The Gypsy Ripped My Pants

I have a good amount to chat about in this entry. I missed last week so I have to talk about the NCAA tourney and the Badgers. After work J and I headed to the Hilton to meet up with the gang. We had about 15 people in our Badger crew. The game looked pretty bleak in the first half with Red down and struggling. They ended up coming back in the second half and kicking some butt. From there we headed to the Metro and kept the part going. Entertainment was provided by the ever entertaining big Schwenk-daddy. Schwenk you are one original man. I barely got over the hangover of the 10 hours of drinking when it was time to watch the Badgers again. This time the outcome wasn’t so good and Bucky got knocked out by Pitt. On to the baseball season.

This last weekend of the 27th we headed up to Sheboygan to fix a couple computers and J’s car. Friday night was spent doing the previously mentioned. The computer repairs went quick but replacing a heater core on a car is harder than replacing an engine. I swear this piece is the first piece bolted on the car. If this piece ever breaks on your car you’re better off throwing out your car and getting a new one rather than fixing it. My brother and I spent a good 6 hours taking off the entire dashboard and some of the cars other vital pieces. Whoever engineered this piece of crap must’ve missed as many college lectures as me. With the work done for the weekend it’s time to celebrate our accomplishment!

Saturday we went to Sheboygan’s world famous Ice Bowling festival. I have to admit I was pretty disappointed with the band and the festivals fun factor. Usually cheap beer and mullets to stare at in wonder equal a great time. We didn’t spend much time there but after that we headed to the Sheboygan Brewery. No sooner was I in the door than I was attacked by a swarm of green polyester. Low and behold it was Kondo, Weir and Richards completely wasted and in their ice bowling uniforms. The rest of the night became more blurry and blurry due to the crappy shots but I do remember Kondo sipping some sort of Tequila shot, who knows. At about 2:30 we hopped into one of Sheboygan’s gypsy cabs and headed home. Damn gypsy cab! I got out and into the house when Jocelyn noticed my pants ripped from my lower buttock to the upper buttock. The only explanation for my ripped trousers was the springs on the seats of the gypsy cab. A word to the wise. A cheap $5 gypsy cab ride is nice but if it’s going to rip a pair of $20 pants in the process, splurge the extra $5 and save your pants. It was fun but I have now had enough Sheboygan atmosphere to last me well into the summer.

A little side note. If you watch movies join Netflix. I joined this month and it is yet another tool for the lazy. I’m one step closer to the ideal life of not having to venture further than 5 yards of my couch. I’m watching more movies now because I’ve given up on the crap that’s on TV (sans The Sopranos). So I’m back to my movie reviews, check ’em out.

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