orange stickers
on my way to yakima, washington. long flight through salt lake city today. even longer flight on the red eye back from seattle tomorrow.
had a fantastic weekend in bumpass at lake anna. mcgruber made some sweet shirts for us. after quoting from beerfest extensively last week, it was no surprise that i had a picture of barry on mine. the orange stickers nickname comes from an old skit on 'the state' where a dude shows up for an orgy and announces that anything that has an orange sticker means that he has reserved it for sticking up his rectum. proceed to shots of tv remotes, utensils, vacuum cleaner, etc. small side joke: unbeknown to mcgruber, the cheese had snuck into his bag and put orange stickers on virtually everything after he had packed. pretty freaking funny, as he kept finding article after article with an orange sticker on it. i have to give the cheese a big shout out for doing a ton to help make some things happen for bachelor party, including helping with the t shirts, helping some folks with their travel, and even driving two of the guys from the airport to the lake house at 10 friday night (and two hour plus round trip).
we grilled us some good food. filet mignon and brats from omaha steaks, organic beef burgers, hebrew national hot dogs, and deeply marinated chicken drumsticks. i ate chicken four meals in a row, as i'm halfway through my year of not eating any red meat or processed meat. the cheese made some fantastic turtle brownies; they lasted about 23 minutes, as we devoured them. i'm a bit embarrassed to admit that i passed out while we watch beer fest friday night.
a lot of beer, some nice cigars, and even some 15 year old single malt scotch on saturday night while we sat around the fire pit at night. so we virtually achieved mcgruber's goal of grilling every meal.
saturday we actually got up by 8:00 to go get the pontoon boat and head out on to the lake. it was hot as a mofo. we went swimming and fished (well, i learned to cast. not sure i lay claim to actually fishing). no bites, unfortunately, but not for lacking of trying. i was just happy that no one hooked a face or foot.
i had planned some beer-olympics for saturday, but it was too freaking hot to do anything, and we were pretty wiped after being on the boat for almost four hours. we did play one-handed beer ball (standard touch football, but you have to play with a beer in one hand at all times) and some wiffle ball. we also played a lot of guitar--i picked up some good sabbath, nirvana, and soundgarden riffs.
foremost, we had a fantastic house. everyone had their own bed, it was right on the lake with a great backyard that had a deck, horse shoe pit, and pier on the lake. and thankfully, a/c, which was a lifesaver. a really cool aspect was the family room, with huge ceilings and a gigantic couch.
sunday was pretty chill. i was definitely feeling my age, as everyone else was feeling pretty spry, and couldn't drag by my ass out bed until eleven.
all in all, a great weekend.
had a fantastic weekend in bumpass at lake anna. mcgruber made some sweet shirts for us. after quoting from beerfest extensively last week, it was no surprise that i had a picture of barry on mine. the orange stickers nickname comes from an old skit on 'the state' where a dude shows up for an orgy and announces that anything that has an orange sticker means that he has reserved it for sticking up his rectum. proceed to shots of tv remotes, utensils, vacuum cleaner, etc. small side joke: unbeknown to mcgruber, the cheese had snuck into his bag and put orange stickers on virtually everything after he had packed. pretty freaking funny, as he kept finding article after article with an orange sticker on it. i have to give the cheese a big shout out for doing a ton to help make some things happen for bachelor party, including helping with the t shirts, helping some folks with their travel, and even driving two of the guys from the airport to the lake house at 10 friday night (and two hour plus round trip).
we grilled us some good food. filet mignon and brats from omaha steaks, organic beef burgers, hebrew national hot dogs, and deeply marinated chicken drumsticks. i ate chicken four meals in a row, as i'm halfway through my year of not eating any red meat or processed meat. the cheese made some fantastic turtle brownies; they lasted about 23 minutes, as we devoured them. i'm a bit embarrassed to admit that i passed out while we watch beer fest friday night.
a lot of beer, some nice cigars, and even some 15 year old single malt scotch on saturday night while we sat around the fire pit at night. so we virtually achieved mcgruber's goal of grilling every meal.
saturday we actually got up by 8:00 to go get the pontoon boat and head out on to the lake. it was hot as a mofo. we went swimming and fished (well, i learned to cast. not sure i lay claim to actually fishing). no bites, unfortunately, but not for lacking of trying. i was just happy that no one hooked a face or foot.
i had planned some beer-olympics for saturday, but it was too freaking hot to do anything, and we were pretty wiped after being on the boat for almost four hours. we did play one-handed beer ball (standard touch football, but you have to play with a beer in one hand at all times) and some wiffle ball. we also played a lot of guitar--i picked up some good sabbath, nirvana, and soundgarden riffs.
foremost, we had a fantastic house. everyone had their own bed, it was right on the lake with a great backyard that had a deck, horse shoe pit, and pier on the lake. and thankfully, a/c, which was a lifesaver. a really cool aspect was the family room, with huge ceilings and a gigantic couch.
sunday was pretty chill. i was definitely feeling my age, as everyone else was feeling pretty spry, and couldn't drag by my ass out bed until eleven.
all in all, a great weekend.
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