So long, we wish you well
I too made my last stand in Lawrence recently. I wasn't very emotional about it though. It's not like I didn't know it was happening and then suddenly, BAM, I'm gone. But it did occur to me a few nights ago when I was getting my new apartment set up that I really would miss seeing a lot of people, and that to be perfectly honest, last weekend would be the last time I would see a few people.
But I am firmly established in my new place and anxiously awaiting my first day, which is this coming Tuesday. I'm looking forward to no longer covering sports and moving on to more pertinent issues in the world. I am also looking forward to getting my first paycheck to undo some of the damage that the whole moving process has done to my checking account (although winning $60 at the blackjack tables a few nights ago cushioned the blow). I was at the point yesterday at Best Buy when I was purchasing cables, a modem and cable splitters that I figured I was bleeding money so bad that purchasing a couple David Bowie CDs on top of it wouldn't be so bad. So that's what I did.
But as I was getting set up, I had a lot of time to reassemble some of the finer moments of Sunday night's drunken revelry. Moments that stand out the most:
1. AKS chucking me to the floor of Neely's apartment a la Pedro Martinez to Yankee's bench coach Don "The Gerbil" Zimmer. AKS, please explain.
2. Doing a Tough Man Shot (snort a line of salt up your nostril, take a shot of tequila, squirt lime juice in your eye) at the bar at Red Lyon while Marissa wussed out and watched.
3. Talking on the phone with my parents while completely drunk.
4. Starting drinking at 4:30 p.m. and holding strong through the night.
5. Playing bongos and the guitar with random girls in the middle of nowhere at 4 in the morning.
Yes, it was a fine time...
But I am firmly established in my new place and anxiously awaiting my first day, which is this coming Tuesday. I'm looking forward to no longer covering sports and moving on to more pertinent issues in the world. I am also looking forward to getting my first paycheck to undo some of the damage that the whole moving process has done to my checking account (although winning $60 at the blackjack tables a few nights ago cushioned the blow). I was at the point yesterday at Best Buy when I was purchasing cables, a modem and cable splitters that I figured I was bleeding money so bad that purchasing a couple David Bowie CDs on top of it wouldn't be so bad. So that's what I did.
But as I was getting set up, I had a lot of time to reassemble some of the finer moments of Sunday night's drunken revelry. Moments that stand out the most:
1. AKS chucking me to the floor of Neely's apartment a la Pedro Martinez to Yankee's bench coach Don "The Gerbil" Zimmer. AKS, please explain.
2. Doing a Tough Man Shot (snort a line of salt up your nostril, take a shot of tequila, squirt lime juice in your eye) at the bar at Red Lyon while Marissa wussed out and watched.
3. Talking on the phone with my parents while completely drunk.
4. Starting drinking at 4:30 p.m. and holding strong through the night.
5. Playing bongos and the guitar with random girls in the middle of nowhere at 4 in the morning.
Yes, it was a fine time...
posted by The University Daily Kansan at 8:49 AM
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Steve. STEVE! I totally had to stiff arm ya because of your drunken state, my lack of drunken state and the speed at which you were coming at me, all touchy-feely. Dude, that's only OK when I do it. — AKS
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