Colorado...Gorgeous

Well friends another day has passed in your lives and mine. I suppose that mine was more fun though simply because i have nothing to worry about for the next four months except where to lay my head at night and how much i want to drink on said night. Well last night, after arriving in the sunshine state only 24 hours before i found myself before a girl dressed like a cheetah. When i say dressed like a cheetah what i really mean is that the girl was nude except for her G string and had a lot of paint on her body. See, i arrived via Delta airlines and had no way to get to a warm room or any place to stay so Professor Plum set up a plan with his roomie Jen - all i had to do was find her place of business. Well they both told me to take a cab and spend $50 to get from the airport to downtown Denver. I, on the other hand, chose to take the public transportation which cost me a mere $8, well actually $9 because i had to trade a $10 bill for $9 so i could pay the fare. Very confusing. So, i got it sorted out and made it to Jen's place of business and eventually to the warm apartment. In route i met a man who told me i should go tree bashing at Copper Mtn and a girl who tried to translate everything i said into Spanish. She worked for the school system as a translater. Tree bashing is going off of the designated runs on a mountain and going through the powder and sometimes through the trees themselves. He told me to wear a helmet even though he didn't.

Prior to finding this cheetah we were watching some March Madness (great games last night) and enjoying $1 drinks. I think that Denver is the home of drink specials for some reason. Watching all of this bball got Skittles and I fired up and we decided to take advantage of the free basketball hoop at the Sports Column. I WOOPED his ass even though he has about 18 years experience on me and about an infinite more playing minutes in organized sports. Bar games are fun. After that our friends (ie Jen and counterpart) left so we decided to go to a strip club. The cab driver knew of a place and had passes to get in - Golden. We walk in and there is a strip off under way. We sit behind the stage and one of the girls rolls herself over right onto Professor Plum's lap. Simply amazing. She sits there for the duration and scorns me when i cheer for cheetah girl because she is friends with the other finalist. I concede and cheer for the other girl who was not impressive at all. If she dressed up as an African animal she would have been a rhino. We hang out for an hour and finally end up back on Corona Court with a warm bed (or futon) and have a lovely night. The end.

Welcome to the Dirty South

Upon waking up this morning to Courtney's phone call after going to bed at 4am i was a bit put off when i came upon a puke stained toilet. Hmm, must have had a good night. The culprit then rolls off the couch to reveal his puke stained pants. Yes, you are correct, it was Skittles (aka Matthew D). He is currently in training so i wasn't really that mad though. That and the fact that i know he always tries his hardest when drinking. We had a little get together last night because Josh, Matt, and Jack were all in town for business or something else. It was also a bit of a send off for me on my overseas voyage. We started out all somehow fitting in my rented red Sunfire at the airport. See, Jack was supposed to get them, but, yet again, he wasn't able to fulfill Matt's huge expectations. Stuck in traffic in Chattanooga as anyone who has ever driven through that city has been. So we are three big guys in this tiny car - very funny. We got out to Hand in Hand and started the drink fest. Josh had previously stated that he would ingest no less than one gallon of gin and he gave it his best effort. Anyway we ended up back at home and watched a little Harold and Kumer. What a superb way to send me off and cap off a great night. They all felt like shit today.