After what I would consider the best day of sightseeing in Colorado Springs, we spent 11 miserable hours driving through the desert in order to get to the Arizona Diamondbacks game. We arrived to the game at what we thought to be on time, but due to the no daylight savings thing Arizona’s got going on, we were in our seats, ready to go a half hour before the game. It’s a good thing the beers were only $4 & the corn dogs $1.50 as that kept me occupied until the game started. The retractable roof made for a cool stadium- in both senses of the word- but we had to watch Pittsburgh play… AGAIN. Why is it that people insist on wearing Ben Roethlisberger jerseys in public? I mean, you don’t see me sporting Chris Brown attire around.
We only spent a total of about 15 hours in Phoenix, and given the triple digit temperature, it was enough for me. Onward to California! After making a quick trip to Joshua Tree, we drove into LA. I’m not ashamed to say that I partook in the ultimate cliché and played California by Phantom Planet when we rolled in… you know, the O.C. theme song. First stop: Sherman Oaks to visit the big brother. Chris moved out here about 3 years ago so we don’t get to see each other much. He & his roommate came to the Dodgers game with us & proceeded to supply me with beer during the game & one hell of a Dodger Dog. It’s no Big Red Smokey, but it runs a close second.
What do 90210, Saved By the Bell & Dawson’s Creek have in common? Other than each having some kind of connection with 89 Mill (the Dawson’s Creek poster, the Saved By the Bell birthday bash & just a general obsession with Jason Priestly I’m sure a majority of you had) the star of each was at the game. Ian Z, James Van der Beek & everyone’s favorite army brat turned wrestling jock- AC Slater all attended the game. We also saw the best thing I’ve ever seen. And by best, I mean worst. A marriage proposal via the jumbotron. Note to my future boyfriend/fiance/sugar daddy: A proposal via jumbotron is a guaranteed no.
Afterwards, we went to Venice to meet up with Ashley & McKenzie. Two fellow Harvard on the Hocking alums. We went to a bar across the street from the girls’ apartment, which led to the ineluctable hangover this morning. Apparently going out would be the demise of my entire body because not only did light/sound/movement in general hurt my head, I also woke up with a broken toe.
When I called my step dad to have him make a diagnosis via telephone, he asked what had happened. Naturally, I had no answer, which led to him asking how many times I’ve been ‘loaded’ on this trip. I’m expecting an intervention when I get home. Funny thing is I really wasn’t loaded, I’m just dumb sometimes when it comes to remembering what I did more than 10 hours ago.
So today we spent the day on Venice beach, first at the beach & later moving to an outside bar where the shampoo effect occurred.* Later in the evening we got to West Hollywood to visit Matt’s friend from high school, Kristen. We went to a park that overlooks the entire city before making our way to a half-price sushi restaurant. Matt got a little excited & ordered enough food to feed a small army, so we’ve got lunch for tomorrow.
Blogging in detail is a new idea for me. I don’t know if you even care to know that I got my first sunburn of the summer, that my body is slowly planning a revolt against me, or that I hate Ben Roethlisberger (let’s be serious, don’t we all?) But since I’ve still got your attention, I must be doing something right. So I’ll be sure to keep doing this more often- so you have something to do while you’re at work.
1. * 1. Shampoo Effect
A residual drug or alcohol phenomonon in which, during a period after a heavy binge, only a small amount of the recently-abused substance is needed to re-activate your buzz. So named after what happens in the shower when you "rinse and repeat": only a tiny bit of shampoo is needed the second time around to achieve a full sudsy lather.
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