4.12.06 -- 11:10 a.m. -- More frequent entries, less content... 1-2-3 go.

For the next three weeks JB is in Africa. That leaves me as point man -- interim interim director. So far - so bad. Monday was pretty poor but I managed to survive. I think it was the beautiful weather that saved me [70+ degrees!]... whats not to love about Minnesota.

This weeks question was submitted by ours truly Dan Schaefer a.k.a. dirty.

"Should every woman sleep with Coleman Schelitzche at least once?"

In short, yes. The reasons to sleep with Coleman Schelitzche greatly outnumber the reasons not to. For instance: He has an outstandingly hairy chest. He is a pilot. He's watched a lot of "adult videos" which can be chalked up as experience, a valuable asset in the bedroom. He drives a Saturn. I could go on all day, but I won't. Instead, I will leave you with this advice. If you have not known [in the biblical sense] Coleman Schelitzche, please do so, for your sake not his.

This last weekend was by far one of the finest I have had in a long while. Friday night I hung out with Roeb, Hammorachel, Nate, and Nate's now ex-gf. Applebees half price apps and dollar beers were totally taken advantage of. Follow that up with a little Aristocrats in a room full of people who are completely offended/disgusted and you have an awesomely good time.

The kicker of the weekend was definately Saturday. In the morning I met my dad at Discount Tires and replaced the winter tires with the much sexier summer tires. I'll get some pics up next time I give it a wash. Follow that up with an oustanding lunch at Grand China Buffet and you have one satisfied guy. After lunch I spent the rest of the afternoon helping the rents with landscaping projects. I also fired up the chainsaw and made a man outa myself. We grilled out [beer brats, and chops] for dinner and I cleaned out Donald's stash of Sam Adams.

Saturday night we celebrated L. Cookie's 23rd birthday at the American. The night started off with a bang -- baloons and booze in the Cook apartment. After E. cook arrived we found ourselves at the American for a night of alcohol, karaoke, and lesbian fun. Rather than describe the whole night, here is a list of the top ten [in order from most to least awesome].

1. Cookie stands up and starts heading for the bathroom. The bar shouts out "LAUUURAAAAA" and she raises her hand in triumph right before she falls to the ground like a dead bird.

2. Cookie was on her way to the bathroom and brushed past a couple of lesbian ladies that took to her liking. One said "hi...bye.........hey cutie!" and then proceeded to undress Laura in her mind. It was premium entertainment.

3. Watching E. Cook stuff way more juicy lucy in her mouth than any of us thought possible.

4. D-sway being chivalrous enough for all of us guys, carrying cookie from the bar to the car, from the car to her apartment, pulling her hair back while she threw up, patting her back.... oh d-sway... do you have to raise the bar so high for the rest of us?!?!

5. Starting the night off with five star rare blend even though its been decided that it is just to rare for my likes.

6. Balloons

7. Walking into Perkins -- getting judged as the sorriest bunch of college kids ever -- having E. Cook drop f-bombs and talk about herpes just loud enough so the surrounding families could hear.

8. Cookie totally ditching out on HER birthday breakfast celebration by sleeping instead.

9. Emc losing her check card.

10. Nate and I getting stuck with $55.00 worth of the $65.00 bill.

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Sunday I actually got to spend some time playing softball/football/frisbee with Nate. Como is already flourishing with beautiful babies. And that, was my entertaining weekend.

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