What about the weekend?

Some quick notes from the weekend:

- Baller is creating his own board game.   He has always been the type to create his own games (I have seen him create games just using a quarter and a table) but this time he is serious.   When I hung out with him this weekend he had professional looking cards and pads and such.    I am not sure how he is going to break through and market the game but it was a fun game to play. 

- Vikings won again.   10-1 now and not slowing down.   They have taken the sting away from a lot of sunday afternoon Raptors losses.

- Chrissy was suppose to have lunch with Bobette and I but she had to cancel because she is sick.   Her, Boston and my family have yet to meet Bobette.   She also has never been over to my place, that is something I hope to correct next weekend.

- Played some street hockey on saturday, it was fun 3-on-3 action with recycling bins acting as nets.   I scored two goals including the game winner in a 4-2 victory. 

- Hung out in Oshawa for a bit on saturday, now I see why people out there refer to it as the dirty sha or whatever it is.   In the south side of the place there isn’t a home built before 1990.  

- My cousin was going to a party saturday night that had a baby lion in attendance.   Assuming my cousin is still alive, I told him to take pictures and post them on facebook.

The League

That is the name of this new TV show.   I am not sure what channel it is on, it is on in the US and I am watching it online.   It is about a bunch of guys in a fantasy football league.    I know sounds stupid.   But as a guy who competes in fantasy football, I am loving it.   I am loving how they bust each other’s balls.   Mind you it isn’t all football, a couple of the guys are married and it deals with the inter-personal relationships and everything.   The cast is relative nobodies, some people look familiar but I don’t know the actors names and that is saying something.   Here is a clip:

I feel used

On the weekend, I was at my baseball end of the year party.   There was a lot of beer consumed.  There was a lot of partying.  I was knocked out of poker first.   I ended up having to go downstairs and hang out with the Beatles rockband people.   One of the singers was one of my teammates girlfriends.   Amy has always been a very affectionate person.   The couch was full of people, and she seemed tired after one song and she ended up just sitting on my lap for 20 seconds between songs.   I thought it was weird but I have known her long enough that I wasn’t concerned.   Later while singing a song she grabbed my hand and squeezed.   That felt weird and not just because she crushed my bad finger in the process.  

A little bit later I was making small talk with Amy and she said she was excited to be moving.   I asked where she was moving to and then asked if Anthony was excited about moving too.   She said that Anthony wasn’t moving with her.   That was when warning bells went off in my head.   This was the first time I ever heard anything about the two of them having problems.   The next day I called the big guy and asked him what he knew about the move and he told me that they were having some problems and sometimes Amy acts out and tries to make Anthony jealous.    I feel used.   I thought Amy was just being Amy but it seems she was trying to make her guy jealous that night (the weird part, I don’t remember him in the room for some of the things I described earlier).  

The funny part about this story, I am not sure if Bobette (WIGSF seems to have decided for us that this is going to be the name) is the jealous type and I am not sure if I should tell her anything about this.

The Walking Dead

I am not a zombie fan.   I have never been a fan of the horror genre as a whole.   So when people suggested that I check out this comic book about people trying to survive in a world with aombies, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to give it a chance.   I did and I haven’t regreted it for a second.   It is my favourite book.   And I still am not a fan of zombie related stuff.   The title of the book does not refer to the zombies as the “Walking Dead” but instead the survivors.   The book’s central character is Rick who looks for his family and eventually helps lead a group of survivors.   But in a world like this one, danger is everywhere.   In the end, the survivors are the walking dead because their fate already seems set, they are doomed but they are still walking around trying to survive.   The book has been an ongoing series and it is over 5 years in.   It is B&W and it can get quite graphic at times.  

If you are considering picking up this book, it has been collected in a lot of different formats including trade paperback, hardcover and omnibus.   I have been sticking with the monthly issues for about 4 years now, it is great because of the great cliffhangers that leave you waiting anxiously for the next issue.   This book has become so popular that there is talk of AMC turning it into a TV show.   That would be must-see TV.  

Quitting basketball

Not completely, just the thursday league.   I have started the process of quitting the team.   My co-captain (who always says he wants no responsibilities) emailed me yesterday asking me when I was going to sign-up the team for the winter season.   I didn’t want to bring up the subject of me coming back earlier than was needed because I didn’t want to be a distraction during our playoff run.   But I felt I had to tell him that I wasn’t returning to the team and I was hoping he would take over.    The guy didn’t want to accept me leaving but I told him I needed more personal time and my body couldn’t take the grind of three games in four nights.  

Now I have to tell the rest of the team, we need to get a volunteer to take over my co-captain responsibilities.   After that, I have three games left in the season including the playoffs.   It will be good to lose all the politics that comes with the position, it has sucked this year, there have been too many incidents on thursdays.   I will still be an emergency player but I need the time off.   I know that Bobette approves of me dropping the league.

Nicknames for my girlfriend

Okay gang, it is now official and I thought we should give her a name on here.   I am open to suggestions.   Let me know if you have any.   Funny observations from the weekend:

- Jayna’s 10 minute long trips to the bathroom after dinner, if you send another girl in there with her, she is back out in something like 2 minutes.   It was a miracle.   I was amazed.   If I had known that is all it took to get her out of there quickly, I would have gotten myself a girlfriend a long time ago.  

- Had a dog try to lick my balls this weekend.  It was a real hijinks type moment, something out of a crude teenage comedy.

- Nice moment, I was told to just relax and watch the Raptors game (the one from the night before being shown again) while she cooked breakfast.  

 

Why does nobody ask about my basketball?

This is not directed at any of you.  I don’t expect any of you to ask.   This is more about my parents and my brother.   I finish a game and start talking to my Dad on the phone and he never asks how it went.   I have actually complained about it once or twice now.    This has led my brother to say that he doesn’t really consider it serious.   He thinks we are just fooling around.   I tell him I play in two leagues and if I am just fooling around in these leagues then that means the baseball leagues we played in was just us fooling around.  

Still I got home last night and not only did he not ask how the game went but we asked me since when do I play three days a week.   I told him I had been doing so for two months now.   Good to see my roommate is paying attention (he followed up that question with: “Which days?”).    I am worried that my new lady friend might start doing the same.   She has asked before but I saw her briefly last night after the game, she never asked how it went.  

Last night’s game was a good one.   We were facing the first place team who we KNOW we are better than.   The only reason they got the win last time we played them is because I am too nice and they cheated with their scoring.   I wanted revenge last night.   We got it by beating the other team by 10.   After a game like that, I want to share the victory with someone, is that so wrong?   After leaving it all on the court (hours after the game I found various injuries), it would be nice if somebody showed an interest in something you feel so passionate about.    Maybe I am making a bigger deal of this then I should be but that is how I feel.

Do you think KFC is still open?

My brother and the big guy from baseball wanted to make this short video presentation for our end of the year party on saturday.   One prop they decided they needed was a bucket of KFC chicken.    This led my brother and I to question where the nearest KFC location is and if there is one on my way home.   The nearest one is probably north of our place but not on the way home.   I had trouble thinking of one on my way home, I found that weird because KFC is such a popular chain.   Eventually after pondering this question for a few minutes, I remembered that their might be a drive thru location on my way home, not the most convient location to come in and out of but if there truly is so few locations then I guess beggers can’t be choosers.  

And yes, i haven’t had KFC in over 13 months and for this video, I decided to break that streak, the sad thing is the weight bet will be ending sometime in the next week and we ordered a 15 piece bucket for three people.   I had 6-7 pieces.   It tasted so good.

A rude awakening

I awoke at 5am this morning to something sharp grabbing my hand.  I opened my eyes and saw my brother’s cat on my bed with his paw on my hand.   Wait let me rewind back to the night before, I got home and when I opened the door to my room, the cat ran inside my room and laid down on the carpet.   I told him to get out and then started preparing for bed.   When I was finished he was still on the carpet, hadn’t moved.   I usually keep my door closed at night, also if this had come up before, I would usually pick him up and throw him out but I was too tired.   So I did nothing.  

So now it is 5am and he is in my bed with me and grabbing me.   When I tell him to go this time… he still doesn’t move.   I go back to sleep.   Around 5:30am I wake up to a paw hitting me in the foot.   He changed spots on the bed but was still hitting me.   The good news is that he wasn’t scratching me but his claws are big enough that every time he hit me, it woke me up.   This time, I didn’t even have the energy to tell him to leave, I just covered up my feet and went back to bed.   I learned a valuable lesson, I don’t care how tired I am, if he is in my room when I am going to bed, I need to kick the guy OUT!

A “Comic Geek”

I collect comic books.   I have done so for over 20 years.   You can guess that I have quite the collection buying books over such a long period of time.   Thing is I don’t advertise this fact to people.   I feel shame for collecting comics… because to most people if you tell them you collect comics then they assume you are a “comic geek”.   That designation has negative connatations.   Thing is I don’t identify myself as a “comic geek”.   Sure I could debate who would win in a fight Superman or the Hulk but I am not the type of guy who hangs around a comic store debating that sort of thing.   It doesn’t help that my friends identity me as a comic geek.   I find it weird, because if I was to identify myself by any of my hobbies/interests, it wouldn’t be the comics that I would identify with but instead the fact that I play sports.   I am a big sports fan and I spend more time doing stuff sports related than comic related.  

I am bringing this up because this is something that I am definitely not comfortable bringing up when starting up in a relationship.   Sunday morning I was watching weekend morning superhero cartoons with my lady friend (I cannot use any other term for her because we still haven’t had “the talk”).   She was the one who wanted to watch the cartoons.   So I am sitting there pretending not to have a full knowledge of all the characters on the screen (I could have wrote the X-Men episode that we watched, I knew what was going to happen before it happened).   I was sitting there thinking, she likes the superhero movies, she likes the cartoons, maybe I should tell her… but then in the back of my mind I reminded myself the negative connatations of admiting that you collect comics especially at 29 years old.  

Do you agree with me, does collecting comics have negative connatations?   Would I be looked at as a ”Comic geek” if I admit it to her?