Okay, Fine…

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February 25, 2013 by sandwichcontrol

I’ll tell you.

My weekend was one of chaos. It started Friday night with the trip to the Mexican restaurant that serves pineapple pork tacos on fresh flour tortillas. Then, the party at Beer’s place. We’ve covered that part. Cut to Saturday morning.

I get up, make a post, and put some pants on. Normal Saturday stuff. And then I head to lunch with the fam. The crazy train is picking up speed. I leave lunch and head over to help the Rev. Dark Wombat move some of his big furniture out of storage. We do the musical car switch so as to now have the Mud-Mobile for it’s greater hauling capabilities. We score an abandoned dinner table at the storage unit. It has the phrase “Cox – N – Dicks” inscribed on it’s underside in blue ball point pen. Ala Hot Tub Time Machine. Krahli and I dubbed the it, appropriately, the Cox-n-Dicks table. We said it a lot. It’s still funny.

By this point, there is a pretty good size group of people helping move stuff into the apartment. As the day turned to evening, The Rev. and I headed to El Super Taco with Crazy Eagle and his lady friend. She’s fresh off the plane and had never eaten Mexican food. I found this on the counter at EST:

Meteorite

The end is nigh.

After dinner we rushed to drop the kids off and headed to the FuriousMick Haus for Pathfinder. Back Alley Trey was sick, so he stayed home. Everybody else goes into single combat with this Azlanti military Commander. He taunted Larry Jenkins. He won’t do that again. Toward the end of the game, Steph the Sage and Monkey Meat call me to ask a favor. They need help working on a slideshow for their dad’s funeral. Jeezus. K. I’m in.

After the game, I head to Steph’s house to start work on this slideshow. What should have been easy, wasn’t. I stopped working on it around 4:30ish because I had started to see double. I finally fell asleep, from all the coffee, around 5:30-6ish. I woke up at around 8:30 to continue working on it. Long story short, I finished it. But I had to do it on the big computer. Once I got the thumbs up from Monkey Meat, it was good to go on delivery. I still can’t figure out why I don’t have iDVD on this new computer. Oh, and I got my newest victim:

Monkey Meat.

Monkey Meat.

So, I deliver the slideshow. I head to the Rev. DW’s to pick up more stuff. Deliver the stuff, swing home, take a much, much needed shower (I stank of 2 Mexican restaurants and storage buildings), head back to DW’s to move more stuff. Head to WalMart*, eat a sub, move a little more stuff, and finally come home to crash around 9:30 last night.

I’ve been complaining about not being able to sleep anymore. I think I found the solution. I slept like a rock made out of babies last night.

And now, I get to start it all over again. Today, I’ve got typesetting to do, student arrangements to be made, homework to read, essays to write, and weights to lift. Let’s do this. For friendship. More soon. ~SC


3 comments »

  1. Teacher Sis says:

    You totally forgot to mention being sung to at 2 am 🙂

  2. Dave says:

    Yes, the solution to getting more sleep is getting less sleep.
    Lifting heavy stuff also helps.

  3. Dark Wombat says:

    Not like a baby made out of rocks? Come on! That’s Larry Jr. you totally passed on making reference to!

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