We're Singing in the Rain

It's October, so the weather is getting really crappy...

Wait, what's that you say? It's still September? So all this horrible weather over the past few weeks came during the part of the year that's supposed to be nice? Son of a...

Anywho, David and Jason spent an enjoyable evening in Fremont with Sarah, Saira, and some grad-school types. Jason was really drunk and can't remember most of what he told people, but he is confident in his eloquence.

On Saturday, the boys "tailgated" in the basement for the UW-USC game. Someone should let the house know that there is nothing involved in hanging around in your basement with your laptop that could be called tailgating.


The Huskies put up a good show against USC, but a fumble and a dropped interception late in the game killed hopes of a miracle comeback. This season, like Seth's senior-year mission to "get lucky," is a story of "almost, but not quite."

Upon futher review...

...maybe it's a good thing everyone in internetland hasn't been appraised in the goings on at 7502 Winona.

Seth and David are spending the best years of their early 30s watching sitcom reruns on a laptop. This is actually an improvement from a few minutes ago, when Seth was reading lines from a Monty Python sketch. All the while, Jason is eating Wavy Lays and onion dip because he's a little stressed out about work this week.

Thirty is the new...screw it, I can't do this.

September Update

We haven't written anything in the space for a while, so here's what's going on at 7502:

Seth has a crippling head cold. Most people would drink some tea, take a lozenge, and rest for a couple days. Not this guy. He's wearing a sock on his throat and babbling incoherently. The residents of Mother Theresa's orphanage would pity him looking the way he does.

David is loving the NFL apparel ad where the female Giants fans do overelaborate handshakes.

Jason is also sick, but he's way less whiny about it.

David, Seth, and Saira enjoyed yesterday's Husky football debacle at Teddy's on Roosevelt। A joint known primarily for monthly Biker Nights. Though the game didn't go the Dawgs' way, everyone got really really drunk and Sarah scared the crap out of Jason (who watched at home) when they got home.