the one where we cram it all in

July 20, 2010

Thats what she said!

There are a lot of bloggers out there that post a weekly recap of their weekend. It usually involves going to a lot of cool places with their friends. I am not one of them. Mostly because you know I like to make shit up.

That and I don’t really go out partying it up on the town. We do a lot of stuff. We like to celebrate the things to do in Cleveland and there are a ton of things. There are slow days for us and then there are times where we go to a play, dinner, a concert and a movie in one day. If need be we just cram it all in.

That’s what she said.

This weekend was one of those times. Friday there was what the kids are calling these days a “tweetup”. It was called the east-side tweetup and was held at the Willoughby Brewing Company. We were invited and you know went and stuff.

Oh was that not good enough? See I’m bad at this. The Three Shillelaghs headed over to Willoughby Brewing Company. Hilarity sort of ensued. I was still sort of limping. The pain in my heel had mostly subsided by then. We parked and then started walking toward the restaurant. We didn’t even get across the street when the wifey’s (kat clearly) flip flop broke. The back part just fell right off. Just as she walked it fell off and as she marveled about it and tried to walk on the rest of the shoe died. We walked on discovered it was further than we thought went back and got the car. Drove to it found there was absolutely nowhere to park and ended up parking right by where we originally did. She had to basically walk with the shoe in her hand the whole way and then fake like it was on to get inside.

The night was cool and met some new peeps which always a good thing. I wasn’t that impressed with the menu (though did not have anything) and the apps were expensive. The jack and ginger was tall and that good. The waitress was pretty awesome even if she got sort of busy and there were a few times I sat there like this:

‘more jack daniels please”

But you know more desperate sounding. All in all a good time was had. After we left we stopped and got us some Chick-fil-A. Yum.

Saturday was such a full day that the wifey made an itinerary. I never actually saw it but I’ve heard it did exsist. The Three Shillelaghs packed the car and headed on down to Akron for the:
National Hamburger Festival

Yay.
It was so hot.
(how hot was it)

It was so hot that on the way there a minivan caught on fire. Okay so that probably isn’t true. A minivan was on fire on the opposite way as we drove to Akron though. It was hot as all get out while at the festival that consisted of a bunch of places to get hamburgers for a 2 block radius. I was sort of disappointed by it. I mean it was cool and all but it lacked stuff. The only merch were shirts and Jughead comic books. A vast majority of the events seemed to be taking place at night and we’d have to be gone way before then to keep our schedule. I was going to attempt to be in the bobbing for burgers contest but oh well.

There was this:

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That’s right there was a Barney Fife look alike walking around the festival. How awesome is that? Also as we approached he yelled out:

“I’m Barney Fife bitches! What mofo wanna take a picture with me?”

Ok not really but I almost asked him if he would. Later he threatened to arrest us if we tried to sneak back in. The burgers were tasty and the one we got was from Steel Trolley Diner. Their banner said get your burger branded. I ordered the Marley Burger: A ½ pound burger topped with Jamaican jerk sauce and Orange chipotle mayo. It was tasty and they indeed did “brand” your burger. Unfortunate (or hilarious) they have std as their initials.

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Yes my burger said STD on it and I still ate it.

We left there and went home to nap for a little bit. Then we hit up the Cleveland Cinematheque for Animal Crackers. After some Marx Brothers brilliance we ate some Aladdin’s and then hit up Parnell’s Pub for some x-mas in July. It was for Thirsty Dog’s 12 dogs of Christmas Ale. Tasty! Then I had one tall Jack and Ginger. From there we headed over to the Capitol Theatre to see the late shift showing of Memento. It had been a while since I’d seen it and I really looked forward to it. On the way there the wife tried to destroy the happiness that is the Marx Bros. by saying they were probably very unhappy. This discussion went up until the movie started and included several other people getting involved. Then I won tickets to see the late shift showing of Pulp Fiction.

Sunday was a more relaxed. The wifey headed over to her mom’s house to do laundry and thesis work. I stayed home wrote some and watched soccer for a bit. Then I watched George A. Romero’s Diary of the Dead. It was decent. I was preparing for Monday’s viewing of Survival of the Dead. Later that night we went to a new Indian Restaurant called Indian Flame. It was delish. A review with pictures will be written soon as we go a second time.

Monday we went to breakfast and then picked up Lindsay. We headed over to the zoo to enjoy free day. It was pretty sweet even if it was packed and my heel was hurting again.
The wife and I on the Australian adventure train:

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It was fun but got weird when the driver said:
‘Oh my mate lookit the kangaroo ova there. Ain’t she a beaut? Why I’d like to stick me little dingaroo in her pouch. Boomerang bitches”

All that but you know with an Australian accent or you know probably not at all.

We encountered a lady wearing leggings that looked like jeans as jeans. It was not pretty and I wasn’t fast enough to snap a picture. Later on the wife and Lindsay marveled at the Rhino’s dong.
After that we went home for some resting and lunch. I almost set the apartment on fire. I forgot the package my Sammy was in had metal like shit inside and yeah it started to burn in the microwave. After a nap that did nothing for us we headed out to see Survival of the Dead which was pretty good.

Damn I’m tired.

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What I learned from last week

September 21, 2009

We all learn from our mistakes right? Our daily can impart valuable and useful information sometimes. People at work think I’m this whimsical fun loving rapscallion and for the most part that can be true. I’m a firm believer of just fucking do it and if people wanna look at you like you’ve lost your marbles just scream “take a picture it’ll last longer!” or “yeah I’ve lost my marbles and now I can’t fly!” Yes a vague Hook reference in the middle of a random post. How awesome is that? Where was I (and why is that question so common in my blogs?) Be random, be weird wait I wasn’t totally going for that. Scratch that…well no don’t scratch it but I mean I can be very calculating in my fun and antics. I can also be very somber and low key. I think things through and well quite often regret things. I mean it is a real problem. I regret things I’ve said in the fucking sixth grade. I stay up late at night being chase by demons of yester year. This is probably better left for another post though—you know the I regret things too much post. Aren’t you excited for it? Anyways the point is we can all learn from what happens day in day out. It may be don’t go to that bar again, or stay away from so and so, or I really liked putting that pig nose on and drinking heavily. It can lead to the discovery of small things that we really like, and here at the cheap seats we’re all about the small things. Damn walked right into that one! So dear reader if you aren’t totally confused, put off or ready to leave the blog because of this rambling inconsistent intro read on!

What I learned from last week:

You can get a piece of glass stuck in your finger while only working with produce.

Apparently fights on twitter aren’t only for football players and celebrities.

That caramel apple coffee creamer from coffeemate is so so. Taste good but wouldn’t be my first choice.

N.P.H is enough to get me to watch The Emmy’s instead of Sunday Night Football, even if it’s the only time I’ll get to watch NFL football.

My employers must hate me. I mean fairness in scheduling includes working every Sunday for the past month though they know I need Sunday off, and closing every night next week.

My wife (@kittenkaboom) wears her heart on her sleeve and I love her for it. She also wears her heart on her sleeve when it comes to picking NFL games. She picks the Browns to win repeatedly.

That a smiley emoticon means nothing anymore.

That cuddling in bed with the wife on a mild Saturday afternoon while watching soccer is one of the best ways to spend my time. It’s true even if she was sleeping the whole time.

Handmade “We want Freejack” tee shirts are just plain awesome.

See:

we want freejack

The fact that the wife would make them/wear one even though she hasn’t even seen the movie is just another sign of how awesome she is.

We want Freejack!

It is okay to hope the N.Y. Jets win if and only if they are helping to knock the New England Patriots off their pedestal for a bit. They’re both wankers though.

Eating once a day is a pretty easy way to lose weight. It however is probably not too smart.

Those asking to have some sort of produce reduced are rarely young and attractive.

My obsession with Spider-Man goes as far as almost picking up a (probably) dirty plastic bag because he’s on it. Also there was once a Spider-Man book bag (very small child’s) thrown in the bushes and I pondered picking it up. I didn’t because I was positive it’d end up being some kidnapped kid’s bag and I’d be arrested.

I’ve got a very active imagination.

International talk like a pirate day is vastly underrated in its awesomeness.

That when stressed out it always manifest itself in my neck. A very large amount of pain shows up in my neck when stressed out. I think this pain in my neck is a metaphor for people I work with.

I don’t deal well with change (at least of the work variety)

When an alcoholic continually makes jokes about being an alcoholic it gets very creepy.

I care way too much about a place that doesn’t really care all that much about me.

I actually really wish I was still in school.

I miss the effort, work, thought and camaraderie that comes with a stage production.

That it took me about 5 years to figure out how to spell camaraderie.

How big a nerd I really am. As I read Green Lantern Blackest Night I totally geeked out when Aquaman rose from the dead to join the ranks of the Black Lanterns.

That half the people who read the above statement probably has no clue what it means.

I waste entirely too much coffee trying to drink it while writing. If I’m actually writing it just sits there and gets old and cold.

Making breakfast and letting it sit next to you for an hour while you work on your script does not equal eating it.

I’m really looking forward to going to see the Columbus Crew twice in one month.

I’ve always become a snob as to where I sit but only when it comes to soccer. I can sit in the nose bleed sections for anywhere else, but have become accustomed to great seats for soccer.

When I haven’t seen l-rizz in a long time I get all out of whack and down.

Thankfully Linzi and the wife are pretty good at combating that.

I haven’t introduced myself as Jacob in a long long time.

That I’ve neglected Stiller’s Cleve-o tour greatly

Stiller*:
tre country

That this probably doesn’t replace a thoughtful real post.

*Anyone who gets the Stiller Reference (not already in the know) will totally get some sort of prize*

So what did you learn from last week?


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