Lets recap, shall we? I’ll try to make some long stories short, some short stories vanish and some other stories just right.

I landed in Philly at 6ish on Saturday morning the 8th and went to John’s on the way home for my first breakfast sandwich from there. It was magnificent. I wasn’t home long, just enough to clean up, and I was on my way to Penn State by way of Reading. It was raining a lot. Oh man I missed Penn State and I didn’t realize how much until I got there. We watched the game at the G-man because that would be the obvious choice since I used to practically live there. No one has a bad time at the G-man. Unless of course there are stupid whore sorostitutes taking up a table for an hour just drinking water. Franz Ferdinand is worthless. I bet the guy was better than the band. So we were watching the game and having a good time. Knocking back pitchers and eating wings. Celebrating the good times ahead. Penn State pulled out a miraculous 17-10 victory and State College erupted like I’ve never seen before. After celebrating the victory for 10 minutes, we ventured outside to see police, horses, the loop, everybody in the town on Beaver Ave. and a lot of screaming and high fiving. Fun times. After all that, we walked around campus for a while enjoying ourselves, and when I say walk around campus, I mean Tim tried to get himself arrested by going into Porter and picking fights with the RA over Levi Brown. But I can’t blame him. That douchebag RA didn’t know who Levi Brown was, let alone know that he lived behind the door we were standing in front of. So after leaving there, we went to Saturday night at the Apollo at the commons, found our way to the back and took naps while Tim talked to one of his breaking the law hunnies. That was that. Except for trecking to east and messing with B-hand while it seemed like our mother Kaitlin tried to stop us. Oh but we got the last laugh. Memories… yes sir, memories.

Fast forward to Thursday because not much happened except for me eating John’s on Tuesday and Wednesday. I got to rest, but I wish I got that rest the 2nd half of my vacation, not the first, because it meant nothing with what was to come. Thursday was Yom Kippur so my Zeida made me stay until dinner time because he bought a lot of food. Then we left and made it to Reading by 8:00 on the dot. Sorry, am I boring you? You all wanted this. I’ll press on. We spent the first half of Thursday night running errands and the 2nd half drinking, playing guitar and chasing Baxter to get my stuff out of his mouth. I said stuff, not junk.

Friday. What can I say about Friday other than Tim showed up and we went to All you can eat pasta at Olive Garden. Sweet! After lunch we went back to Taylor’s and chilled I think. I can’t recall. We could have done other stuff until the rehearsal but I don’t remember. The rehearsal was fun. It was like a wedding, but a wedding where you can make jokes throughout the whole thing. After that we went to dinner and talked for like an hour. Then Tim got all hot and sweaty and we had to leave. We went back to Taylor’s where it was just us guys and we started… to… have… a… good… time? Well after Taylor had to run more errands. Stupid wedding got in the way of everything. But then we got to drink, hang out, be merry. Tomorrow was gonna be a long day.

And it was. There was more stuff to do and what seemed like no time to do it. Between the crazy photographer, the heartbreaking Penn State game and, oh yeah, the wedding, the day sure had its ups and downs. I’ll hit the big points. A GIANT STINGING INSECT LANDED ON MY GLASSES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CEREMONY AND PROCEEDED TO BUZZ ON THERE AND THREATEN MY LIFE FOR LIKE AN HOUR!. Well it was more like 25 seconds but it was dangerous. I mean the thing was as long as my glass. Finally after Tim stopped laughing at the situation, he swatted the bug away. Then I was able to get on with the ceremony. But we’ll press on. After that it was time to focus on the game. Eh, we better not. Let’s focus on the good times had. After the good times at the reception, we went back to the hotel, said our goodbyes and tried to have a little more fun. So Tim and I go outside to throw the football a little and we’re having a good time. Until the cops chase us. Off of a street. For having a catch. Yes, it sounds absurd but it was true. So instead we just went in because I guess it was late and we had to be up early. I had a flight to catch.

In the morning it was more goodbyes and a long travel home. Reading to Philly, Philly to Atlanta. Atlanta is worthless. The people are retarded, live in slow motion and they delayed our flight from Philly 30 minutes which made us have to catch the next flight back to Vegas which was 3 hours later than our scheduled flight. But it was cool. I got to watch some football. We got back to Vegas late that night and my vacation was over. Oh wait. I didn’t have to go into work Monday. Sweet. 1 more day to take it easy. I’ll take it. But that’s about it. I forgot a lot of stuff I bet but I’m guessing the comments’ll fill in some good stuff. This post is long enough. And don’t give me any “holy crap he posted” comments. That wouldn’t be funny at this point as we’ve already had “why aren’t you posting?” posts. I just posted this post so we can all get on with our lives.

I’m currently watching: NFL Football: San Diego Chargers at Philadelphia Eagles