Happy Pancake Day!
Invited the crew (Jaime, Mike & Brad) over to my place for chocolate chip pancakes and bacon for supper. Went over pretty well, considering it was my first real solo attempt at the pancake dinner scene. Glad I picked up a coffee table on Sunday so we could all watch Super Troopers while we ate!
It was cool to finally have them pay a visit to casa-del-reid, as I've been to their places quite a bit already. They've also treated me to a few meals as well, so I jumped at the chance to hit them back. Plus, apparently pancakes on shrove Tuesday isn't as big of a tradition up here on the mainland as it is back home.... so it was cool because I felt like I was bringing a little piece of the rock to Hamilton. And get this... they had never even heard of putting money in the pancakes. Can you believe that? Their childhoods must have sucked.
And kudos to Splash (and Veena) for finally updating his blog. I encourage you all to follow their lead and make an update to your blog right now as well.
Also of note is the new VW commercial for the GTI. The guy says "Oh Snap". I just about fell off my chair. Awesome. I knew I bought my car from the right people :) . As a side note, I've been saying "oh Snap!" in the office as much as possible since I started work. I think it's starting to catch on, as some co-workers have begun using it.
And finally, the question is..... what are YOU going to give up for Lent?
I think I'm going to aim for something simple.... like giving up blue M&M's or boloney sandwiches.
Peace.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Gushue's Gold & New PJ. Fuckin A
Brad Gushue, Mark Nichols, Russ Howard, Jamie Korab & Mike Adam of the St. John's Curling Club have won the gold medal for mens curling at the 2006 Olympics! I have never been so proud of an olymipic meal for my country as I am right now. Fuckin A. Newfie curlers are the best on earth - how messed is that? Also, this is the first ever gold medal for a Canadian Men's team. Absolutely awesome. Well done guys, you've made your country and your province incredibly proud. As today is the closing ceremonies, I should also give a shout out to all of our olympic athletes - well done! 24 medals in total, finishing 3rd overall. GO CANADA.
Also, huge news for PJ fans like myself. An auido clip of Pearl Jam's new single "Worldwide Suicide" has been posted on The Sky I Scrape. Sounds fucking awesome. Word on the street is that the still un-named album due to hit shelves May 2nd will be one of Pearl Jam's heavier releases to date. However, the HUGE NEWS is that this SINGLE will be available for download on MARCH 8 2006!!!! That's like 10 days away!!!! Pleasure overload man.
I strongly recommend that any pj fans out there should sign up/renew their membership on tenclub.net if you have any intention of catching them when they tour this album next summer.
10 days. Can't hardly wait. Oh god. I've been playing the clip over and over. This is gonna be great!
Also, huge news for PJ fans like myself. An auido clip of Pearl Jam's new single "Worldwide Suicide" has been posted on The Sky I Scrape. Sounds fucking awesome. Word on the street is that the still un-named album due to hit shelves May 2nd will be one of Pearl Jam's heavier releases to date. However, the HUGE NEWS is that this SINGLE will be available for download on MARCH 8 2006!!!! That's like 10 days away!!!! Pleasure overload man.
I strongly recommend that any pj fans out there should sign up/renew their membership on tenclub.net if you have any intention of catching them when they tour this album next summer.
10 days. Can't hardly wait. Oh god. I've been playing the clip over and over. This is gonna be great!
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Now with 100% less ethernet cable
I bought a wireless router! It was on sale at futureshop.ca for 10 bones. How could I loose? I figure even if I don't like it or it doesn't work, who cares? For 10 bucks, I should have bought 8 and given them out for Christmas gifts.
So I'm writing this post from my couch. And now I can finally check the weather and my email from the comfort of my bed. What a time to be alive.
In other news, the stupid men's hockey team got owned this afternoon by Russia and are now out of medal contention. Fools. I bet that pegged them down a notch. Kudos to the women on the gold tho.
And Brad Gushue and his St. John's rink will be competing for the gold medal on Friday. If newfie curlers take top spot, It'll definitely be the greatest thing of all time. Go Newfs!
So I'm writing this post from my couch. And now I can finally check the weather and my email from the comfort of my bed. What a time to be alive.
In other news, the stupid men's hockey team got owned this afternoon by Russia and are now out of medal contention. Fools. I bet that pegged them down a notch. Kudos to the women on the gold tho.
And Brad Gushue and his St. John's rink will be competing for the gold medal on Friday. If newfie curlers take top spot, It'll definitely be the greatest thing of all time. Go Newfs!
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Niagara Falls, New York and stolen gloves
Yo. Bit of an interesting day. Noteworthy, that's for sure.
So my uncle calls me Friday afternoon while I'm out at a pub with my boss and coworkers having a few sociables. He encountered some confusion due to my caller ring tune - "Gold digger" by Kanye West (call me and you'll understand). After jokingly berating me for having an unprofessional ring tune, he informed me that he'd be in Toronto for the weekend. He then suggested we grab breakfast in the morning. I gladly accepted.
At 10am the phone rings. Feeling like a bag of dirt (damn you Brad and your 22oz Gin & Tonics), I answer. It's my crazy uncle... and he's on the way. So I get my shit together and meet him in the lobby. We start to drive, and he says "So... where do you feel like going?" We both came to the conclusion that since we had a clean slate for the day, would could pretty much go anywhere. Then, after naming off a bunch of places in and around the city, he suggests Niagara. As soon as I said I'd never been, that was it. We were off to the Falls.
Along the way we decided to take a spin up north to Niagara-on-the-lake for breakfast. Pretty cool little spot in the middle of wine country. Had a sample of some sparkling white after the meal, and then hit the parkway along the river south towards the falls. When we got there, we realized it was -10 and pretty windy, and we definitely weren't equipped for the weather. We drove around for a half hour until we found a Winners, and then we bought touques (and my uncle bought some boots - all he had were his dress shoes). We were good to go.
So we head on down to the river. Once we got there, I realized that I really should have gotten some gloves as well! But I shrugged it off.... I'd just use my pockets. Before heading right down to the falls, we both get short taken and make a run to the W.C. (twirlet). Long story short, my uncle notices some unsuspecting fool has left his leather gloves next to the sink. He lets what he feels is an acceptable statute of limitations expire on reclaiming the gloves, and promptly pockets them. As we're walking down to the falls, he turns to me and says "Here. Wear these." So I'm like "WTF? Where did you get these?". And he's like "I stole em!" Anyway.. I laughed my ass off and took the gloves. They're pretty nice actually.
After that little escapade, we figured we'd come all this way, we might as well say we went all the way into upstate New York. A few minutes later we were crossed the bridge and cruising around on American soil. The first 5 minutes were filled with remarks like "well.... they look like us.... ". So then we got to thinking. We're in the US. What should we do? The answer was obvious: Go to a gun shop.
Or at least, we thought the answer was obvious. We drove around the roughest parts of town for over an hour, and wouldn't you know, we didn't find a single gun shop! WTF? And they call themselves American! I thought about maybe going to a bank and asking if I get a free gun if I open an account (like in Bowling for Columbine)... but my uncle put the kibosh on that one.
Eventually we gave in to the futility of our task and headed back across the boarder, somewhat disappointed, but generally glad we had ventured over all the same.
I got back in my door around 4:30 from a pretty stellar day. There's nothing like a random road trip on a hangover Saturday with a crazy uncle to make you laugh.
PS. To any Americans who may read this... I don't think you're all gun-toting lunatics. Just 51% of you.
So my uncle calls me Friday afternoon while I'm out at a pub with my boss and coworkers having a few sociables. He encountered some confusion due to my caller ring tune - "Gold digger" by Kanye West (call me and you'll understand). After jokingly berating me for having an unprofessional ring tune, he informed me that he'd be in Toronto for the weekend. He then suggested we grab breakfast in the morning. I gladly accepted.
At 10am the phone rings. Feeling like a bag of dirt (damn you Brad and your 22oz Gin & Tonics), I answer. It's my crazy uncle... and he's on the way. So I get my shit together and meet him in the lobby. We start to drive, and he says "So... where do you feel like going?" We both came to the conclusion that since we had a clean slate for the day, would could pretty much go anywhere. Then, after naming off a bunch of places in and around the city, he suggests Niagara. As soon as I said I'd never been, that was it. We were off to the Falls.
Along the way we decided to take a spin up north to Niagara-on-the-lake for breakfast. Pretty cool little spot in the middle of wine country. Had a sample of some sparkling white after the meal, and then hit the parkway along the river south towards the falls. When we got there, we realized it was -10 and pretty windy, and we definitely weren't equipped for the weather. We drove around for a half hour until we found a Winners, and then we bought touques (and my uncle bought some boots - all he had were his dress shoes). We were good to go.
So we head on down to the river. Once we got there, I realized that I really should have gotten some gloves as well! But I shrugged it off.... I'd just use my pockets. Before heading right down to the falls, we both get short taken and make a run to the W.C. (twirlet). Long story short, my uncle notices some unsuspecting fool has left his leather gloves next to the sink. He lets what he feels is an acceptable statute of limitations expire on reclaiming the gloves, and promptly pockets them. As we're walking down to the falls, he turns to me and says "Here. Wear these." So I'm like "WTF? Where did you get these?". And he's like "I stole em!" Anyway.. I laughed my ass off and took the gloves. They're pretty nice actually.
After that little escapade, we figured we'd come all this way, we might as well say we went all the way into upstate New York. A few minutes later we were crossed the bridge and cruising around on American soil. The first 5 minutes were filled with remarks like "well.... they look like us.... ". So then we got to thinking. We're in the US. What should we do? The answer was obvious: Go to a gun shop.
Or at least, we thought the answer was obvious. We drove around the roughest parts of town for over an hour, and wouldn't you know, we didn't find a single gun shop! WTF? And they call themselves American! I thought about maybe going to a bank and asking if I get a free gun if I open an account (like in Bowling for Columbine)... but my uncle put the kibosh on that one.
Eventually we gave in to the futility of our task and headed back across the boarder, somewhat disappointed, but generally glad we had ventured over all the same.
I got back in my door around 4:30 from a pretty stellar day. There's nothing like a random road trip on a hangover Saturday with a crazy uncle to make you laugh.
PS. To any Americans who may read this... I don't think you're all gun-toting lunatics. Just 51% of you.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
State your purpose
Have you guys ever tried to spider your way though the internet by jumping along blog links? You never know where you're going to end up. I got bored while waiting for Lost come on tonight, and one way or another, I ended up on some dude's blog from out in Alberta. It was all about his left wing girlfriend or something weird and random like that.
However, the guy had a link to Blogs Canada on there, so naturally, I got curious. Turns out there's a pretty massive database of canadian blogs... all broken down by category and what not. There's a ton on information on there, that's fors sure.
But that got me thinking. If I had to catergorize this place, what would I clasify it as? Bolonium? Seriously. This blog really only serves as a means for me to record my life and vent my thoughts to the general public. More than anything, I guess I really use this site as a means to keep my friends in the know.
But yeah... it just got me thinking about how there are all these.... "real" blogs out there (for lack of a better word) that provide actual useful information and insights to the world. This site is not one of them.
....and speaking of Olympic Curling, I can't believe BOTH of Gushue's rocks in the 11th end last night picked (caught a piece of dirt on the ice and changed course). I was on the floor in disbelief. But.... he could have won it in the 10th and he fucked that up.... so maybe he deserved that kick in the pants. Either way, win the rest of em buddy!
However, the guy had a link to Blogs Canada on there, so naturally, I got curious. Turns out there's a pretty massive database of canadian blogs... all broken down by category and what not. There's a ton on information on there, that's fors sure.
But that got me thinking. If I had to catergorize this place, what would I clasify it as? Bolonium? Seriously. This blog really only serves as a means for me to record my life and vent my thoughts to the general public. More than anything, I guess I really use this site as a means to keep my friends in the know.
But yeah... it just got me thinking about how there are all these.... "real" blogs out there (for lack of a better word) that provide actual useful information and insights to the world. This site is not one of them.
....and speaking of Olympic Curling, I can't believe BOTH of Gushue's rocks in the 11th end last night picked (caught a piece of dirt on the ice and changed course). I was on the floor in disbelief. But.... he could have won it in the 10th and he fucked that up.... so maybe he deserved that kick in the pants. Either way, win the rest of em buddy!
Monday, February 13, 2006
Brave New World
So I'm a pretty big n00b when it comes to torrents. I didn't really even know what they were up until a few months ago. Anyway, long story short, this evening I managed to successfully download, mount, install and play my first fully pirated game: Rogue Spear. What a time to be alive. This is just the beginning.
I didn't leave work until after 7:30pm this evening. That puts me a few minutes shy of working a full 12 hour day. It's not fun, let me tell you. But I had a lot to do, and I got a lot of it done, so them's the breaks. I was also feeling half guilty about pulling a double-tardy week last week (that's right... I was late Monday and again Friday when I slept in for an hour. Both incidents were booze related). So that played a part in staying late today. Plus, my boss is a habitual night owl, so it's not as though I'm in the office on my own. It's good too, cause If I need to ask him something, he's usually more than willing to help me out (unlike during regular hours when he's off his head with work).
Anyway... I'm heading to bed. Hope you all have a love-tastic valentine's day tomorrow.
Reid
"Hail, hail the lucky ones, I refer to those in love." - E.V.
I didn't leave work until after 7:30pm this evening. That puts me a few minutes shy of working a full 12 hour day. It's not fun, let me tell you. But I had a lot to do, and I got a lot of it done, so them's the breaks. I was also feeling half guilty about pulling a double-tardy week last week (that's right... I was late Monday and again Friday when I slept in for an hour. Both incidents were booze related). So that played a part in staying late today. Plus, my boss is a habitual night owl, so it's not as though I'm in the office on my own. It's good too, cause If I need to ask him something, he's usually more than willing to help me out (unlike during regular hours when he's off his head with work).
Anyway... I'm heading to bed. Hope you all have a love-tastic valentine's day tomorrow.
Reid
"Hail, hail the lucky ones, I refer to those in love." - E.V.
Friday, February 10, 2006
My reputation proceeds me
So I know what you're all asking:
Well I'll tell you. The internet is a funny thing...
So I'm at work on Monday morning, still feeling like shit after a crazy weekend of booze. I'm walking through the maintenance shop, and all the mill guys are there getting ready to head out into the plant to work. Keep in mind, at this point I'm still really sketchy with everyone's name - but on the other side of the coin, everyone already knows who I am (cause I'm the new guy).
So one of the guys stops me and says: "Hey Reid! Have a good weekend in Ottawa there?". Dumbfounded, I kind of stumbled a little, and said "What?". I mean, besides my boss and a few co-workers in my office, nobody even knew I had taken a trip.... or so I thought.
So the guy says "Yeah.... my wife was searching for the company newsletter on the net, and she came across your BLOG. We knew it was you cause it's got your picture on there and everything. So we read all about your little trip to Ottawa. How was the Rocket Fuel?"
Oh snap. So I'm thinking "what the hell?? How could you possibly come across me?".... but hey... I mean... I don't write in this thing to be private. So I kind of shrug it off. I go back to the office and google my name and my company's name. Sure enough, my blogger profile was the first hit.
The next morning, I'm walking into work and my boss calls me into his office. He says "have a seat" so I can tell something is up. So he looks at me, and with a big grin, he says: "I've got a question for you. What's a BLOG?".
Oh snap. Turns out the wife of the maintence shop guy was talking to my boss in the supermarket about it!!!!! WTF??? What I neglected to fully realize is that my plant is in a small town. The kind of small town where everyone knows everyone and there's no such thing as a secret. Anyway, long story short, it's gotten around the company that the new engineer's got a blog posted on the internet for all to read.
At first, as I said, I didn't really care. But once I found out how fast word had spread I decided to put the kibosh on the old blog address - at least for a while. The truth is, I'll probably be talking about work related stuff on here, and the last thing I want is everyone in the plant inside my head.
So I apologize to everyone out there who now has to go change their link, but I've decided to go in cognito for a little while. Fucked up hey? Makes you re-think your privacy, that's for sure.
Reid
Why the hell did you change your blog address Reid?
Well I'll tell you. The internet is a funny thing...
So I'm at work on Monday morning, still feeling like shit after a crazy weekend of booze. I'm walking through the maintenance shop, and all the mill guys are there getting ready to head out into the plant to work. Keep in mind, at this point I'm still really sketchy with everyone's name - but on the other side of the coin, everyone already knows who I am (cause I'm the new guy).
So one of the guys stops me and says: "Hey Reid! Have a good weekend in Ottawa there?". Dumbfounded, I kind of stumbled a little, and said "What?". I mean, besides my boss and a few co-workers in my office, nobody even knew I had taken a trip.... or so I thought.
So the guy says "Yeah.... my wife was searching for the company newsletter on the net, and she came across your BLOG. We knew it was you cause it's got your picture on there and everything. So we read all about your little trip to Ottawa. How was the Rocket Fuel?"
Oh snap. So I'm thinking "what the hell?? How could you possibly come across me?".... but hey... I mean... I don't write in this thing to be private. So I kind of shrug it off. I go back to the office and google my name and my company's name. Sure enough, my blogger profile was the first hit.
The next morning, I'm walking into work and my boss calls me into his office. He says "have a seat" so I can tell something is up. So he looks at me, and with a big grin, he says: "I've got a question for you. What's a BLOG?".
Oh snap. Turns out the wife of the maintence shop guy was talking to my boss in the supermarket about it!!!!! WTF??? What I neglected to fully realize is that my plant is in a small town. The kind of small town where everyone knows everyone and there's no such thing as a secret. Anyway, long story short, it's gotten around the company that the new engineer's got a blog posted on the internet for all to read.
At first, as I said, I didn't really care. But once I found out how fast word had spread I decided to put the kibosh on the old blog address - at least for a while. The truth is, I'll probably be talking about work related stuff on here, and the last thing I want is everyone in the plant inside my head.
So I apologize to everyone out there who now has to go change their link, but I've decided to go in cognito for a little while. Fucked up hey? Makes you re-think your privacy, that's for sure.
Reid
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Ahead by a quarter century
So I'm 25 years old today! Wild stuff.
Had pretty great day too, all things considered. My boss and coworkers went out of their way to spring a suprise cake on me during a lunchtime safety meeting. That was very cool of them, and I definitely appreciated the gesture.
Gonna go to Jaime's for dinner tonight, and then myself, Jaime, Mike and Brad are going for dinner Thursday night. Should be great.
Let's hear it for being 25!
Had pretty great day too, all things considered. My boss and coworkers went out of their way to spring a suprise cake on me during a lunchtime safety meeting. That was very cool of them, and I definitely appreciated the gesture.
Gonna go to Jaime's for dinner tonight, and then myself, Jaime, Mike and Brad are going for dinner Thursday night. Should be great.
Let's hear it for being 25!
Monday, February 06, 2006
The Ottawa Weekend
Hey,
So yeah... kickass weekend as expected.
Arrived Friday night around 11:30pm as we had hoped. We actually made really good time considering we didn't get out of Toronto until roughly 7:30. We hit the beers at Jen and Steve's and ended up drinking until 5ish. Nice. It was cool to be able to have a few and catch up with some old friends. After the hosts fixed us a kickass breakfast we lazed around most of Saturday in an effort to recover/prepare for the debauchery ahead.
We headed on out to Pete & Lisa's in Vanier around 8:30pm for the rocket fuel. Turns out there would be 16 of us in on it.... so there were 3 batches worth of booze ready to go (see recipe in the post below). It was a stellar night... a lot of my old classmates were there.... it was awesome to be able to drink with them again. It brought me back to the University days of Byron Street. So natually, I ended up getting completely tossed (I last remember pouring glass #6... the next thing I know I waking up on the floor). A great night. Jenna (Jeanie) has already posted some pics on her space. I imagine Ginny might have hers up eventually as well. This photo says it all
We got up around 11am and hit Brother's for some stellar breakfast. Despite the massive booze intake, I was actually feeling pretty good.... which is good considering the long drive home I had ahead of me. By the time we got to Toronto, I decided to put the kibosh on PWalls superbowl party (sorry buddy). I was getting pretty tired and I didn't want to have to drive home after the game. Gammon didn't have a lift to Waterloo, and also our buddy Jeremy was up in the city for an interview, so I decided to head down that way to grab a bite and catch the game with the boys. Gammon offered up his air matress, and thinking that Waterloo wasn't all that far from work, I accepted.
Trouble was, when we got back to Scott's after the game, I started to look up directions for the morning, and I quickly realized that this wasn't exactly going to be a quick hop to work. I got up extra early this morning in order to make it in on time... and I still managed to be late! Traffic and the weather was extremely shitty, so it took me nearly 2 hours to get to the plant - including a dirt road detour through an Indian Reserve! Shitty. But... that's the price you pay sometimes for a kickass weekend.
Anyway, all's well that ends well..... and it was a great weekend. We'll definitely have to do that again soon... tho next time I think we'll aim for a 3 day weekend to make it really count.
Oh yeah... 3 boxes and my acoustic guitar arrived today from home! It's just like Christmas all over again.... except I already own all the presents. Nonetheless, it's good to finally have all my stuff up with me.... especially my guitar - I definitley misssed it. I also got some early birthday gifts thrown in there. Thanks family!
Anyway... I'm facking beat. Goodnight.
So yeah... kickass weekend as expected.
Arrived Friday night around 11:30pm as we had hoped. We actually made really good time considering we didn't get out of Toronto until roughly 7:30. We hit the beers at Jen and Steve's and ended up drinking until 5ish. Nice. It was cool to be able to have a few and catch up with some old friends. After the hosts fixed us a kickass breakfast we lazed around most of Saturday in an effort to recover/prepare for the debauchery ahead.
We headed on out to Pete & Lisa's in Vanier around 8:30pm for the rocket fuel. Turns out there would be 16 of us in on it.... so there were 3 batches worth of booze ready to go (see recipe in the post below). It was a stellar night... a lot of my old classmates were there.... it was awesome to be able to drink with them again. It brought me back to the University days of Byron Street. So natually, I ended up getting completely tossed (I last remember pouring glass #6... the next thing I know I waking up on the floor). A great night. Jenna (Jeanie) has already posted some pics on her space. I imagine Ginny might have hers up eventually as well. This photo says it all
We got up around 11am and hit Brother's for some stellar breakfast. Despite the massive booze intake, I was actually feeling pretty good.... which is good considering the long drive home I had ahead of me. By the time we got to Toronto, I decided to put the kibosh on PWalls superbowl party (sorry buddy). I was getting pretty tired and I didn't want to have to drive home after the game. Gammon didn't have a lift to Waterloo, and also our buddy Jeremy was up in the city for an interview, so I decided to head down that way to grab a bite and catch the game with the boys. Gammon offered up his air matress, and thinking that Waterloo wasn't all that far from work, I accepted.
Trouble was, when we got back to Scott's after the game, I started to look up directions for the morning, and I quickly realized that this wasn't exactly going to be a quick hop to work. I got up extra early this morning in order to make it in on time... and I still managed to be late! Traffic and the weather was extremely shitty, so it took me nearly 2 hours to get to the plant - including a dirt road detour through an Indian Reserve! Shitty. But... that's the price you pay sometimes for a kickass weekend.
Anyway, all's well that ends well..... and it was a great weekend. We'll definitely have to do that again soon... tho next time I think we'll aim for a 3 day weekend to make it really count.
Oh yeah... 3 boxes and my acoustic guitar arrived today from home! It's just like Christmas all over again.... except I already own all the presents. Nonetheless, it's good to finally have all my stuff up with me.... especially my guitar - I definitley misssed it. I also got some early birthday gifts thrown in there. Thanks family!
Anyway... I'm facking beat. Goodnight.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Road Trippin'
YO!
So myself, my buddy Gammon in Waterloo, and my friends Gloria and Al in the T-dot are all piling into the TDI tomorrow afternoon and heading on up to Ottawa for a par-tay weekend blowout. We're staying with our friends (my fellow eurotrip companions) Jen and Steve. Can't hardly wait.
Gonna be my first road trip with my new car! Awesome. It's a bit of a pain that we can't really get on the road until later (after work), cause this means we won't arrive in Ottawa until at least 11ish... but whatever. The plan is to hit the booze as hard as possible as soon as we get our asses in the door.
On Saturday the plan is to hit the Rocket Fuel. For anyone who may not be familiar with this fantastic drink.... it comes highly recommended from me to get you fuct up. Here's the receipe:
Rocket Fuel
- 1 Dozen Beer
- 26oz Vodka
- 26oz Malibu Rum
- 2 cans of frozen pink lemonade
- 1/2 bag of ice
Mix contents well in large tub & serve.
1 Batch makes aprrox eighteen 12oz. servings (enough for 4 people to get completely wasted, or 6 people to get a very solid buzz on). The craziest part of it all is that despite the fact that this drink is essentially hard liquor with beer for mix, you can not taste any alcohol. I shit you not. It has to be tasted to be believed. Try it for yourself. You'll be the hero of your group.
Steve & Jen have a good friend of theirs moving into the area, so the rocket fuel party is serving as his "welcome home" party. Also, my birthday is only 6 days away, so I'm proclaiming the rocket fuel party as being half in my honor too.
Then we're getting up Sunday and hitting the road lunch time in order to be at PWall's superbowl party around 6ish. Gonna be some weekend!
Anyway, it should be good times indeed. I'll post again next week to let you know how it all went down.
Peace.
So myself, my buddy Gammon in Waterloo, and my friends Gloria and Al in the T-dot are all piling into the TDI tomorrow afternoon and heading on up to Ottawa for a par-tay weekend blowout. We're staying with our friends (my fellow eurotrip companions) Jen and Steve. Can't hardly wait.
Gonna be my first road trip with my new car! Awesome. It's a bit of a pain that we can't really get on the road until later (after work), cause this means we won't arrive in Ottawa until at least 11ish... but whatever. The plan is to hit the booze as hard as possible as soon as we get our asses in the door.
On Saturday the plan is to hit the Rocket Fuel. For anyone who may not be familiar with this fantastic drink.... it comes highly recommended from me to get you fuct up. Here's the receipe:
Rocket Fuel
- 1 Dozen Beer
- 26oz Vodka
- 26oz Malibu Rum
- 2 cans of frozen pink lemonade
- 1/2 bag of ice
Mix contents well in large tub & serve.
1 Batch makes aprrox eighteen 12oz. servings (enough for 4 people to get completely wasted, or 6 people to get a very solid buzz on). The craziest part of it all is that despite the fact that this drink is essentially hard liquor with beer for mix, you can not taste any alcohol. I shit you not. It has to be tasted to be believed. Try it for yourself. You'll be the hero of your group.
Steve & Jen have a good friend of theirs moving into the area, so the rocket fuel party is serving as his "welcome home" party. Also, my birthday is only 6 days away, so I'm proclaiming the rocket fuel party as being half in my honor too.
Then we're getting up Sunday and hitting the road lunch time in order to be at PWall's superbowl party around 6ish. Gonna be some weekend!
Anyway, it should be good times indeed. I'll post again next week to let you know how it all went down.
Peace.
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