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Posted by prsparty on August 25, 2006

Hell on Earth


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These Days

Posted by jswaninger on August 23, 2006

With the Soffa draft just around the corner I am starting to get that feeling. It only comes around a couple times a year. That feeling that something great is almost here.

I smile at the thought of this Saturday. Just the knowledge that great stories are just about here. Whether it is Daryl the dud, phones ringing in walls, Katie always reconfirming what a whoure she is and the tons of little stories that occur throughout the night.

These days always seem to change throughout life. Growing up it was always Christmas. But then as I got older and discovered the joys of alcohol I realized how much better other days can be. In college nothing could compare with the first home football game. I could never sleep the night before. The night would always end in a blur with randoms around but we could always piece the night together the morning after. Which is still my favorite time.

Now there are a couple days to look forward to. Soffa draft could be in my #1 spot right now. Opening day has fallen recently. The stories just arent as good as they use to be. So to make sure Soffa draft does not make a turn that way we need to drink ridiculous amounts of alcohol. Which is why I love the addition of jungle juice and maybe we can throw in a drinking game. They always bring back everyones favorite time in life, college. I just hope that when the stories about butt good come around the next morning my name is not involved. Especially since her face will look like Mrs. Jorgenson’s by draft day.

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Dreamcruise Saturday night…

Posted by prsparty on August 21, 2006

As you know there are few times a year when you can see all the Ferndale peeps in one spot. Thanksgiving Eve @ Tony’s / Sneakers and Saturday night of DreamCruise @ the Elks. I got my phill at the Elks on Saturday and man do I feel old.

The first person to greet me when I walk in was Amanda Dale. I think I coached her when she was a 9-10 backstroker. Now she’s a pretty decent looking blonde with a nice rack and a MASSIVE whale-tail hanging out of her jeans. That’s odd.

Then Vance Renforth bumps into me and spills a beer on my feet. He was on of our 13-14 boys that sucked, but good for PR.

After that the usual show up…Rochelle Geary, Corey Smith, Steve Gallis, Teddy Gregorio, Melissa Houser, Trevor O’Conner…huh?? Talk about covering some FHS history!! At one point I had Zico (class of 87), Myself (95), Joe (90) and Emmele (97) name someone in the bar from each class starting at 86 and ending at 2003. I think we hit every year except three.

I can do this once or twice a year. Anymore than that and I’ll want to move to South Dakota to get away. It’s a lot like the 10-year reunion…great to see those people for about 3 hours, but don’t exchange phone numbers or email addresses; it was nice to catch up, but now go away for another 10 years.  

Finally, I don’t know crap about cars. But after sitting on the Tony’s patio with a couple gearheads on Friday night, I have a little more appreciation for the DC. People who love cars, LOVE cars. That day is like our Fantasy Draft or Opening day for them. Rednecks? Yes. But it’s pretty cool to see people loving life for a couple days.

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Dear Alcohol…

Posted by prsparty on August 17, 2006

Dear Alcohol:

First & foremost, let me tell you that I’m a huge fan of yours. My
friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect
post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you’re even around in the holiday’s hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we’re stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings.

However, lately I’ve been wondering about your intentions.

While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I
feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences:

1. Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is
important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of
substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?

2. Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a taco with chili sauce, along with a big Italian meatball and some stale chips (washed down with WINE & topped off with a Kit Kat after a few cheese curls & chili cheese fries)? I’m an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.

3. Clumsiness: Unless you’re subtly trying to tell me that I need to
do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It’s completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.

4. Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting
ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening’s
debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is
completely unacceptable! My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the
proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products,
aspirin) prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.

Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would
like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You’ve been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter and the needed companion when I just don’t know what to do with the extra money in my pockets. In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. I will look for an answer no later than Thursday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.

Thank you,
Your biggest fan

1. Innovative
2. Preliminary
3. Proliferation
4. Cinnamon


1. Specificity
2. British Constitution
3. Passive-aggressive disorder


1. Thanks, but I don’t want to have sex.
2. Nope, no more beer for me.
3. Sorry, but you’re not really my type.
4. Good evening, officer. Isn’t it lovely out tonight?
5. Oh, I couldn’t. No one wants to hear me sing !
6.Yes, it is time to leave, let’s go!

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Posted by jswaninger on August 17, 2006

I found this article on http://www.deadspin.com, which Tom if you have not checked it out yet you should, and it just made me laugh.

Canseco Pitching Debut Goes As You Probably Imagined It Would

There are many forms of self delusion. There’s Kip from Napoleon Dynamite, who was “training to be a cage fighter.” Then there’s Jose Canseco, who beaned four batters, walked five and gave up a home run over 4 1/3 innings in his pitching debut with the Long Beach Armada on Wednesday, inspiring this classic quote:
“Overall, it felt pretty good,” said Canseco, who joined the independent Golden Baseball League earlier this year. “It took me a little while to get a rhythm out there, and I walked too many guys. It should get better … I try to do the best possible. I’d love to throw a shutout or no-hitter or whatever.”

Yes, a no-hitter may be just around the corner, because Canseco also got his first career strikeout. And what we want to know is, who was the guy who whiffed against a 42-year-old knuckleballer, and when does he report to the Cubs?

Sorry. That was just … sorry.

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Hollywood Drama

Posted by prsparty on August 10, 2006


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Posted by prsparty on August 1, 2006


Ever hear a song on the radio but missed the name or artist? Problem solved…

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Worlds smallest man gets married (it’s not Tom)

Posted by prsparty on August 1, 2006


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