casual ultimate » i’m not a damned miracle worker

well this weekend with ms. ulty out of town yours truly didnt. do. anything. spring league? nope. sunday bike ride? nah. make it out to the sprints at the bar on saturday? heck no it was raining. heres a picture of jdot bringing his a-game at the sprints while i was at home watching florida finish off ucla. actually watching the tournament was about all i did accomplish.

cant that noah boy cut his hair? im surprised his mother doesnt make him since hes on national tv. im sure this is the kind of raw sports reporting our dear friend j only dreams of.

saturday afternoon that guy rob was in a frisky shopping mood and miss casual never argues about a trip to barneys coop so off we went with dennis in tow. turns out shopping after a cocktail (or two) at lunch is difficult. its almost as difficult as doing math. somehow we started talking about the square roots of numbers and it devolved into a long stretch of quizzing each other about our times tables. embarrassing but necessary for the furtherment of science. yeah i said furtherment. what?

quotes of the day
1. dennis at barneys - ‘chain mail is totally my thing’.
2. rob at active endeavors - ‘this store is for all the std swappers.’

i cannot compete with that. i did in fact see blades of glory but i was underwhelmed. i am not questioning the comic genius of will arnett and amy poehler or my total devotion to everything will ferrell ever does but my ribs didnt hurt from laughing afterwards as they did upon witnessing the awe inducing splendor of anchorman.

so hopefully ms. ultimate will fill us all in on her rowdy weekend in nyc hob nobbing with ivy leaguers and hey lets ragers. im sure her post will not be as half assed as this one.