A day in the life of Chee-delt

So good. All the pot stuff is a little over the top, but such a...

Mon, 11 May 2009 02:31:00 -0400

So good. All the pot stuff is a little over the top, but such a good song from the heir apparents to Sublime.

Luck be a lady tonight

Mon, 11 May 2009 01:46:33 -0400

“Luck affects everything; let your hook always be cast. In the stream where you least expect it, there will be fish.” - Ovid (gotta love the Classics. Only fools laugh at the latin language-also Ovid.)

I recently had the chance to reconnect with a lot of lovely ladies that I hadn’t seen in ages. By ages, I mean about seven or eight months. But the girls I got to see are all very, very close friends that I was worried that I’d never see again. Honestly.

But I got lucky.

I got a chance to go to see those friends thanks to an invite to a dance. I was at HSC Greek Week and got to see two dear Hollins friends, Miss Brynn Hoffman and Miss Samantha Cole, who decided to make the trip on a whim. I was never planning on going back, but a few things happened that night that changed my mind. In passing, I mentioned that I wanted to get back to Hollins to see people. Brynn, without missing a beat, asked me if I’d like to accompany her to their Cotillion (Hollins prom).

It was there that I got to see all those great friends that I had missed. The great part was that they were all just as excited to see me as I was to see them.

I know that I was only a Hollins boyfriend. But I’m glad to know that so many Hollins women saw me as their friend as much as their friend’s boyfriend.

But I guess the real test of my luck will be how well I keep in touch with them down the road. I’m going to see most of them again this week, and if my luck holds up, I’ll see them again sometime soon.

maryanne: Thanks for teaching me how to find humor in every...

Mon, 11 May 2009 00:57:54 -0400

maryanne:

Thanks for teaching me how to find humor in every situation and that it’s okay to have fun.

Happy Mother’s Day!

Ditto. Today, my mom was telling me how nice I was. I responded by saying that I had no idea where I got it from. She told me I was a stray, then said we had a really nice mailman one time. I found this hilarious, of course. I owe my sick, twisted sense of humor to her and her alone. Fuckin’ awesome.

p.s. Mom’s lookin kinda fit there, Mary….I mean damn.

The finer things...

Thu, 07 May 2009 03:36:00 -0400

Tomorrow, I’m going to Farmville. Yes this is a post about the finer things in life, and I know that Farmville, VA and the finer things in life are usually mutually exclusive, but this is going to work.

I’m going down to see a few of my best buds. They’re about to graduate from Hampden-Sydney, which is a blessing and a curse all at once. True, there will be no more tests, conservatives that push the boundaries of hyperbole and you actually get to see girls on a daily basis. But there’s nowhere quite the same as Hampden-Sydney.

Sure, everyone says that about their college or university because frat x throws down mega-hard or whatever. But Hampden-Sydney is great for those weeknights where you want to do something really stupid. I mean really stupid. And the best part is that it’s not too hard to talk another guy pushing the limits of boredom to be your wingman for something moronic, and at Hampden-Sydney, that wingman is usually no more than one or two phone calls away. Hell, he might live nextdoor.

So what better way to celebrate H-SC’s coddling of moronic activity than to do it one more time?

Tomorrow afternoon, I’ll be hitting the road with a handle of bourbon and some high quality cigars. If you get a call, I might not remember it. If you’re down there, give me a call.

I Win

Tue, 05 May 2009 11:51:59 -0400

I just do. After a weekend like that, there’s no other way to put it. I win.

2009 and people are still eating their placenta

Tue, 14 Apr 2009 01:16:22 -0400

2009 and people are still eating their placenta:

(via maryanne)

I just yacked in my mouth a lot.

F my life gem

Mon, 30 Mar 2009 12:54:12 -0400

It doesn’t get much better than this:

Today, my boyfriend started affectionately calling me “Burt Reynolds” because I wax my upper lip. FML

Rough.

My new favorite website

Sun, 29 Mar 2009 23:20:08 -0400

It’s called fmylife.com. It’s hysterical. People can just go on there and write about awkward situations in their lives, like this one:

Today, I can’t decide what’s worse, my mom walking in on me doing the five knuckle shuffle, or the one hour talk the next day about how it’s perfectly normal and even she does it. FML

Then there are really awkward situations, like this one:

Today, I decided to send my boyfriend a pic text of me naked. I accidently sent it to my dad and got a text back saying “You definitely take after your mom”. FML

Then, there are really, really awkward situations. This is the best one I’ve seen on there sofar:

Today, I went on a first date with an Egyptian/Cuban sorority girl. I asked her what language she was brought up speaking. She said that her mom spoke to her in Spanish, but that she only ever replied in English. I said, “Oh, kinda like Chewbacca and Han Solo?” FML.

Good god. So good.

I collect awful 80’s songs. This is one of my faves.

Sun, 29 Mar 2009 19:04:04 -0400

I collect awful 80’s songs. This is one of my faves.

This is Girl Talk. He’s coming to HSC for Greek Week. I...

Wed, 25 Mar 2009 00:41:35 -0400

This is Girl Talk. He’s coming to HSC for Greek Week. I never thought I’d say “OMG, I CAN’T WAIT FOR GIRL TALK!”

But for real, I can’t wait for Girl Talk.

Always love the Sperrys. They’re way too comfortable....

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 17:06:06 -0400

Always love the Sperrys. They’re way too comfortable. It’s almost unfair.

How's the humble pie, Greivis?

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 14:15:42 -0400

I think I crammed my long weekend about as full of sports as possible. It was full of win. Liverpool spanked dat Villa ass. Ichiro is still number one. But I’m not here to talk about any of that. I’m here to talk about a royal doucher on Maryland’s basketball team. No, not Gary Williams. I’m talking about Greivis Vasquez.

This guy had the balls to say this about second-seeded Memphis:

“If [Memphis] played in the ACC Conference, they’d have a losing record in the league. They’d probably win all of their games outside the league and have a losing record in the league. The ACC is too tough.”

If that wasn’t enough, Vasquez dug himself even deeper.

Memphis “needs some competition,” Vasquez said. “It’s going to be a fight. I don’t care who guards me. I’m going to go at him and at the whole team. I’m such a competitor. I don’t care who’s in front of me. I’m going to compete.”

Vasquez did compete. He just happened to compete against a much, much better team.

Maryland lost the game 89-70, with a 20-point blowout narrowly avoided by late Maryland baskets. Love it. Now, the only thing left to see in the NCAA tournament is Tyler Hansbrough bawling like a baby when he doesn’t win the title.

Peer Pressure is the Coolest

Sat, 21 Mar 2009 13:45:18 -0400

ninaslunchin:

Fine, I gave in. This tumblr thing is actually really cool. I’ll give it a chance and MAYBE move my blog to here. Maybe I’ll keep both - write my very long descriptions of my life in Israel (that are also family-friendly) on the blog and write random shit on here. Regardless, you two can stop hounding me now mmmkay? thanks :)

I’m lovin it.

"Is this Mr. and Mrs. Matt?"

Mon, 16 Mar 2009 19:17:52 -0400

“Is this Mr. and Mrs. Matt?”

- Lawrick, our cab driver for the week (via maryanne)

You’ll have to excuse me while I vomit.

Two words, Nina: COME ONNNNNNNN

Wed, 04 Mar 2009 11:28:19 -0500

maryanne:

chee-delt:

Long have I longed to be as cool as one Mary Le. With this tumblr or WTFE it is, I’m one step closer. Yusssssssssss.

Dear Nina Cohen,

The Lunchboxes request that you too join Tumblr and transfer your Tel Aviv blog over. All in favor say I…

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Two in the mornin, police knockin at my door...or is it the damn Jonas Brothers?!!??!

Wed, 04 Mar 2009 03:11:19 -0500

This is the real reason why I started this little deal here. I’m always up absurdly late. I figure a nice little late-night rant could be a good time-killer right before I drift off.

So I went to see the Jonas Brothers movie. There, I said it. I did it to help out my pops. He had to review it since it was the only thing out. I didn’t want the guy to go have to see it by himself because that’s miserable and what does misery love? Company. Plus, there are worse things that I could’ve been doing with my time. Once I discover one of those things, I’ll let you know.

The film did have one redeeming moment, though. During one of their whiny, pre-pubescent wailfests they call songs, all three of them drop their instruments and pick up these gun-looking deals. They start shooting something into the crowd of tiny teeny-boppers. At first, it looked like water through my 3D glasses (they still suck, no matter how many dimensions they have). I had to ask the obvious question: have the Jonas Bros turned their concert into a modern-day underage wet t-shirt contest? I was floored. But upon further inspection, it was a viscous white foam. Aww skeet skeet, Jonas Bros?

The film’s low point came when when the three aforementioned douchers were watching some New York television station that showed clips of bands that blazed a similar path through legions of screaming, crying, rabid teenage girls to stardom. The first band that popped up was The Beatles. Not one of the three thought the comparison was out of place, nor did anyone else in the movie theater. Lennon and Sir Paul had more talent than these three ever will. Even Yoko wasn’t as tone deaf as these clowns. I hope these fools follow the path of Vanilla Ice

Walking out of the movie theater, there was a receptacle for the 3D glasses with a sign that read “Recycle and Save the Earth” or something along those lines. I’m sorry but you just destroyed my brain. I’m keeping these stupid things because you never know who is going to put out another 3D movie (I’m pulling for Miley Cyrus so I can watch the creepy old dudes file into that theater).

Rant over. Hoping for sleep now, I just have to get those damn catchy Jonas Bros songs out of my head…I MEAN FINISH WORKING OUT BECAUSE I’M WAY RUGGED.

This song is probably the coolest.

Tue, 03 Mar 2009 12:11:15 -0500

This song is probably the coolest.

I'm doing this to be cool like Mary Le

Tue, 03 Mar 2009 11:28:12 -0500

Long have I longed to be as cool as one Mary Le. With this tumblr or WTFE it is, I’m one step closer. Yusssssssssss.