Where the wind comes sweeping down the plains

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-klahoma!

O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A

That’s right, I was in “Red Earth” (that’s what Oklahoma means in some indian language – for you non-oklahomies). I was recruiting over the past couple weeks, which is partially why you haven’t seen any updates on ye olde blog. Not that I haven’t done anything worth mentioning, but rather that I have had little time to do much of anything (though I have gotten some time to play a bit of poker).

Random thoughts:

  • Jim has a punching bag. It’s awesome and oddly compelling. I can’t walk by it without punching or kicking it. The desire is generally more for kicking for me since I can’t punch that hard. The desire is magnified when I’ve been drinking. Exponentially magnified. To dangerous levels (dangerous to myself). I need to get one of these.
  • Watching football with Jim is much more entertaining than watching with anyone else. He knows more about football than anyone I’ve ever met. I somehow feel like my conversations with him will eventually make me a better Madden 200x player, if I ever start playing Madden 200x.
  • Andy has the stinkiest farts I’ve ever smelled. He’ll be on the pro tour some day
  • Jen is awesome and her place is not just rad, it’s krad
  • Sushi Neko is by far the best sushi restaurant I’ve ever been to in Oklahoma (thanks jen!)
  • Juniors is a kick ass bar. 70s nostalgia is the best. (thanks one more time jen!)
  • Walmart brand beef jerky is tasty and probably made from sweatshop workers that were fired after the Kathie Lee incident
  • Miles driven in the past two weeks: 1448 (yeah, I’m fucking exhausted)

I’ll have more thoughts from Oklahoma later. Hooray for being home!


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