Memorial Day Weekend

I had a pretty good Memorial Day weekend. Like to hear it, hear it go:

Friday night, I stayed home and watched Dallas beat Phoenix in the NBA playoffs. After that I watched a bootleg of Mis.sion Im.poss.ble III on my computer. Unsolicited review: It was aiight, nothing special. Not the best movie, but not the worst. Over the course of the weekend I also watched Syri.ana and Pose.idon. Syri.ana was pretty cool, I was impressed mostly with the acting. Watching Pose.idon, my first thought was why did they even remake this movie? Just about everything was the same as the original, except I think Richard Dreyfuss played a gay character. I dont know I wasn't paying too much attention. Anyway, I was tired from a long week at work, so I went to sleep after washing clothes and having an uncomfortable phone conversation. Saturday, I had a high school graduation to go to, but that thing was too early in the morning for me. I mean who has their ceremony at 9 AM? I took Saturday as a recovery day and pretty much did nothing again, except to go out to eat. Jessica was back in town, and we made plans for Sunday.

Sunday, I hit up Six Flags with Jessica, her 15 year old sister, Sharissa and her friend Jamie. Since they had season passes, i got in for $5 on the buddy pass. That's pretty much all the money I spent except for when we were leaving and I treated the ladies to funnel cakes. It was hot as balls in the park that afternoon and as you may remember from a previous post, T. don't wear shorts in public. Around the 2nd rollercoaster, that bit of irrationality melted away. I will be going to buy some shorts very soon. Ain't no way I'm gonna last all summer in long pants without falling out from heatstroke. Anyway, Sharissa was my ride partner for most of the day. I started out like a punk, but eventually I manned up and was willing to ride just about anything (except the Agorophobia, the free fall joint. I had to draw the line at that one.) The line was too long to ride the new ride "The Goliath", but we decided we would come back another time. All in all, I was happy to be hanging out with Jessica again, in a drama free environment, unlike last weekend.

On Monday, I braved the heat again to hang with Collipark, her fiance and Mario. We went to Piedmont Park for the Atlanta Jazz Festival. We had two coolers full of beer and other not as exciting drinks (i.e. water, gator.ade.) Again, the temperature was in the 90's, and my dumb ass was wearing jeans. I had a personal conversation with the sun for the majority of the day, and that muhfucka is a close talker. (Liquor and TV, that Seinfeld reference was for you.) Even with the intense UV rays, I still didn't get a good tan. My arms are still yellowish, instead of the burnt seinna I was going for. We listened to some jazz musicians I had never heard of, and people watched for most of the afternoon. It was a pretty nice scene and entertaining with a lot of weirdos in the crowd. Mario and I scoped out the women while Collipark and Fiance chilled. I noticed something both at Six Flags and at the park. Its getting harder and harder to tell which females are of age. We would see a woman from far away and then when she got closer, we would realize she is a high school kid. I don't know what they feeding these kids, but they need to stop it. I felt like a dirty old man out there. Mario and I came up with a way to tell a woman's age. It's just a joke, so don't get mad at me for this one. We figure that if you look at a woman and she still has that wide eyed look, like she still has hopes and ambitions, then she too young. But, if she looks jaded and has that "I've been fucked over" look, then she is legal. We cracked up on that joke and even had some of the people around us laughing. I didn't go to any cookouts, but I still got a nice take home plate from Collipark, who did her thing on the grill the day before.

So that was my 3 day weekend. No drama to speak of for once. I just had a good time and got out of the house. Other than losing about 15 pounds from the heat, it was all good. How was your weekend? Do anything special?

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