Thursday, November 11, 2004
New Adventures, Pumpkins & Jiffy Markers Pt. 2
So if you haven't read the previous posts, this one might not make so much sense. Get the background first folks. Then this nonsense will all become sparkling clear.
FRIDAY NIGHT
So now that AJ and I were so excited about the way our business went. It was time to play. We got back to Marshall's house, and had a real interesting time parking the truck backwards into the driveway. Our sincere apologies to Marsh's neighbor with the red fence. Step one was to get ourselves a drink! So we relaxed, had a couple of bevies, and told Marsh about our day as we planned the evenings events.
Karen had invited us to the pub she works at for super. We discussed our plans, and Marsh drove us on up. The "Knockan Back" was CRAZY BUSY. I think the three of us got the last table in the place. It wasn't even in Karen's section, but she stole it from another server so we would be at her table. The guys ordered a pitcher of beer, and I ordered a pitcher of Rye and Diet Coke. Karen regretfully informed me that they can only serve 2oz to a person. So doubles it is!
We ordered several appetizers, and full course meals as well. We were starving! The meals were sensational. The food was so great Marshall ordered again after we were done eating. Victoria is entirely non-smoking, so we had to keep running outside to smoke. This created what I'll refer to as "opportunity". As I explained in the previous entry about "battling" between AJ and Marshall. This night was exemplified by the amount of alcohol we consumed!
We were sitting at the table and from out of no where AJ picked up the candle on our table and dumps it into Marsh's beer. Marsh had nothing to say but "good one". So now the game was on for the night! You can just imagine the beer fight continuing for a couple of hours. Our table was getting rather wet. Since we were out of napkins we just grabbed the napkins close at hand. Not thinking that the cutlery inside would now have to be re-washed, and re-rolled. Karen informed us of this fact as she laid out the new roll-ups on the tables beside us. Moments later we needed more napkins as Marsh stuffed a second glass into AJ's beer as pay back. So after the double look over each shoulder, off comes the cutlery roll ups. So Karen was pissed again ... but she couldn't stay mad at us because we tried to fix it for her. Just imagine three drunk guys trying to make cutlery roll-ups from used napkins. So basically you'd have two knives and a spoon tied in a big napkin knot. It was classy. Karen loved us so much! Actually she couldn't even be mad it was so funny.
At this point in time we have a pile of wet napkins on our table. Which make excellent weapons when you are battling a friend. I can't imagine it feels very nice to be whipped in the eye with a wet napkin. Maybe we should ask Marsh to fill us in? Needless to say the fight was on again, and I became sprinkled with soaped up beer. Good times.
Around this point in time AJ and Marshall decided it would be a good idea to have a lime eating contest. But they wouldn't server us a plate of limes. So of course to drunk people, that is ridiculous. Why can't you serve us a plate of limes? You have a whole bunch over there by the bar? "Well I don't have time to cut them all up right now". We did realize that the joint was busy, and the staff were running their cute little heels off. AJ got the bright idea to just give us the limes and a knife. We'll cut them ourselves. I don't remember when this got dropped but the whole lime eating contest just fizzled out. All the talk about limes did make AJ hungry so he ordered a desert from the menu. Then he went to the bathroom ... what a bad idea.
Going to the bathroom again created "opportunity". We decided that the desert was the perfect hiding place for the candle to hide. After some gentle reconstruction work, the small cannister of wax was firmly planted inside the mocha cheesecake. Now I realize this was probably not the most fun AJ had been privy to, but Marshall and I had a blast. It took him a bit to figure out we were dropping hints. He knew we did something ... he just couldn't figure it out. I swear he stabbed the candle about 4 times, and almost ... I mean almost ate the whole thing. It fell off his fork, and it just appeared to be part of the cake. He did finally figure it out. He found the candle after making a ginormous mess. At this point in time ... there are much less people in the bar, and it is rather peculiar that there are no more cutlery wraps on the tables ... well the tables that surrounded us anyways. So we had to _ask_ for napkins, and get cleaned up.
Let us move on to parking lot jousting. Lets just say by this point in the night none of us were driving ANYWHERE. So we took a vote and determined that we would stay at the Knockan Back until Karen had closed out, and then head to some bar downtown. Cool. This decision however gave us all a great "opportunity" to consume larger amounts of alcohol. One of our save the world discussions led us outside, and eventually we took part in parking lot jousting.
Here's basically how it would work. AJ on one end, Marshall on the other end. Five parking barriers in between them. Me in the middle making the call. Ready Set GO! While attempting to maintain some balance they would charge forward, meet in the middle ... let me rephrase that ... crash in the middle trying to knock each other off. I realize this sounds like an episode of "Jack Ass", it it's probably been done before, but this was _very_ entertaining.
FRIDAY NIGHT
So now that AJ and I were so excited about the way our business went. It was time to play. We got back to Marshall's house, and had a real interesting time parking the truck backwards into the driveway. Our sincere apologies to Marsh's neighbor with the red fence. Step one was to get ourselves a drink! So we relaxed, had a couple of bevies, and told Marsh about our day as we planned the evenings events.
Karen had invited us to the pub she works at for super. We discussed our plans, and Marsh drove us on up. The "Knockan Back" was CRAZY BUSY. I think the three of us got the last table in the place. It wasn't even in Karen's section, but she stole it from another server so we would be at her table. The guys ordered a pitcher of beer, and I ordered a pitcher of Rye and Diet Coke. Karen regretfully informed me that they can only serve 2oz to a person. So doubles it is!
We ordered several appetizers, and full course meals as well. We were starving! The meals were sensational. The food was so great Marshall ordered again after we were done eating. Victoria is entirely non-smoking, so we had to keep running outside to smoke. This created what I'll refer to as "opportunity". As I explained in the previous entry about "battling" between AJ and Marshall. This night was exemplified by the amount of alcohol we consumed!
We were sitting at the table and from out of no where AJ picked up the candle on our table and dumps it into Marsh's beer. Marsh had nothing to say but "good one". So now the game was on for the night! You can just imagine the beer fight continuing for a couple of hours. Our table was getting rather wet. Since we were out of napkins we just grabbed the napkins close at hand. Not thinking that the cutlery inside would now have to be re-washed, and re-rolled. Karen informed us of this fact as she laid out the new roll-ups on the tables beside us. Moments later we needed more napkins as Marsh stuffed a second glass into AJ's beer as pay back. So after the double look over each shoulder, off comes the cutlery roll ups. So Karen was pissed again ... but she couldn't stay mad at us because we tried to fix it for her. Just imagine three drunk guys trying to make cutlery roll-ups from used napkins. So basically you'd have two knives and a spoon tied in a big napkin knot. It was classy. Karen loved us so much! Actually she couldn't even be mad it was so funny.
At this point in time we have a pile of wet napkins on our table. Which make excellent weapons when you are battling a friend. I can't imagine it feels very nice to be whipped in the eye with a wet napkin. Maybe we should ask Marsh to fill us in? Needless to say the fight was on again, and I became sprinkled with soaped up beer. Good times.
Around this point in time AJ and Marshall decided it would be a good idea to have a lime eating contest. But they wouldn't server us a plate of limes. So of course to drunk people, that is ridiculous. Why can't you serve us a plate of limes? You have a whole bunch over there by the bar? "Well I don't have time to cut them all up right now". We did realize that the joint was busy, and the staff were running their cute little heels off. AJ got the bright idea to just give us the limes and a knife. We'll cut them ourselves. I don't remember when this got dropped but the whole lime eating contest just fizzled out. All the talk about limes did make AJ hungry so he ordered a desert from the menu. Then he went to the bathroom ... what a bad idea.
Going to the bathroom again created "opportunity". We decided that the desert was the perfect hiding place for the candle to hide. After some gentle reconstruction work, the small cannister of wax was firmly planted inside the mocha cheesecake. Now I realize this was probably not the most fun AJ had been privy to, but Marshall and I had a blast. It took him a bit to figure out we were dropping hints. He knew we did something ... he just couldn't figure it out. I swear he stabbed the candle about 4 times, and almost ... I mean almost ate the whole thing. It fell off his fork, and it just appeared to be part of the cake. He did finally figure it out. He found the candle after making a ginormous mess. At this point in time ... there are much less people in the bar, and it is rather peculiar that there are no more cutlery wraps on the tables ... well the tables that surrounded us anyways. So we had to _ask_ for napkins, and get cleaned up.
Let us move on to parking lot jousting. Lets just say by this point in the night none of us were driving ANYWHERE. So we took a vote and determined that we would stay at the Knockan Back until Karen had closed out, and then head to some bar downtown. Cool. This decision however gave us all a great "opportunity" to consume larger amounts of alcohol. One of our save the world discussions led us outside, and eventually we took part in parking lot jousting.
Here's basically how it would work. AJ on one end, Marshall on the other end. Five parking barriers in between them. Me in the middle making the call. Ready Set GO! While attempting to maintain some balance they would charge forward, meet in the middle ... let me rephrase that ... crash in the middle trying to knock each other off. I realize this sounds like an episode of "Jack Ass", it it's probably been done before, but this was _very_ entertaining.
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That's basically how it would look. Sometimes the call was pretty easy to make. Sometimes it was just a flat out draw. Like the one where Marsh slipped in between the second and third barriers, got his foot stuck and then AJ leaped across the whole middle parking cinder block and tackled him. It looked like it kind of hurt ... but I was too busy laughing at them. I apparently missed the one where Age got it in the Jelly Beans. I went back inside after a while and it happened right after I left. After quite some time, and my need for a new cigarette I went out side to find AJ just getting up. I think he was down for about 20 minutes. I also missed the one where Marsh ducked out of the way and AJ lunged at him ... and missed. It was apparently just as good.
So for last call we order two pitchers, doubles and a round of shooters. Gotta love that drunken logic right? We discussed the absent waitress with the plastic boobs for a while, and then we perched ourselves by the actual "bar", as Karen finished her cash out. Since we were lucky enough to know staff, they would actually let us back in after closing when we would got outside to smoke again. So after knocking em back at the Knockan Back all night long it was finally time to leave. After another round of jousting in the parking lot, and getting very bizarre looks from K, we went to her car.
Now Karen's car is not entirely built for large people, but we managed to squeeze everyone in. The door would open form the outside I think. I guess that's just a trend in Victoria. SO we were off for the late nite part of our adventure. zipping through the streets of Victoria @ 1:00 A.M. as fast as we could to get to a place called "The Boom Boom Room". Yes ... we actually went to a bar called the "Boom Boom Room". It's the bar where all the little 19 year old sluts go to get laid apparently. We managed to not break Karen's car, and for the record she did plead with us to not break her seats crawling around like a bunch of apes. We parked in a parkade downtown, and walked a couple of blocks. Some other bars seemed busy and the streets were bustling with people. I was just following the leader so to speak. We crossed the street, and headed down boardwalk type steps to sea level. The Boom Boom Room was in the basement of a building, down the steps, at sea level. Melissa said "Funny how the boom boom room is right where all the sewage comes out from Victoria into the ocean". I didn't become aware of that until after the night.
The bar was small. And we went from drunk to completely _HAMMERED_. I was informed that rye and diet coke is not a very common drink, and at this point in time it all tasted the same to me, so when the bar tenders messed up and kept giving me rye and ginger, I had no complaints. I actually like rye and ginger, I just started the night with diet coke, and kept on track. Then we talked about the smutty girls in short skirts. One of them even befriended Karen at the end of the night ... just chatting her up I guess. We had some gross tequila cranberry shots, and something else. And then last call was over and the bouncers were kicking us out.
We decide our next adventure was to find Mr. Tube Steak. So we started to walk through downtown Victoria looking for the hot dog guy. Age and Marshall still battling as good as ever. All of a sudden AJ is lying flat on his back in the middle of the sidewalk. Onetime punch and AJ bites the dust. It was a very impressive moment in the night. So we ignored the street people, and the cougars asking us for joints. And we made a bee line for the hot dog cart. We managed to get the last 3 smokies he had going. Then we argued about the CFL with other patrons hanging around. mmmmmmmm ... good smokies.
We stumbled our way down the street and poured ourselves into a taxi. Back to Marshall's house. Go to the front door, AJ was kind of wobbly. So the traditional gesture of help is to push him backwards and make him fall down. AJ's retaliation however involved accidently smashing Marshall's head square into a very very solid looking door. The C-R-A-C-K was amazingly loud, and he had to take a breather before we went in. Finally we are home. But the night isn't over yet. We it basically was for AJ because he passed out within minutes of landing on the couch. We ordered pizza.
So with AJ passed out, and the pizza not coming for about 30 minutes, we again had "opportunity". Out comes the jiffy markers. I'm not sure how funny it would have been, but I'm fairly confident the pizza delivery guy would have busted a gut laughing. We couldn't get AJ up to answer the door with "I love cocks" marker-ed on his forehead. Too bad ... it would have been great. The marker thing just went from bad to worse. AJ had entire stories on his legs, black lips, and a huge smiley pumpkin drawn on his chest. "Trick Or Treat". I must tell you that this was a very hard task to accomplish due to two things. AJ kept wrestling around and moving. And it's kind of hard to not laugh when you are drawing on your friends face after he passed out. Marshall had to quit several times because he was laughing so hard. I left the room so I wouldn't wake AJ up. I realized later that wasn't possible anyways.
So I won't include the pictures on here. But I do have copies of them (Thanks Marshall). I stumbled downstairs to crash for a few hours. I did hear AJ wake Marshall up in the morning. Apparently with the biggest charlie horse ever. I heard a few screams and lots of laughing. I knew he saw. Not all of it yet ... more screams came later. He washed most of it off. I doubt he could have flown home that way. Thank God it was washable. It was quite the adventure. We basically killed some time, picked up vehicles, and went to the airport for an early flight. What a crazy time.
Well that brings to a close my adventures in Victoria for two days. I'd like to thank AJ for setting this all up, Marshall for everything he did, Karen And Melissa for letting us stay with them, Chris & Chris & all of the staff at Power Soft. I had a fantastic time and I'm greatly looking forward to being back on the Island soon.
Cheers!
So for last call we order two pitchers, doubles and a round of shooters. Gotta love that drunken logic right? We discussed the absent waitress with the plastic boobs for a while, and then we perched ourselves by the actual "bar", as Karen finished her cash out. Since we were lucky enough to know staff, they would actually let us back in after closing when we would got outside to smoke again. So after knocking em back at the Knockan Back all night long it was finally time to leave. After another round of jousting in the parking lot, and getting very bizarre looks from K, we went to her car.
Now Karen's car is not entirely built for large people, but we managed to squeeze everyone in. The door would open form the outside I think. I guess that's just a trend in Victoria. SO we were off for the late nite part of our adventure. zipping through the streets of Victoria @ 1:00 A.M. as fast as we could to get to a place called "The Boom Boom Room". Yes ... we actually went to a bar called the "Boom Boom Room". It's the bar where all the little 19 year old sluts go to get laid apparently. We managed to not break Karen's car, and for the record she did plead with us to not break her seats crawling around like a bunch of apes. We parked in a parkade downtown, and walked a couple of blocks. Some other bars seemed busy and the streets were bustling with people. I was just following the leader so to speak. We crossed the street, and headed down boardwalk type steps to sea level. The Boom Boom Room was in the basement of a building, down the steps, at sea level. Melissa said "Funny how the boom boom room is right where all the sewage comes out from Victoria into the ocean". I didn't become aware of that until after the night.
The bar was small. And we went from drunk to completely _HAMMERED_. I was informed that rye and diet coke is not a very common drink, and at this point in time it all tasted the same to me, so when the bar tenders messed up and kept giving me rye and ginger, I had no complaints. I actually like rye and ginger, I just started the night with diet coke, and kept on track. Then we talked about the smutty girls in short skirts. One of them even befriended Karen at the end of the night ... just chatting her up I guess. We had some gross tequila cranberry shots, and something else. And then last call was over and the bouncers were kicking us out.
We decide our next adventure was to find Mr. Tube Steak. So we started to walk through downtown Victoria looking for the hot dog guy. Age and Marshall still battling as good as ever. All of a sudden AJ is lying flat on his back in the middle of the sidewalk. Onetime punch and AJ bites the dust. It was a very impressive moment in the night. So we ignored the street people, and the cougars asking us for joints. And we made a bee line for the hot dog cart. We managed to get the last 3 smokies he had going. Then we argued about the CFL with other patrons hanging around. mmmmmmmm ... good smokies.
We stumbled our way down the street and poured ourselves into a taxi. Back to Marshall's house. Go to the front door, AJ was kind of wobbly. So the traditional gesture of help is to push him backwards and make him fall down. AJ's retaliation however involved accidently smashing Marshall's head square into a very very solid looking door. The C-R-A-C-K was amazingly loud, and he had to take a breather before we went in. Finally we are home. But the night isn't over yet. We it basically was for AJ because he passed out within minutes of landing on the couch. We ordered pizza.
So with AJ passed out, and the pizza not coming for about 30 minutes, we again had "opportunity". Out comes the jiffy markers. I'm not sure how funny it would have been, but I'm fairly confident the pizza delivery guy would have busted a gut laughing. We couldn't get AJ up to answer the door with "I love cocks" marker-ed on his forehead. Too bad ... it would have been great. The marker thing just went from bad to worse. AJ had entire stories on his legs, black lips, and a huge smiley pumpkin drawn on his chest. "Trick Or Treat". I must tell you that this was a very hard task to accomplish due to two things. AJ kept wrestling around and moving. And it's kind of hard to not laugh when you are drawing on your friends face after he passed out. Marshall had to quit several times because he was laughing so hard. I left the room so I wouldn't wake AJ up. I realized later that wasn't possible anyways.
So I won't include the pictures on here. But I do have copies of them (Thanks Marshall). I stumbled downstairs to crash for a few hours. I did hear AJ wake Marshall up in the morning. Apparently with the biggest charlie horse ever. I heard a few screams and lots of laughing. I knew he saw. Not all of it yet ... more screams came later. He washed most of it off. I doubt he could have flown home that way. Thank God it was washable. It was quite the adventure. We basically killed some time, picked up vehicles, and went to the airport for an early flight. What a crazy time.
Well that brings to a close my adventures in Victoria for two days. I'd like to thank AJ for setting this all up, Marshall for everything he did, Karen And Melissa for letting us stay with them, Chris & Chris & all of the staff at Power Soft. I had a fantastic time and I'm greatly looking forward to being back on the Island soon.
Cheers!
