He's in the PI

Hey, alert the Pulitzer Surprize committe, Seth done got himself an article put in the newspaper.

Wow, We Watched a Ton of Football

Last Saturday was a time to sit on ones tush for eight hours and watch college football, and that is exactly what we did. It wasn’t just the Apple Cup that had us gain a collective twenty-seven pounds, it was also the Pac-10 Championship game, and of course THE BIGGEST FOOTBALL GAME IN THE HISTORY OF ALL THE UNIVERSES COMBINED AND MULTIPLIED BY ONE HUNDRED-- # 1 Ohio State vs. #2 Michigan.

We were joined in three hour shifts by Levi, Seth’s dad Larry, Josh, Mike, Saira, Sarah, and Courtney, who ditched her husband’s rich friend’s Cougar party out in Lake Sammamish to hang out in our basement and eat apple chicken sausage and chips and salsa off of our hobo table. Hmmmm we fear, that there soon may be a Judkins Park condo on the market.

The Apple Cup was made more enjoyable by our concoction of hot apple cider with cinnamon and rum. We had so much of it to drink that it appeared the Huskies were winning.

Oh my goodness, they are!

With one last chance for the Cougars, a fourth and twelve with just over a minute left, the decision was made that Seth and David would hike up their pants well above their nipple lines. It worked. A sack. Game over. The Cougars were foiled again.

At 8:30, eight hours after it was turned on, our poor television was shut down, and we all went our separate ways.

Except for the comedy stylings of Dusty and a delightful BBQ pizza made from scratch by Jason Sunday's football action just didn’t have the same magic.

Sat Nov 18-- Apple Cup and College Football Blowout

When: Saturday November 18, 12:30pm.

What we will serve: Apple Chicken Sausage, Apple Pie, Apple Sauce, Swidler’s Special Apple Soda, and uhhh, beer.

What to bring: Anything but chips. Before games we always buy chips and then they just sit in our basement for the next week until we have no choice but to eat them. They fill our belly and make us fat. So if you’re going to be wonderful enough to bring something, please don’t bring chips.

Why: There are three very exciting football games on the picture box that day.

First Ohio State will play Michigan. This annual contest is always a good game. However, this year the teams are ranked number one and two, so the overwhelming hype that is sure to crush our soul, will also get more excited for kickoff then say, the birth of a child.

Then at 3:45 the Apple Cup starts…we wish we had more to say about this game, but really, that’s about it. Even though it may not have the sparkle of years past it’s still the Apple Cup, and we always get excited about that.

At 5pm, the mythical Pac-10 Championship game between Cal and USC hits the airwaves (literally). This game will start off on the little TV, but end up on the big screen. David recently spent some time in Berkeley with Bears fans, so trust us when we tell you, that if they lose this game, Tilden Park will be site of a mass suicide.

Holly crap, this could be the greatest day of our life.

Who to invite: Fans of football, rivalries, and sitting in our basement for eight hours.

Who not to invite: Relatives of Knute Rockne. He ruined the game by introducing the forward pass.

It's a Halloween Party

(A full report on actual Halloween)

The Saturday night before Halloween is one of the biggest social nights of the year. We at 7502 were not going to waste it by sitting around eating Pho and watching On Demand, that is what we do every other Saturday night.

We had been looking forward to Teatro Punanni's (the home of Micelle and Jasper) annual Halloween party since last December.

However, the evening was put in jeopardy, when David's car got towed, Sarah bailed on the roller derby team, and Seth decided to find fault with everything. Only one thing could save the night, a long period of awkward silence...in costume!

Soon the spirit of the holiday took over and we were able to enjoy the party.

Not that it was that hard, let's face it was an amazing party. It was the kind of event where...holly crap she's not wearing a top...sorry. It was the kind of event, where one...woah, that dude in leather is making out with that buff shirtess dude.

Let's just say it was a bit different from a 7502 party, as we found out when we were pummbled with pasties for trying to break out 'Dance, Dance, Revolution.' Oh well, when in Teatro Punanni. We all drank enough to keep Saira asleep on our futon all Sunday and totally shut down Sarah's immune system for the next four days.

Halloween we'll miss you.

(Photos coming soon)

Halloween evening

David and I went to the Kiwi and Kangaroo, it was totally dead there, and, since none of our female friends would come out, we were the two loser guys dressed up in the corner.

Dressed up brilliantly, may I add, as a football coach (David, in a sweater vest with extra paunch) and a backup quarterback (me, in headphones and a visor).

A work friend was over at St. Andrews, so we went over there, but she left at nine. So we were the loser guys again, until we struck up a conversation with a attractive and charming bar regular (full disclosure: she struck up the conversation--I know, I know,) who lured us into a drinking game called "flipcup." The point of flipcup is to get really drunk, and that's what happened. We stumbled home at about midnight. Another successful Halloween, though it would've been more successful if the attractive and charming bar regular didn't have "a boyfriend in Mexico."