Odds and Ends

Two Words

One. Better.

Or

Why six is better than five.

Tonight is the Cleveland Plays Seis de Mayo party at the Blind Pig, which is also known as the "Excuse to pay $10, get into the bar, drink free for 3 hours, and take your chances finding a cab home from downtown." This is another way of saying that I'm excited. I haven't had much to drink the last couple of weeks, and haven't really had a chance to just unwind. Granted, because it's a party for teams in our football league, the guy to girl ratio will be about 5-1. Not good times. I can live with this though, b/c there's bound to be a good turnout of people and most of them are relatively cool.

I also noticed that I posted my "Irish Name" yesterday, on Cinco de Mayo. My bad. I should have posted my Hispanic name, but I couldn't find anything that would give me that. I'm sure it's like Alejandro Feliz, or something like that.

I've officially given up on the O.C. I tried watching it last night, but that show has completely lost me. I was much happier with last years cast. I mean seriously, was there a better moment in unintentional comedy than Luke yelling "Welcome to the OC, bitch!"? I think not. Now, I've got Ryan's lousy actor brother, Marissa's gone even more crazy, Julie Cooper doing porn (okay that I can believe) And now, with what happened with Kiersten last night, I feel like I'm watching Dallas. My mom watched Dallas. I love my mom, but she has somewhat lame taste in television.

Nevertheless, to everyone coming to the Pig tonight, bring your 10$, and your drinking shoes. PBR all around!