Sunday morning was the Times Colonist’s 10 km run. Turned out to be a gorgeous day for it. Suede didn’t compete this year, so we rode down to check it out. A couple of our friends were running it, so we were going to cheer them on. As it turned out, we never saw anyone we went to cheer on! Unfortunate, but we talked with them at the finish line, and they all seemed to have had good runs. Way to go people!

Pics are here.

Last night Suede and I had our first strawberries. I was shopping in Thrifty’s and saw they were on sale. They looked tasty, so I did the impulse buy thing.

Wow, what a great decision to get them. They were very tasty, especially considering the season. Wouldn’t you get these too?

I almost feel human again. It wasn’t until around 4pm today that I was finally able to eat something. Considering dinner last night was at around 5:30, that means I went almost 24 hours without eating.

The party last night was really fun. There was around 20 of us or so that started the BBQ at Jim’s place. We sat down in the sunshine of the backyard. Fastforward 20 minutes, and the wind had kicked up, the sky clouded over, then the rain started. We moved indoors and continued on. When Greg P arrived he wondered why we were inside since it was nice out again. We moved outside again and continued.

Around 7 we packed it up and headed over to the Boars Nest for some pool, poker, and darts. I started in on the Black Russians and put a few of them down. I can’t play poker when drunk so I was out of the game pretty quickly ( I also can’t play pool once I have had a few drinks. 🙂 No big deal, I got to go visit with some other people. There were a few shots in there sometime too. I remember the Monkey Cherries, the Jagermeister, and the Cinnamon Whisky (tastes like cinamon hearts, lots of them).

Around 10 I was feeling pretty bagged. I was at the point that if I sat down I knew my lights would be out very quickly. I slowed down on the drinks (I think), and tried pacing myself.

Just before 11 I got stuffed into a cab and we headed over to the Fox showroom. Thats where the real drinking began. I was trying to stick with Black Russians the whole night, but that got sidelined at the Fox. I remember the shot lady showing up and placing three glasses in front of me, then she proceeded to fill them. Killer Koolaid. Mmm, very tasty, but very potent. There were a few shows, and I do remember the standing ovation at one point, but I mostly remember the plethora of drinks. Tequila, more Jagermeister, Red Bull and vodka, Black Russians, and more Killer Koolaid. Lots of Killer Koolaid.

I have no idea what time it happened, but I remember telling Jim that I was done. I still had three drinks in front of me, but I never finished them. I also learned that I am a bit of a puker. I did make it to the washroom, and that is a good thing. Back at my seat, the shooter waitress that had been serving me all night gave me a shirt. She thought it was pretty hilarious that my last name was Fox too.

As I was sitting there, with my shirt, I thought that it seemed a little bright inside there. The lights had been turned on. It was time to go home. Where does the time go. Back in another cab and home. Another quick trip to pray to the porcelain gods, then to bed.

Waking up this morning was not a good scene. Even after 7 hours of sleep, I was still drunk. Not good. I downed a glass of water hoping I could keep that down. That didn’t work. When Jim called to set up the breakfast I was feeling ok, so I agreed. I couldn’t drive so I made Erin be the chauffer. The closer we got to Maude Hunter’s the worse I felt. By the time we parked, I knew there was no way I could do breakfast. We headed straight back home again, and once there I pretty much walked straight upstairs and into bed.

I eventually got out of bed around 2, and moved straight to the couch. I have barely left the couch at all. Ahh, the memories. You only live once right?

It is 3:15 pm, and I am finally sitting upright. I only got out of bed about an hour ago.

Last nights stag was fun. Very fun. Of course, I am paying for it now. More later.

** Consumer Alert **

Here is a strange situtaion. Last week I bought a shirt at the Bay, and when I got it home, I decided I should have tried on a smaller size.

Tonight I stopped by the Bay, tried on the medium, and decided to exchange one shirt for the other. Here is the strange part. Last week when I bought the shirt it was on sale, but today it wasn’t. I was concerned I was going to have to pay more money for no good reason.

I learned that today was customer appreciation day. This meant that if I paid with a Bay Card I got an additional 10% off.

TO end this story, I exchanged the shirt, and actually got money back. It sounds weird I know, but they returned the first shirt, then charged me for the smaller one. In the end I paid less for the shirt. Very odd.

Two more things tonight. I made the Hot N Spicy Turkey burgers. All I can say is “meh”. They were only so-so, yet the recipe looked so promising.

The other thing is that I found a replacement headlight for the car. I called over a dozen auto wreckers learning that most of them had no answering machine or service. Once place that did answer, and did have the part was RCU Auto Parts in Sooke. I drove out there and picked it up tonight. I installed it tonight, and all is better with the car. The replacement part even came with a working headlight. Our old one had burned out already. Go little red car go!

Lol I just got off the phone with a representative from Tom Woods, the Liberal candidate for Esquimalt/Juan de Fuca.

The conversation went something like this:

Other person: Hi my name is XXXXX. I am calling on behalf of Tom Woods, the BC Liberal candidate for Esquimalt/Juan de Fuca. I would like to ask you a few questions if you have a couple minutes.

Me: Sure

OP: I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you.

Me: Yeah, go ahead.

OP: OK, thanks.

**click**

Me: what the hell?

For some reason I got hungup on. Good impression!

How disgusting is this?

I was preparing dinner. Hot N Spicy Turkey burgers. The recipe sounds awesome. I mixed up the sauce, then set about to make the burgers.

I placed the turkey in a bowl and measured the oats. I dumped them in, then notice it.

Don’t read on if you are squeamish.

The oats started moving! Uggh.

:y

There was some kind of weavel or something in them. Gross! I quickly dumped the oats off the turkey, but the damage was done. There was no way I could have eaten that turkey.

I checked out the bag of oats, and a moth flew out. Everything went into the garbage. Perhaps we will try that recipe later.