I am Man, hear me roar.
There was so much sloth this past weekend. And sloth's good friend gluttony....it was...it was...beautiful.
Keith and I woke up Saturday early Saturday with ambition unbecoming the likes of us. Yes, Keith slept on our floor the night before...a night of heavy metal at Rock N Roll pizza, amongst other things, can take a lot out of a chap. A delicious breakfast and some coffee at nearby Wenchells Donuts provided us the strength needed to search for a new couch...one that fits in the house this time...not one to sit next to the wonderful leather couch in the garage...that does not fit in the house.
After procuring said couch (a wonderfully soft two seater) from a local thrift shop for a mere $45, our ambition was far from quelched. What else did we need to begin this incredible weekend of football? Wings.
In our endevour to critique the wings all over town, we have yet to try one of the pillars of the wings community in town: Fire On The Mountain. Wings are their specialty, not an afterthought. I like that attitude. 42 wings, a new couch, and kickoff for the greatest game of the...week: Seahawks Vs Redskins. The wings were gone instantly, cookies were a nice follow up along with bottles of PBR. Yes, bottles, what kind of joint do you think we're running here? Well soon enough the "itis" set in on Keith and Pat. They slept through the final 3 quarters of the game. I however enjoyed every second, except the ones that I did not enjoy. Did I mention we also brought in the seat from the suburban to sit in also? We did.
I don't know what all went on over the rest of the weekend. All I remember is lots of food. Pizza and turkey melts on Sunday. Popcorn, beer, football, more football, and I think Keith moved in at some point, because he was here when I woke up Sunday....already watching football with Pat.
In retrospect, I'm not sure if it was worth the several years I took off of my life...no, actually, I'm certain it was worth every minute lost. I'll enjoy these precious moments while I can.
All hail the weekend of Man.
Keith and I woke up Saturday early Saturday with ambition unbecoming the likes of us. Yes, Keith slept on our floor the night before...a night of heavy metal at Rock N Roll pizza, amongst other things, can take a lot out of a chap. A delicious breakfast and some coffee at nearby Wenchells Donuts provided us the strength needed to search for a new couch...one that fits in the house this time...not one to sit next to the wonderful leather couch in the garage...that does not fit in the house.
After procuring said couch (a wonderfully soft two seater) from a local thrift shop for a mere $45, our ambition was far from quelched. What else did we need to begin this incredible weekend of football? Wings.
In our endevour to critique the wings all over town, we have yet to try one of the pillars of the wings community in town: Fire On The Mountain. Wings are their specialty, not an afterthought. I like that attitude. 42 wings, a new couch, and kickoff for the greatest game of the...week: Seahawks Vs Redskins. The wings were gone instantly, cookies were a nice follow up along with bottles of PBR. Yes, bottles, what kind of joint do you think we're running here? Well soon enough the "itis" set in on Keith and Pat. They slept through the final 3 quarters of the game. I however enjoyed every second, except the ones that I did not enjoy. Did I mention we also brought in the seat from the suburban to sit in also? We did.
I don't know what all went on over the rest of the weekend. All I remember is lots of food. Pizza and turkey melts on Sunday. Popcorn, beer, football, more football, and I think Keith moved in at some point, because he was here when I woke up Sunday....already watching football with Pat.
In retrospect, I'm not sure if it was worth the several years I took off of my life...no, actually, I'm certain it was worth every minute lost. I'll enjoy these precious moments while I can.
All hail the weekend of Man.
posted by Joe at 1:04 AM
3 Comments:
like the title
It's about time you got an couch inside your house. Why'd you have to go and get 'man' all over it already?
Haha, awww there's not that much man on it. It's still superrrr comfy and cozy. Perhaps a little Miss C. would spruce it up...
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