Friday, June 30, 2006
sandburst
last night at beach….nothing really happened. which was weird becuase two weeks before sanblast it seemed like lots of people would be out. but it was still gorgeous out and we had enough people to play fives so alls well that ends well.
the best things going on….ms. ultimate threw another fierce hammer, tony and bjorn sized up the people on the path based on whether they could beat them up or not (’him, not him, maybe him if he’s not fast’), bjorn left early for a mystery non-date type thing (i know this is not really gossip but this week is slow), and there was some freaky guy that literally had the worst sunburn ive ever seen passed out a few yards outside the endzone. it was fascinating and painful to watch.
the other topic of conversation seemed to be a general grumble about the lack of of respect given to the returning champions of sandblast. the post title actually comes from steve who figured briefcase could secede from the tournament and have their own beach throw down. yall know where i’d be…i already bought brown face paint to put a tie on my belly…not really but i should. or allison should. big time.
moral of the story…kicking ass is the best revenge so im lookin for briefcase to bring their a-game next weekend. totes.
UPDATE - sandburst is turning into a sandblast after party at tony and carlo’s saturday night. email us at casualultimate@gmail.com for details.
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June 30th, 2006 at 4:39 pm
I’m going to wear brown to work (real work) every day next week to get my psych on. I don’t know if I have that much straight brown, though…I might have to resort to beige.
July 3rd, 2006 at 12:48 pm
To all the doubters, Jess got me a shirt for my birthday that pretty much sums up my stance on the issue. It says “Work you dog.” That brings her into first, second, and third place for the contest to buy me the coolest shirt that I own (right behind Italian Stallion and Got Your Tickets?)