American Idol, followed by excruciating torture to Ernie about his upcoming TV appearance on the daytime syndicated show “The Weakest Link”.
Today, an ugly day getting back to work, trying to resolve a new found groupie fan crush on Joe Hahn, a member of Linkin Park, and then spent maxing & relaxing while naked, at the spa with the girls. It’s an all women’s spa and I felt much like I’d stepped into an episode of Sex In the City while chatting with the girls about our various mischief, our perspectives on love & dating, and the humorous and oft times borderline traumatic episodes we’ve encountered regarding the subject of our parents’ sex lives.
Delight oh my soul.
My legs are jelly and the knots in my back are beaten down significantly after subjected to the water jets, and I feel content, clean, and clear headed for the first time in what feels like eons. It’s very good to be alive.
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