It was a great weekend back in Tallahassee, I really have missed my friends from there since I've moved. I'm not the only one to have moved away in the past year, but being back with a lot of them this weekend really made me realize how much I've missed them.
Today's song in my head: The background music in "NBA Jam"
Why?: Over the course of the past 2 days, I've played this game for about 5-6 hours, but who's counting. I'm not a video game player by any means, the newest video game system I bought was a Playstation 2 back in 2004, now it's nothing more than a DVD player.
NBA Jam was my favorite video game back in high school, I beat that game on just about all the difficulty levels. Needless to say, this past Friday night in Tallahassee when I overheard Adam and Mike talking about how they were going to play it on Saturday, I invited myself to the participate. It took a little while to get back in the swing of things, Mike easily won the first 4-5 games any of us played, but after that the 3 of us took equal turns beating each other. It's just a great and fun game, I've always been a fan of sports video games and the fact that you can finish a game so quickly is half the fun.
The background music and the color commentary of the announcers will be running through my head for awhile.
Dumbest thing I heard over the weekend: There really wasn't anything dumb heard or said over the weekend, it was just a bunch of friends hanging out with each other. There was one great story I heard from a few people and the story never changed. A former co-worker, Lori, was taking a job candidate to dinner one night and let the valet service at a local restaurant park her car. The valet left her doors unlocked when it was parked, so when they brought the car back to her after the meal, there was a homeless man sitting in the backseat drinking a beer. Lori got her car from the valet and noticed the homeless man so she started asking questions to the valet and restaurant staff. There was a question asked by the manager of the restaurant (clearing trying not to take any of the blame) to Lori that went something like this:
Manager: Are you sure he (homeless man) wasn't there when you dropped your car off?
Really??? Who keeps someone like that in the backseat of their car . . . idiot manager. Apparently, the car smelled really bad after all this, Lori did get the restaurant to pay for the inside of her car to get detailed.
Happy Sixth Birthday, Mason!
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