Saturday, September 27, 2008

bbq=pork

it is another weekend. i am sitting in my dorm's game room watching saw4 on our 50 inch vizio high definition tv. cool picture, too bad i hate the saw series. not because it's "too scary" or whatever...because it's just so dumb. my friends like saw. i sure don't. i love most scary movies. they are fun. but saw is just straight retarded. saw 5 is coming out. are you serious? just stop, please.
last weekend i took my friend steven to waffle house. he had never been. poor california kid.

this weekend the boys and i went to red robin. they have great burgers. tristan had never been to red robin. poor tristan.i wish i had a pic. sadly i don't.
thanks to jessica, rugby pics are in however. i know you've been dying to see them.
the team.

tristan taking down david.

me about to get tackled.

david with some crazy hair and tackling skill.

my friend brandon tore his minicus playing. poor brandon. it did give him time to create a rugby site for the team however. cool deal.
the team is currently trying to get sponsors and games set up. a sponsor from these guys might happen. fingers are crossed. it's been pretty exciting to see this sport take over our campus. last thursday we had more guys practicing then i've ever seen. awesome.
today we went to the chester country bar-be-que festival. bar-be-que what, you might ask? pork.
in the south, bbq is always pulled pork. what about bbq chicken and bbq steak? i don't know what they call that. but bbq is always pulled pork around the south. wierd.
i managed to do pretty much nothing but eat today. oh, i did get a five minute massage at a booth at the festival. a dollar a minute. i paid only three dollars. sucker. or maybe she liked me. i don't know...
well, regardless, i do need to get r and r this weekend, because rugby takes a lot out of me, and we have practice on monday.
blog readers of the week: keely and emma. you're welcome.

1 comment:

TG040 said...

Thank goodness the dixie South's bbq isn't the only interpretation. In Texas, barbecue is beef. Surprise. But beef. Sure, there's the poultry too, but if you ask for a bbq sandwich, you're getting cow baby. I mean, not necessarily veal...just that, baby, you're getting cow...whatever. You knew that. RUGBY!!!