More Photos from the Chicago meet
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Great pics Bill!
So for those who want to know what goes on at Chicago meets:
Joe arrives early, just to help get us liquored up.
Friday night, Bill arrives around 7ish, as do the kids (the Kid, his g/f, his friend Corey and his friend's g/f). We eat and I convince all the skeptics that bowling would be fun. Only the kids believe me (turns out Corey's g/f is in a league).
So we head over to the lanes which are really close by, and get ourselves set up. Set up includes picking what kind of beer we will be drinking for beer frames (every frame). Hubby used to bowl, so he sets up our names on the screen, and decides he is "Thor". We pick balls, and I keep going with lighter and lighter balls, but unfortunately little kid balls don't fit my fingers. There were 8 of us. One who had her own ball. By the end of the night our ball area was totally filled with balls. I think they were just sending us back random balls when we weren't looking.
So Joe crossed the foul line every single time he bowled, but it turned into a contest somehow to see how fast he could throw the ball. The goal was 20 MPH. My top speed was something like 8. Then I was too tired to bowl the 2nd game (plus they turned off the lights), so someone made up the rule that everyone else would bowl my game, but they had to use my 8 pound ball.
At that point it didnt' matter though, as our lane was messed up and we'd come back to find out what the computer decided we had scored. It never seemed to match what we actually had bowled.
Mark shows up when we're about finished, and when we head out he shows us his "new" Kia. Orange. He somehow convinced at least Mike, Bill and I that he really traded his Mark in for that POS. We tried to be nice. Next day Mark shows up in his real car, and we find out the Kia was a rental. Thank goodness.
Saturday it hurts to get up, Bill disappears (but at least his tent is still in the yard, so we know he's coming back), and we go get the keg and stuff and try to set up. I make a random call to Sleeper to tell him to get up and drive over here. He says no. I say he'll regret giving me his number, but we forget to make drunk calls later in the day. Joe and I have some problems at Jewel, where it really seemed like perhaps we had taken a trip to some backwater town (with no dentist).
People start showing up and it's car washing time, so I disappear. Smokin' Hot Jen and I try to make a good sangria, which involves a lot of taste testing. When some of my friends show up in an ugly minivan, everyone stares at them and it makes me rather embarrassed (not for my friends, but for myself - but hey, they have a kid).
Drinking, talking, eating thoughout the day. Engineer Mike tries to put together my new fire pit and we all laugh. Why are engineers so hopelessly lost at those things? Later, Burbank calls and has had problems with his car, so he'll be a bit late. But he and his brother show up and we convince him to open the hood for us to take a peek.
We finally remember to go get car pictures at a parking lot near here, but it's getting really dark. I keep trying to drive into people and no one cares. Some random guy shows up, tells Joe nice cars and BTW, do we know where he can get some weed. Some burnouts happen, and we return to my house.
Manny had to leave, and Marc had left earlier in the day as he had another trip to take the next day. It started drizzling, and we had I don't know how many fires going. But I do remember someone asking the Kid if he was attached to this wood moose coat hanger thing, as apparently it was on the list of things to be burned. Eventually Burbank and his brother left as they had a long drive, and we all worried about that drive with the drizzle and that stall and the tires.
When everyone decided to play with fires, I went to bed. That's when I heard the explosion and hysterics. I didn't get up. The police didn't show up. Only some of the furniture was destroyed and Hubby still has his eyebrows.
Sunday, well, no trip to the track. Bill left to do more camping. Forgot to call Mark to come over. Saw Sax drink OJ with nothing else in it. Slept. Watched Blues Brothers with Sax and Hubby. Reminisced on what a good time we had and wish we got together more often.
So for those who want to know what goes on at Chicago meets:
Joe arrives early, just to help get us liquored up.
Friday night, Bill arrives around 7ish, as do the kids (the Kid, his g/f, his friend Corey and his friend's g/f). We eat and I convince all the skeptics that bowling would be fun. Only the kids believe me (turns out Corey's g/f is in a league).
So we head over to the lanes which are really close by, and get ourselves set up. Set up includes picking what kind of beer we will be drinking for beer frames (every frame). Hubby used to bowl, so he sets up our names on the screen, and decides he is "Thor". We pick balls, and I keep going with lighter and lighter balls, but unfortunately little kid balls don't fit my fingers. There were 8 of us. One who had her own ball. By the end of the night our ball area was totally filled with balls. I think they were just sending us back random balls when we weren't looking.
So Joe crossed the foul line every single time he bowled, but it turned into a contest somehow to see how fast he could throw the ball. The goal was 20 MPH. My top speed was something like 8. Then I was too tired to bowl the 2nd game (plus they turned off the lights), so someone made up the rule that everyone else would bowl my game, but they had to use my 8 pound ball.
At that point it didnt' matter though, as our lane was messed up and we'd come back to find out what the computer decided we had scored. It never seemed to match what we actually had bowled.Mark shows up when we're about finished, and when we head out he shows us his "new" Kia. Orange. He somehow convinced at least Mike, Bill and I that he really traded his Mark in for that POS. We tried to be nice. Next day Mark shows up in his real car, and we find out the Kia was a rental. Thank goodness.
Saturday it hurts to get up, Bill disappears (but at least his tent is still in the yard, so we know he's coming back), and we go get the keg and stuff and try to set up. I make a random call to Sleeper to tell him to get up and drive over here. He says no. I say he'll regret giving me his number, but we forget to make drunk calls later in the day. Joe and I have some problems at Jewel, where it really seemed like perhaps we had taken a trip to some backwater town (with no dentist).
People start showing up and it's car washing time, so I disappear. Smokin' Hot Jen and I try to make a good sangria, which involves a lot of taste testing. When some of my friends show up in an ugly minivan, everyone stares at them and it makes me rather embarrassed (not for my friends, but for myself - but hey, they have a kid).
Drinking, talking, eating thoughout the day. Engineer Mike tries to put together my new fire pit and we all laugh. Why are engineers so hopelessly lost at those things? Later, Burbank calls and has had problems with his car, so he'll be a bit late. But he and his brother show up and we convince him to open the hood for us to take a peek.
We finally remember to go get car pictures at a parking lot near here, but it's getting really dark. I keep trying to drive into people and no one cares. Some random guy shows up, tells Joe nice cars and BTW, do we know where he can get some weed. Some burnouts happen, and we return to my house.
Manny had to leave, and Marc had left earlier in the day as he had another trip to take the next day. It started drizzling, and we had I don't know how many fires going. But I do remember someone asking the Kid if he was attached to this wood moose coat hanger thing, as apparently it was on the list of things to be burned. Eventually Burbank and his brother left as they had a long drive, and we all worried about that drive with the drizzle and that stall and the tires.
When everyone decided to play with fires, I went to bed. That's when I heard the explosion and hysterics. I didn't get up. The police didn't show up. Only some of the furniture was destroyed and Hubby still has his eyebrows.
Sunday, well, no trip to the track. Bill left to do more camping. Forgot to call Mark to come over. Saw Sax drink OJ with nothing else in it. Slept. Watched Blues Brothers with Sax and Hubby. Reminisced on what a good time we had and wish we got together more often.
96fleetwood
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Wish I could have made it, just too much going on. Next time!
BadSax
enjoys 3 martini lunches
You forgot the part Sat morning, prior to hanging out with the developmentally delayed at the Jewel, when we were in the liquor store at like 9AM and the guy helping us actually asked if we were drunk. And then people in the parking lot thought we were trying to keep the dead bodies cold in the trunk of the Caddy... cause we literally filled the trunk with bags of ice...
It was such a great time!!!
-J
It was such a great time!!!
-J
black97lsc
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Great summary Sharon and great pics Bill! I had alot of fun and glad no one set themselves on fire.
Thanks Manny. Yeah, I forgot about the dead body hidden in the trunk of the Saxillac. I still have 2 HUGE bags of ice in my downstairs freezer. And forgot to thank you for parking my car since I seemed unable to do so.
BTW, we still have wood stacked on the side of the house, so I totally don't get why everyone thinks we have no wood here and should just burn furniture and phone books.
I still have 2 HUGE bags of ice in my downstairs freezer. And forgot to thank you for parking my car since I seemed unable to do so. BTW, we still have wood stacked on the side of the house, so I totally don't get why everyone thinks we have no wood here and should just burn furniture and phone books.
