Mmm... steaky!
Last night I got smashed for the first time in a while. It was all for a good cause, specifically seeing Brissie lads The Butterfly Effect at The Arena. It was Ms B's first 'rock' concert and even she had a good time.
But back to the getting smashed thing. My friend Masta put on a great feed earlier in the night by dishing up a humungous steak. Let me leave you in no doubt about the size of this piece of meat. It had it's own postcode. And it was very nice. Usually eating a big meal offsets drinking and helps you stay sober. It didn't help much in this case though.
Isn't it amazing how chairs and walls just seem to jump out at you when you're drunk? My trip to the toilet (every 5 minutes or so) was generally a case of me pinballing from one piece of furniture to the next until I eventually found myself in the right place. The mosh pit at the concert wasn't nearly as brutal.
And then I did what any overly confident fool in my inebriated state would do. I decided to perform maintenance on Masta's PC.
I vaguely remember doing something to his router configuration and attempting to install a game from dvd. Anything else that was done to the machine is a blur and I take no responsibility for it.
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I checked my site referrals this morning and noticed that someone found my blog by using the search string "I am gay", which is from this post. Firstly to that person, thank you for visiting Blogstorm. Secondly, I must point out that I used that phrase in jest, so I'm sorry to disappoint you. I am in fact a steak eating, mosh-pitting, raging heterosexual.
Although Ms B once asked me with a very straight face (while we were 'just friends') if I was in fact gay, so I must be putting those vibes out there.
But back to the getting smashed thing. My friend Masta put on a great feed earlier in the night by dishing up a humungous steak. Let me leave you in no doubt about the size of this piece of meat. It had it's own postcode. And it was very nice. Usually eating a big meal offsets drinking and helps you stay sober. It didn't help much in this case though.
Isn't it amazing how chairs and walls just seem to jump out at you when you're drunk? My trip to the toilet (every 5 minutes or so) was generally a case of me pinballing from one piece of furniture to the next until I eventually found myself in the right place. The mosh pit at the concert wasn't nearly as brutal.
And then I did what any overly confident fool in my inebriated state would do. I decided to perform maintenance on Masta's PC.
I vaguely remember doing something to his router configuration and attempting to install a game from dvd. Anything else that was done to the machine is a blur and I take no responsibility for it.
*****
I checked my site referrals this morning and noticed that someone found my blog by using the search string "I am gay", which is from this post. Firstly to that person, thank you for visiting Blogstorm. Secondly, I must point out that I used that phrase in jest, so I'm sorry to disappoint you. I am in fact a steak eating, mosh-pitting, raging heterosexual.
Although Ms B once asked me with a very straight face (while we were 'just friends') if I was in fact gay, so I must be putting those vibes out there.
Lol, that's comedy gold! I love the pinball effect, until i wake up the next morning with bruises in odd places.
Posted by Steph | 12:53 PM
I get the weirdest searches. This morning it was "man feel good about himself"!
Posted by ChickyBabe | 5:15 PM
Sometimes the pin ball effect is the only thing that keeps me on my feet. I think if those walls were not there I would just keep going until I fell over.
Posted by Citizen_Stu | 7:01 PM
So did you end up being the Pinball Wizard ?
Posted by Huggies | 10:53 PM
Yay for the Butterfly Effect! I too was drunk, although I managed to contain my pinball effect to the moshpit. Mostly.
We got home and drunkenly made popcorn though. It was very tasty at the time... but there was a lot of butter and salt spread around the kitchen this morning.
Posted by Sherd | 11:31 PM
ps I did notice the filming. I assumed it was because I was there.
Posted by Sherd | 11:32 PM
Huggies: I think I clocked the pinball machine. ;)
Sherd: the popcorn sounds sweet. And yeh, I did notice them filming a particularly feisty female audience member nearly the whole time - obviously you. :p
Posted by Bonestorm | 9:34 AM
I always have trouble when outside - when there are no walls - where if you are me you fall off the side of a road into a muddy ditch and proceed to vomit on my new trousers. mmmm the joys of drink.
Posted by matt of comooxdom | 3:42 PM
"I am in fact a steak eating, mosh-pitting, raging heterosexual."
yeeaaaah right!
i get hits from "naturists! hohoho
Posted by Anonymous | 9:21 PM
So after your "tech support" does the PC even start up anymore? ;) Glad you had a great time :)
Posted by MadameBoffin | 11:55 PM
Oh and I really like the new blog look too :)
Posted by MadameBoffin | 11:37 AM
I haven't seen him online since so maybe it's all bad news. :p
Posted by Bonestorm | 1:00 PM
And thanks Boff, my precious hours weren't wasted then. ;)
Posted by Bonestorm | 1:00 PM
I remember thinking the same thing, about whether you were gay or not. But then you started dating this chick I knew once and that whole topic of conversation went down the tube.
Good to hear you're still the 'pinball' wizard. ;-)
Posted by Rom | 3:49 PM