11.14.06
Weekend Review: Newquist Farm Party and Chicago
This past weekend I traveled to Chicago to visit all of my friends from school and go to the Ohio State vs. Northwestern game. After all flights into O’Hare were canceled due to wind and storms, I was sent home until my flight at 6am Saturday.
Life gave me lemons, so I made lemonade and went to Jason Newquist’s final farm party before he departs for his trip around the world. A great time was had by all, Brian Platt and I won some beer pong, and I got to wish farewell to my buddy Nuke. A future blog post will be created for him.
I made it home at 2am, and was up and flying and in Chicago before 10am. Jeremy, Mark, Brooke, and I all headed to Mickey’s and boarded one of their school bus shuttles to the tailgate.
After the bus driver got us completely lost in Evanston, all of the beer and energy drinks I consumed caught up with me and I could no longer hold myself. I had to seriously urinate worse than I’ve ever felt in my life.
I had two choices: get off of the bus and find way to the game, or do the unthinkable.
Those of you that know me best know exactly what I did — I huddled up in the corner of my seat, took a 24 oz cup out, and pissed in it while 40 guys and girls all watched and mocked me.
Not only did I go in that rather large cup… I completely filled it up! I had to cut off my stream and safely dump the contents out the window in an approved area. I still had to finish, but after all of the cheers from the guys and ‘ewwws’ from the gals, I decided to hold off on the rest until we made it to the tailgate.
The tailgate party was fun, plenty of booze, music, and drinking games. I’ll hopefully get some pictures up.
The game was a blowout, but our seats were horrible. We were with Kirby and his girlfriend Morgan, Gingo and his fiance Lindsay, Jon, Juan, Lauren, Matt, and the rest of their crew. Jeremy and I left a bit early and headed back to the tailgate, where we drank some more, danced, and eventually left.
We returned to Mickey’s for more beer and had dinner, and finally got a cab back to Jer’s place. We started watching the Texas vs. K-State game (wow), and Jeremy, Mark, and I all passed out at 10:30pm. We woke up at the convenient time of 2:30am, hangover already in progress, and our night was done for. How humiliating!
Nothing too insane happened, but it’s always a great time up in the frozen city of Chicago.
This weekend’s Shameless Award goes to Wags.
And for those of you who asked how I cut off the stream with no pain: I have very capable muscles :)
