i have a story about last night, let me tell yeh

TenuredVulture wrote:Yeah, but that's not true any more. Other products are superior now, and considerably less expensive. I mean, do people still wear adidas because they made great tennis shoes 30 years ago?

I have no clue. Nor do I know if all tennis shoes were bad before adidas

I doubt I've gone more than 2 days without a shower in the past five years.

I'm a fan of magic tricks that involve lunch meat...like olive loaf.

It all started on New Year's Eve, actually. I suited up, i.e. I put on a suit because one of the parties I was going to involved dressing up. My friend and I trekked to Market East with plans to stop for a bite on the way to our South Philly destination. Cold, rainy night, if you recall. We walked aimlessly for a half hour without finding a place that was both open and vacant enough for us to get a seat. Because of our inability to find an eatery, we were the first people at the party by a good uncomfortable 10 minutes, in which time we ordered a pizza from the Papa John's at Broad and Dickinson. I figured it would just make things even worse if we ate said pizza at the party we were already far too early for. So after downing the pie at the Papa John's, we went back and drank, by which point the party was kind of kicking already. We also had to hit another "party" that night, which turned out to be eight people sitting in my friend's apartment. So we left Party #1 to meet our friends at POPE (which was, in my first experience there, a fantastic place that I'd love to revisit). We bailed for Party #2 around 11:30. At roughly 11:55, this was the general sequence of events:

-My friend gives us gin and tonics. This is good.
-We pop the champagne and pour glasses for everyone.
-Oh, there's a dude lying on the couch. He has clearly drank too much tonight.
-Carson Daly is still alive, apparently.
-Sweet, she put out Doritos on the table in the living room.
-Countdown's coming up!
-10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4!
-The man on the couch is grabbing the bowl of Doritos.
-3!
-The man on the couch is vomiting into the bowl of Doritos.
-2!
-I am transfixed but continuing to count down.
-1! Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-A MAN JUST THREW UP INTO A BOWL OF DORITOS WHILE WE RANG IN A NEW FUCKING DECADE. MY LIFE IS COMPLETE

Clearly nothing could top that. We left in about a half hour to go back to Party #1. Drinking Lionshead and dancing to Elvis Costello, et al. ensued. I woke up in a leather computer chair. My friend went back home to the suburbs. But I had other plans! Mad River for the Penn State bowl game. Open bar! I'm still drunk and wearing a suit that I slept in. This is how my decade began.

The game was a blast. Kept the good times rolling. And hey, it's Friday night and I have off tomorrow. Let's go to Media and get dinner and drinks with a friend. Still wearing the suit. Let's go to another bar when we're done dinner and drinks at this place. Let's do shots with strangers! This is great! Let's run into another friend at Bar #2. Friend #1 should go home with that chick. Friend #2 can make sure I get to where I need to go. See ya, Friend #1. Godspeed. Have fun with those breasts. Hey, where's my debit card? Hey, where's Friend #2? Hey, my cell phone's dead. Hey, I'm in fucking Media fucking Pennsylvania, drunk, penniless, cold, and it's 2:00 and I can't stay in this bar anymore.

Out of desperation I flagged down a motorist on State Street and used his cell phone to call my house. My mother answered the phone and made the 45-minute drive to Media to pick me up. She deserves more than I can give her. But today, it is 2010 and I am alive. Life is beautiful.

It's only January 2nd and already my Phillies daily calendar has an incorrect fact. It seems to be MLB's signature with these things.

Barry, that's pretty damn amazing. You must have been hungover for like 15 minutes before you started drinking again.

HAD SALAMI FTW

Harpua wrote:Barry, that's pretty damn amazing. You must have been hungover for like 15 minutes before you started drinking again.

have you been listening to my conversations? after my first drink at Mad River I said almost the exact same thing.

I think as a general rule, the fatter you are, the more important it is for those around you that you don't go more than two days without bathing.

I'm a bit overweight but probably not "fat" as we generally define the term in 2010, and I've gone as much as four fairly routinely over the last four years as I've been without a "go there every day" job. It gets pretty gross. I guess a plus of starting a 9 to 5 type job in a few weeks is that it's likely I'll never go more than the full weekend without a shower.

The thought of going a day without a shower skeeves me beyond belief.

I can feel my own filth by noon when I go one morning without a shower. It's really uncomfortable and I can't imagine going longer than a day except in extenuating circumstances. It feels awful.

two consecutive days without a shower? Routine now in winter months; unthinkable in my youth.

Barry Jive wrote:I can feel my own filth by noon when I go one morning without a shower. It's really uncomfortable and I can't imagine going longer than a day except in extenuating circumstances. It feels awful.

I find that if I get past 3 pm, it's no big deal anymore.

Barry Jive wrote:

Harpua wrote:Barry, that's pretty damn amazing. You must have been hungover for like 15 minutes before you started drinking again.

have you been listening to my conversations? after my first drink at Mad River I said almost the exact same thing.

Haha, no. Besides, it'd be hard to hear all backed into a corner, straining to see the one TV with the Flyers on.

Just took my first shower this decade

how do i stop smelling like booze when showers don't work

Barry Jive wrote:I can feel my own filth by noon when I go one morning without a shower. It's really uncomfortable and I can't imagine going longer than a day except in extenuating circumstances. It feels awful.

I usually don't get to shower until BabyVox is napping (early afternoon), because it is annoying as heck and three times as time-consuming to shower while he is awake.

Longest I went without showering was when I had VoxJr. I showered for work Thursday morning. Went to the OB's Thursday afternoon. Was told to go home, pack, wait for Vox to get home, and go to labor and delivery for "tests" -- my BP was through the roof. Was admitted to the hospital Thursday night. Spent all morning trying to get ahold of work to let them know I was in the hospital, while Vox was home trying to do the same with his work. Missed opp to shower Friday morning. Water broke Friday night, had VoxJr Saturday morning. Was allowed to shower Monday morning before going home.

So, four and a half days.

Good conversation here. I was starting to get sick of the Ipod and MP3 talk.

i cant sleep at night without showering. have to shower before bed. have to.