This weekend was very much a carbon copy of last weekend. I had the relaxing Friday followed up by the Saturday that more than made up for me staying in the night before. On Friday I was going to go out but after lounging around and getting comfy on the couch I decided that I was going to stay in and get some sleep.

Saturday I got together with a boat load of my friends and we played that wonderful childhood game, kickball. J was at Angie Sampson’s bridal shower in Madison so I was flying solo. Kickball was a good time except that instead of playing normal three outs rules we played the “everyone wins” rules. With these rules everyone in the line-up gets to kick once an inning and the first out after the last batter ends the inning. I hate these new fangled “Johnny needs as much time on field as Timmy” rules but the gym teacher we had on hand insisted playing by these rules. These bunk rules didn’t prevent any of us from having a good time. I was pitcher and my wicked spinner and medium bouncer were unkickable. Surprisingly nobody injured anything. I did injure a couple feelings with my unbelievable pitching. I did also hit one of the girls square in the face with a rocket that I threw trying to throw someone out. She really wasn’t playing attention and after the guy swerved out of the way the only thing that was there to stop it was her face, sorry Lauren! After kickball we headed over to the volleyball court where my team got their asses handed to them by the ringer team. They were in league and I was drunk so it wasn’t even close to fair. I headed home about 6:30 to catch COPS for the second consecutive week. I washed up and caught a quick nap. The only thing I shouldn’t have done during this time was woke up but my lunatic friends kept calling me and finally drug me out for an unnecessary night on the town. After a couple games of pres-ass at Lauren’s we went to Flannery’s and then to the Lodge. We did the normal bar stuff, the stand and drink, nothing out of the ordinary happened. Sunday was vicious on the legs and groin. All those muscles that have atrophied throughout the years got used to the extreme and the only way they could fight back was hurt. I still can’t walk normally but hopefully by next week’s post I’ll be back in my normal atrophied state.