e-vites, endings, and every stinkin year

a while ago was the two hour special 24 event. kind of a build up to the season. a story that happens between seasons 6 and 7. i made a facebook event about it and invited some people. it wasn't really a party, just watching tv. i invited all the guys in my house (they are always invited to watch tv with me) and a few other people that had watched 24 with us in the past. nothing serious just a "hey wanna watch 24?" kinda thing. well on facebook the event had 5 confirmed guests. me, three of my roommates, and some guy named "Lucho Espitia Useche"
he is not my friend,
in real life or facebook.
he is from columbia.
he isn't even friends with any of my friends.
from what i could tell all his friends are from columbia too.
number of friends i have in columbia: 0*
i was kind of hoping he would show up for the party but he didn't. it would have made a better story i think if he did. maybe next time i have a 24 party i will invite him. see what happens.

i drove home from my parents house on thanksgiving night, i had to work the next morning. it was that night that i realized that going to bed is one of the best things to do when you finish driving. its so nice. park the car. grab your stuff. lay down and go to bed. it ties with playing ultimate frisbee for my favorite thing to do at the end of a drive. twice this summer i came back to the cities (once from north dakota, once from south daktoa) and within 30 seconds of parking my car was playing ultimate.
not quite sure what this means. does that mean sleeping and ultimate are really similar? cause that doesn't make sense... or does it?

... nah, it doesn't

what is it with people this time of year. its like the 3 months we have without snow people completely forget what it is and how to drive on it. there are two types. type 1 must not even realize that there is such a thing as snow and keeps driving half a billion miles an hour even though you can see him sliding and slipping all over the place. type 2 sees the snow and realizes it is slippery and apparently believes there is nothing in the world more dangerous  than going over one mile per hour on the snow. the other day i was on lexington (45 mph zone) pulled up behind someone at a stoplight. when it turned green the person in front of me started going (barely) and so i let my foot off the brake. i saw they were giong slow so i didn't put my foot on the gas. just let my car go the 5 mph or what ever it goes all on its own. but no... thats too fast. had to use the break again.... really. really... you have to go that slow... ugh
this time of year it seems everyone else on the road is a horrible driver. but come spring time once we have been driving on snow for about 10 months they won't be.
ok yeah most of them will still be horrible drivers. just better at snow.

*i have nothing against people in/from columbia. i just don't have any friends from there. if you are from there and want to be my friend thats fine with me.

4 comments:

  1. I always drive more slowly after the first snow because the snow plow people are not fast enough to get out on the streets after the first snowfall.  Every other snowfall they seem to be out even WHILE it's snowing, clearing the snow off the roads.  After the first snowfall, though, it takes them a few days to get on top of things.

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  2. hehe Me too Thomas. I had fun hanging out and braving the weather with you. Certainly a memorable staff reunion for me. :) I'm glad that you made it home and are none the worse for the wear. Take care. ~me

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  3. I'm not from Columbia but I am from Beulah... and Beulah is in the Bible.. and the land of the Bible (middleast *yes i did just make that one word*) is warm just like Columbia - Columbia might be the drug capital of the world... and Beulah is definitely the drug capital of North Dakota.... so it just makes sense that I might want to be your friend.  (I have no idea if that you followed that logic - but just go with me)

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  4. @abcdefghijklouise - i think i understand.... you want to be my friend...?

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