Wednesday, December 06, 2006

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last night i went to oneils to have a beer with sam rowe (dean rowes brother from newcastle high, 2 years below) and a kiwi friend. I was wearing my boston redsox cap, trying to go incognito and it worked! they had forgotten me. Its such a weird circumstance to find a fellow novacastrian at a pub in charlottesville, he lives two doors from andrew johns and matt hoy and near chad williams in his housing commision flat!! it was good times, we had a yarn and talked about two up on anzac day, and then hit a party on 14th street, then went to a frat party on rugby road. This frat had a permanent professionally made beer pong table. I asked the dude how much it costs to be in a frat, and he said about 2-4grand per year. So its true they are buying friendship, and providing free alcohol to the greater community.

and i thought i had worked out where the secret societies were housed, because i saw some frat houses with the Z and IMP logan painted on the wall. but a chick told me that the secret socities just do it without permission and your not allowed to remove it.

and the museum was good there was a big collection of aboriginal art, somewhere in c-ville there is the biggest collection of aboriginal art in the usa.


i was drinking this the night before. i like its philosophy. on the back of the label it says - the most important thing about a bottle of wine is that you enjoy it, regardless of its vintage or style... It is an honest well-made wine. --
for 5 bucks it was pretty darn good,












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Peter Griffin: First one to the marker where that Pakistani girl fell through the ice after coming to the States to get treatment for her severely burned face which she got when the man she refused to marry dumped sulphuric acid on her wins.
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Peter Griffin- You know what really grinds my gears? No one's come up with a new priest and a rabbi joke in like 30 years. Ok, ok, uh, a priest and a rabbi go into..the supermarket. And the preist says, let's buy a ham. And the rabbi says, "Nope. Can't eat it. Not allowed. It's forbidden." Pigs are like super-heroes to them. Is it perfect? No! But I dont see you coming up with anything better. And that, people, is what grinds my gears. Posted by Picasa

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Daniel
I dont think you understood what old tom was talking about.....dog the bounty hunter and his possee are in trouble with the mexican court system. Tom did not mean that the dog was chasing you, rather what is the american news saying about his situation.....or dont they care.He and beth were on the larry king show early this week. Old Tom wanted your point of view from stateside.........

10:37 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I wonder if they sell that wine in Erie.... I believe cheap red wine is my middle name.

10:50 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

haha i was going to post that picture of you drunk and holding red wine at the party, its a classic, you look like you wouldnt want to be anywhere else in the world, just happy drinking the red wine- i bought it from harris teeter

i have no idea about dog the bounty hunter, i havent watched television for a few weeks, the mexican court system should be worrying about the drug runners and leave dog alone.

8:36 AM  

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