every day's a new dumb adventure
great america f*ck yeah
last week marc sent out an email saying that the second sunday of october was the best weekend for great america, and that he was going to get a crew of folks together for a day of high thrill coaster riding. he even alleged that the lines were so non-existent at this time, that you could often ride rides again without getting off. well folks, he was right!
samshrew, chris, randall, anneh, dylan and i decided to join marc's gang today and arrived at good ol' GA around 10:15am. we did our own thing (including riding a few rides two times in a row because of the lack of lines), and then eventually met up with marc and his crew (well a portion of them, the gang total including us was actually closer to 30 folks). we spotted them mostly because mark was wearing his relaxuma bear suit and we him swinging around the giant swings. we hung out as a posse for a while, and then called it a day (it had been over 7 hours afterall). the highlights were definitely the invertigo and white water falls (in fact, anneh and dylan went 8 times). i also loved the demon, but that's mostly for nostalgic reasons (it was my favorite growing up).
so much fun was had! thanks for the invite marc, it was a brilliant idea!
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4 gals, 6.5 bottles, and 2 trips to the slides
this afternoon deirdre, melissa, and molly came over for a quick trip to the slides. the seward street slides are only a few blocks from my house, however they are a trip down the hill and then back up, only to go down and back up again. we started off with a glass of champers (i sort of hate that word, but champagne is pretty stuff sounding), and then walked on over.
after going down the slides (no scrapes or real bruises, amazing!), we came to my place where we drank some more. after a few hours (where randall played mr. perfect husband and pretended not to be there except for the part where he grilled us up the delicious food), we decided it would be fun to go down the slides again. so deirdre convinced randall to drive us the few blocks, and he did. this time molly and i went down face first, and luckily our faces are still intact.
afterwards we came back to my house where we drank even more and cuddled about. btw, my whole neighborhood might know what molly's ass looks like. just saying.
ps. we had the most ridiculous conversation with my neighbors chuck and rick. i think they think we're crazy.
pps. you need to try this sangria recipe. i used it as the base for ours and it is amazing.
ppps. i thought i didn't drink that much, but now that everyone is gone i am feeling really drunk. gwah gwah.