Blog #51

Last week was fun, drank some beer, hung out with friends and made some interesting decisions. It was generally awesome, but man all friggen week I had this little nag in my brain, right there just hanging out in my head. And this nag wasn’t in the back of my brain where nags usually hang out. This stupid nag was front and center. Right there in the frontal lobe (I just googled a brain map, I was hoping for a more complicated name for the ‘front part of the brain’ I wanted to fake some smartness, chick dig smart dudes) so yeah, this nag would just casually remind me that I had DNF’d Scotia and that I had to get my shit together. That nag was a real bastard. So now I’m getting back to streets, gonna appease that nag and do some work.
Alright, so did ya’ll read my last blog? yeah it was nothing special really. But ya know what was special? Ya know what really made my heart smile? It was all those comments from you fine folk. Holy balls people! that was so cool, seriously guys it was very touching, thanks so much! Here I am, being all sad and such. I gots my moms and pops shoulders to cry on, my teammates got me nice and drunk and I was thinking how lucky I was to be surrounded by such good people. I was starting to feel alright. Then I writes my blog and bam! I have all sorts of people that I have never even met just saying the nicest damn things to me. That was it man, that love got me so pumped. I’m inspired, I just wanna run fast. And when I do run fast I want all ya’ll to come out and party with me. Just a huge friggen blog blowout. 1000’s of beers and shots (no tequila) and piles of peanut butter themed snacks. It will be awesome. I want this party to happen so bad. You’re all invited, let’s get on this.
Let me tell you about a time I went to a celebration that occurred after one of buds ran super fast. This was back in 08′ and Milne had just busted through and killed it that summer. He went to the Olympics and everything, it was rad. So after all that Olympic jazz, Milne’s home town decided that they should honor their Olympic guy, so Calendar Ont. came out with the appropriately named “Taylor Milne Day”. A bunch of us piled into cars and headed north to celebrate his awesomeness. Well you can probably guess what happened next. Yeah, we drank about 1000 beers and celebrated like champs. We went to a bar and at some point I passed out on a piano. I woke up from said Piano a little while later and all my friends were gone (Taylor Milne day doesn’t stop just because one dude can’t handle the party!). So what did I do when I woke up all confused and lost. Well I did what anyone in my situation would do, I peed on the wall. I’m sorry to the owner of the bar. That was pretty inconsiderate of me, but it was probably pretty entertaining when the Piano kid woke up, stumbled over to the wall, peed on the wall then stumbled outta the bar. So now here I am on the street in Calendar and it being my first time in this place I had no idea where the hell to go or what the hell to do. Honestly though, at this point had I been in Guelph I would have been equally lost and confused.
So anyways here I am, drunk/lost/scared/confused and slightly urine soaked in Calendar. So I made another practical decision, I broke into a random closed down building, it was all boarded up and everything, seemingly abandoned. I found the back door and got in the place, I found a couch and went to sleep on it. Perfectly excuted B&E; if ya ask me. Well this random closed down building happened to be home to some locals, and they were not happy that I was there.  I was approximately 10seconds away from a nice Northern Ontario ass kicking when someone was like “Rob? what the hell?…” Yeah, Milne knew these fine folks and he was partying with them! I guess that I had a sixth sense that took me to the next party. Pretty awesome. Man-o-man DrunkRob was in fine form that night. DrunkRob sure likes to mess with SoberRob, that guy is bastard sometimes. For example, back in highschool;
StupidFriend; “Lets go get tattoos
SmartFriend; “Can’t man, all the shops are closed
DrunkRob; “Yeah man, but we can brand ourselves, it’ll be awesome!
8hrs later…
SoberRob wakes up in a haze, clearly something is messed up, looks down, *violently shakes fist* “Goddammit DrunkRob!”
Another example, this time from University;
StupidFriend; “Lets go get tattoos”
SmartFriend; “Can’t man, all the shops are closed
DrunkRob; “Yeah man, but we can brand ourselves, I’ve done it before. it’s awesome!”
8hrs later…
SoberRob wakes up; “sonofabitch! not again! ahh well, fool me once…
Hangovers are so much worse whilst accompanied with 3rd degree burns. DrunkRob is responsible for most the scars on my body.
So yeah, back to the grind. Gonna make this happen people. Thanks for everything.

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Oct 2011
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Blog #51

Last week was fun, drank some beer, made some interesting decisions and woke up in some interesting places. It was pretty awesome. But all week I had this little nag right there in my head, and this nag wasn’t in the back of my mind where nags usually hang out. This friggen nag was front and center. The nag would just casually remind me that I had DNF’s Scotia and that I had to get my shit together. That nag was a real bastard. So now I’m getting back to streets, gonna appease that nag and do some work.
Alright, so did ya’ll read that last blog? yeah it was nothing special really. But ya know what was special? What really made my heart smile? It was all those comments from you fine folk. Holy balls people! that was so cool. Here I am, being all sad and such. I gots my moms and pops shoulders to cry on, my teammates got me nice and drunk and I’m thinking how lucky I am to be surrounded by such good people. Then I writes my blog and bam! I have all sorts of folks that I have never even met just saying the nicest damn things to me. That pretty much erased all the sadness and got me fired up as hell to get back at it. I wanna run fast man, and when I do I want all ya’ll to come out and party with me. Just a huge blog friggen blowout. 1000’s of beers and piles of peanut butter themed snacks. It will be awesome. I want this party to happen so bad. Hopefully sooner rather than later.
Let me tell you about a time I went to a celebration that occurred after one of buds ran super fast. This was back in 08′ and Milne had just busted through and killed it that summer. He went to the Olympics and everything, it was a rad summer. So after all that Olympic jazz Milne’s home town decided that they should honor their Olympic guy, so Calendar Ont, came out with the aptly named “Taylor Milne Day”. A bunch of us piled into cars and headed north to celebrate that awesomeness. Well you can probably assume what happened next, yeah we drank about 1000 beers and celebrated like champs. We went to a bar and I passed out on a piano. I woke up from said Piano a little while later and all my friends were gone. So I did what anyone would do when the drunkingly wake up at a random bar in a strange city, I peed on the wall at the bar. I’m sorry to the owner of the bar, that was pretty inconsiderate of me, but that was probably pretty funny when the Piano kid woke up, stumbled over to the wall, peed on the wall then stumbled outta the bar. Yeah, so now I’m on the street in Calendar and it being my first time in this place I had no idea where the hell to go or what the hell to do. Honestly though, at this point had I been in Guelph I would have been equally lost and confused. Actually the first time I partied in Guelph I got lost as hell also. That was a lame night.
So back to me being drunk/lost/scared/confused and slightly urine soaked in Calendar. What happened next was weird man. I broke into this random closed down bar, found a couch and went to sleep on it. Well this random closed down bar was also home to some locals, and they were not happy that I was there.  I was approximate 10seconds away from a nice Northern Ontario ass kicking when someone was like “Rob? what the hell…” Yeah, Milne knew these fine folks and he was partying in the closed down bar with them. I guess that I had a sixth sense that took me to the

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