Saturday, February 03, 2007

Everything is Bigger in Texas

The hometown team is in the Super Bowl, so other than being in the actual game, where's the next best place to be? Obviously it's Chicago Dallas. Some highlights and observations from Super Bowl weekend:

- If you don't know, the Super Bowl hangout, now in it's fifth year, is the longest running tradition among friends. Some unintended mini-traditions have come out of the big one, and just like Matt Hardy, they just won't die:

  • Super Bowl drinking game - with Texas playing host to our festivities, this year's shot of choice for every touchdown scored was tequila. Little did we know that the saying, "Everything is bigger in Texas" also meant super huge shots...and the drinking game ended as abruptly as Da Bears scores.

  • Someone falling - Karma strikes once again as Carl body-checks and tackles Eric against a wall in our hotel room and both fall interlocked in a pretty uncomfortable position. Also unlike last year, I'm not the one leaving the trip with a broken camera.



  • I get sick - For the second straight year, I've come into our annual get together pretty sick. I don't have a reason why I was sick last year, but this year I can definitely attribute my dizziness to Eric's driving and my nausea to Eric's bad gas. Both of them really stink.


    Other highlights:
    - I think I had more fun at the hotel going up and down the glass elevator in the hotel than sight seeing in Dallas. For some reason, all that walking in Dallas gave me the shits.



    - Speaking of the shits, there's nothing more sacred than the personal time spent taking a nice healthy poop...unless you're with Jackass-lite



    - Dallas-Fort Worth Airport is neither in Dallas nor in Fort Worth. Talk amongst yourselves.

    - Can you guess the single one, the married one and the soon-to-be-married one?


    - Centuries from now, kids in Dallas will learn about me at school. After searching the city for coffee only to find that the best coffee Dallas has to offer is at some a bar, I left my mark on Dallas history by peeing out the beer I drank on a downtown building in the middle of daylight. Seriously, who goes to a bar to drink coffee?

    - I knew it was a long shot, but in visiting the site where JFK was killed, I also scavenged the street for any long lost forgotten pieces of his brain. My goal was to start up a new website where people could post their own theories using the free brain fragement they receive (with purchase of said website subscription, of course) as evidence to prove their theory. Was he really shot from the grassy knoll? Use your brain to prove it!

  • 1 comment:

    Anonymous said...

    Another Super Bowl Party chalked up to history!!

    As you mentioned a new tradition has started now where someone leaves with a broke camera....guess its my turn next year...im buying a disposable!!

    So technically I fell down...although that is out of order since it was carl's turn....soooo has Fall's death grip skipped Carl and is back on track now? How much did Carl pay to avoid this deathtrap? So Erwin you are up again!!!

    CANT WAIT FOR SUPER BOWL 6!!

    HERE WE COME ARIZONA!!