My youngest brother recently turned 19. Among my brothers and myself, Spencer is most definitely the "Man about town." He is the type of person that attracts other people. I was talking to him the day before his birthday and asked what he wanted to do to celebrate the big one niner. He said, "Well, I am going to Skybar with Sarah [his girlfriend] and some friends." Uh, huh. So, The Skybar is a place of much interest. It is "the" bar in Auburn that allows people under 21 in, only on Wednesday nights. On any given weekend night, it is filled with my Greek sisters and brothers. On Wednesday nights there is a similar yet slightly different crowd of upperclassmen creepers and underclassmen girls on the prowl. Never-the-less, it is the place to be for 19 year olds on a Wednesday night. Spencer went on to say, "Why don't you come with us, little girl? Would you come? Have you ever been there? Would you really come, little girl?" I do not understand the implication that I have never been to a prominent Auburn hot spot nor the accusation that I would not go to the location of his choice for my little brother's birthday. He went on to request the presence of my mom and dad at The Skybar and was again skeptical of the fact that they would go.
Well, we went. My parents and I got there before Spencer, because he was waiting for Sarah to get ready. We all had on work clothes which were in strong contrast to the lovely skirts and tasteful eye shadow of the normal attendees. While we waited for Spencer, my mom had a Jack 'n' Coke, and we scoped the crowd. I spotted a couple of high school mates and one or two sorority sisters. My mom sited a boy from her religion class that she had been wanting to talk to all semester. She assumed by the way that he spoke that he was pretty bright but was amazed by the way his hair stuck straight up when he came to class. She yelled, "Hey, yellow shirt, hey!" She, in fact, did not know his name, but he recognized her and came to speak. She asked him why his hair looked so nice and flat today. He responded that there is more time to comb your hair in the afternoon than there is before 8 o'clock in the morning.
When Spencer arrived he was surprised and proud to find that we had actually come and proceeded to introduce us to all of his friends. Once we had met everyone and said our hellos I gave my mom a quick tour of The Skybar dance room in the back. She was amazed at how large it was and noted that it would be a great place for a dance party. I told her that it was in deed and that we should have one sometime.
This is the end of the story. I suppose Spencer had a good birthday. He was happy to be the only boy to ever invite his parents to The Skybar for his birthday, and my parents were happy to go.
BTW We are still suspicious as to why Spencer did not have X's on his hands that evening...
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
Running Numbers
I am slightly more physically fit than I may appear. Although it is true that I can not jump, I do occasionally enjoy a run and love to speed walk and do gym classes. Gym classes are my favorite, because they keep my mind occupied on what I am doing for a whole hour. I am focused on what the next move is and don't get distracted by what kind of studying I have to do or what I am going to eat for dinner. Lately though, I have gotten more into running which typically is not my favorite past time, but I have come to enjoy it. Sometimes, when I run I listen to music, but I don't really have any good work out mixes. And, I don't really want to spend my spare time making one, even though it would take like five minutes, and I would really use it. So instead I usually just count while I run. Most of the time, I count my steps. There is a very specific way that I count them. I start with my right leg as the lead leg and count 1 step each time my right leg hits the ground. I count these "steps" in groups of four. Each time a take four steps I count that as one on my fingers. After I have counted to ten and back on my fingers in these groups of four steps, I change and lead with my left leg and repeat the same count. Once I finish that, I count each finger as two steps and go to ten and back on each leg. This continues on until I am exhausted of running. I do other combinations of fingers and number groups depending on my mood, and occasionally, instead of counting steps, I count my breathes. This sounds really crazy, but it keeps my mind focused on the task of running instead of thinking about too much stuff at once. My mind usually has a couple of things going at once, so using part of it to count allows me to use the other part to think about one other thing instead of a bunch of stuff. It's weird, but at least I'm exercising.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Gadsden Dating 101
This is an instructional post on the proper way to take the one you love on a date in Gadsden, AL.
The boy must first meet the girl of his dreams while "chillin'" with his buddies in the Subway parking lot. Once the match has been made, the date must be set. Saturday is the most conventional date day due to the First Friday Street Fair which commonly conflicts with Friday evening plans. In preparation for the date, the boy must throw away all of the old papers and Dr. Pepper bottles that have accumulated in the passenger floor board of his pick-up. He must then wipe the crumbs collecting in the seat out the door with his hand. The girl must call all of her friends to make sure that everyone knows who she is going on a date with Saturday night so that her friends can then pass this crucial information on to the rest of their friends and acquaintances.
There is a very strict dress code for a Saturday night on the town in Gadsden. The boy must wear jeans that he purchased already having rips and or holes as well as a well worn or faded appearance. His shirt must be a polo, preferably from aeropostle, and the ensemble is completed with a pair of flip flops and a prescribed amount of hair product. The girl should wear a jean skirt that appears to be tattered around the edges with some sort of camisole that is brightly colored and well fitted. It is typical that she also wear flip flops.
After picking up his date, the boy will drive to the fanciest restaurant in town, The Red Lobster. In exchange for his name and smoking preference, the hostess will bestow a table indicator device on the couple. They will then proceed to the waiting area bar that is well stocked and ready to please where she will order the Fruitastic drink of the day and he will "just have" a Budweiser. After enjoying a basket of Cheddar Bay Biscuits, Iceburg Salad with Ranch Dressing, and a Lobster Fest entree, they will ponder dessert but only ask for the check.
Following dinner the date must continue to the Premiere Cinema 16 located inside the Gadsden Mall, "It's where to shop.", between the Sears and Belk. Although it is unacceptable to put down the armrest between the daters, at least one of the outside armrest must be used to hold the Coke Icee they share.
The evening ends as the boy drops the girl off at her house. The boy can be assured a kiss: if the girl had a good time, she will want him to ask her out again, and if she did not, she will feel sorry for him and not want him to be sad, so he will receive a pity kiss. These kisses with conflicting meanings can lead to uncertainty and confusion on the part of the boy. However, he can soon clear up any doubt by asking his friends if she had a good time, because the girl will have told her friends about the date in its entirety who will, in turn, tell the boy's friends everything she has said.
The boy must first meet the girl of his dreams while "chillin'" with his buddies in the Subway parking lot. Once the match has been made, the date must be set. Saturday is the most conventional date day due to the First Friday Street Fair which commonly conflicts with Friday evening plans. In preparation for the date, the boy must throw away all of the old papers and Dr. Pepper bottles that have accumulated in the passenger floor board of his pick-up. He must then wipe the crumbs collecting in the seat out the door with his hand. The girl must call all of her friends to make sure that everyone knows who she is going on a date with Saturday night so that her friends can then pass this crucial information on to the rest of their friends and acquaintances.
There is a very strict dress code for a Saturday night on the town in Gadsden. The boy must wear jeans that he purchased already having rips and or holes as well as a well worn or faded appearance. His shirt must be a polo, preferably from aeropostle, and the ensemble is completed with a pair of flip flops and a prescribed amount of hair product. The girl should wear a jean skirt that appears to be tattered around the edges with some sort of camisole that is brightly colored and well fitted. It is typical that she also wear flip flops.
After picking up his date, the boy will drive to the fanciest restaurant in town, The Red Lobster. In exchange for his name and smoking preference, the hostess will bestow a table indicator device on the couple. They will then proceed to the waiting area bar that is well stocked and ready to please where she will order the Fruitastic drink of the day and he will "just have" a Budweiser. After enjoying a basket of Cheddar Bay Biscuits, Iceburg Salad with Ranch Dressing, and a Lobster Fest entree, they will ponder dessert but only ask for the check.
Following dinner the date must continue to the Premiere Cinema 16 located inside the Gadsden Mall, "It's where to shop.", between the Sears and Belk. Although it is unacceptable to put down the armrest between the daters, at least one of the outside armrest must be used to hold the Coke Icee they share.
The evening ends as the boy drops the girl off at her house. The boy can be assured a kiss: if the girl had a good time, she will want him to ask her out again, and if she did not, she will feel sorry for him and not want him to be sad, so he will receive a pity kiss. These kisses with conflicting meanings can lead to uncertainty and confusion on the part of the boy. However, he can soon clear up any doubt by asking his friends if she had a good time, because the girl will have told her friends about the date in its entirety who will, in turn, tell the boy's friends everything she has said.
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