Sunday Episode II : attack of the clones...
yeah yeah, lame title and hardly even a play on words with the bad star wars movie. hey, i was only born on the same date as billy shakespeare thats all, we're two completely different people! my sisters, however, have been called clones before...
as previously referenced both my sisters were coming over today to hang out, the youngest one from all the way out in the ghetto...ahem, i mean ypsilanti (sarah, a JR at EMU) and the middle from ohio (rachel, M.S. student at Ashland University). rachel had not been to the new place before, and i usually try to keep sarah at bay, so i figured this would be fun...
II.
none of the davids are normal, we should just get this out of the way right now. those of you that know me have seen the place, probably talked to me from time to time (when trapped or fooled into doing so of course) and have reached that conclusion about me. who else would choose to live in an apartment with more than 1000 gallons of water that you can't even drink? ok maybe james and damon, but that's besides the point. rachel and sarah don't fit the 'normal' mold much better, and when we all get together its usually pretty crazy and the inside jokes, friendly insults and criticisms fly at light speed. i am pretty sure we scared my roommate james, or at least rachel definitely did with some weirdo joke from crank-yankers where she just repeats 'you've got mail' in that AOL voice over and over.
i digress.
it was a good time and the three of us went out to eat at the Red Hawk Bar/Grill on State Street...this is one of my favorite restaurants in town, and i just about always get their crusted catfish sandwich (one of their specialities, and i highly recommend it). now those of you that think my eating fish is some sort of cannibalism should rethink the logic in such a quandary and yes, for some reason i get asked this all of the time. you are all hilarious.
while at red hawk we proceeded to criticize the server (its my curse to get the bad ones everywhere) but he really got his act together and 3 refills of iced tea later (and a heck of a lot of splenda) we were impressed with the service. we pretty much ran the gamut of all topics, but one particularly interesting comment related back to this blog and the previously referenced (and photo-documented) party at (what will eventually be called) 'the pond' on south U.
both of my sisters looked at each other with a goofy look and sarah asked me if team BOWFIN was a flip-cup team. well the answer to that is yes and no...but i had to say yes in this particular circumstance. rachel had initially asked sarah a few days ago what team bowfin was and sarah told her it was our team name for trivia at BW3...which is correct and where the team originated. now we also use it for any competition involving myself/james/damon in some combination on a team.
provided with the BW3 info from sarah, rachel proceeded to state that in the photos there were a heck of a lot of cups lined up on the table and she didn't see any trivia game-pads or buffalo wings anywhere. right, so anyway, take from that what you will. i also found out that my sisters (who are 3 and 7 years younger than me) knew about flip-cup long before i did. i am so freaking cool. anyway, maybe once a year does such a competition come about, and as bowfin tends to do in a variety of situations...the good old Amia calva dominated.
for those of you that know me, to broach that topic is a pretty crazy thing; especially ironic that i was discussing this situation with my friend sarah (can i call her my friend now too julia? :)) just the previous night and she was in a similar situation. anyway, enough of that, still funny though.
i will leave you all with some pics we took today as my sisters proceeded to terrorize my fishes and pretty much act as normal as possible (for our family anyway).
as previously referenced both my sisters were coming over today to hang out, the youngest one from all the way out in the ghetto...ahem, i mean ypsilanti (sarah, a JR at EMU) and the middle from ohio (rachel, M.S. student at Ashland University). rachel had not been to the new place before, and i usually try to keep sarah at bay, so i figured this would be fun...
II.
none of the davids are normal, we should just get this out of the way right now. those of you that know me have seen the place, probably talked to me from time to time (when trapped or fooled into doing so of course) and have reached that conclusion about me. who else would choose to live in an apartment with more than 1000 gallons of water that you can't even drink? ok maybe james and damon, but that's besides the point. rachel and sarah don't fit the 'normal' mold much better, and when we all get together its usually pretty crazy and the inside jokes, friendly insults and criticisms fly at light speed. i am pretty sure we scared my roommate james, or at least rachel definitely did with some weirdo joke from crank-yankers where she just repeats 'you've got mail' in that AOL voice over and over.
i digress.
it was a good time and the three of us went out to eat at the Red Hawk Bar/Grill on State Street...this is one of my favorite restaurants in town, and i just about always get their crusted catfish sandwich (one of their specialities, and i highly recommend it). now those of you that think my eating fish is some sort of cannibalism should rethink the logic in such a quandary and yes, for some reason i get asked this all of the time. you are all hilarious.
while at red hawk we proceeded to criticize the server (its my curse to get the bad ones everywhere) but he really got his act together and 3 refills of iced tea later (and a heck of a lot of splenda) we were impressed with the service. we pretty much ran the gamut of all topics, but one particularly interesting comment related back to this blog and the previously referenced (and photo-documented) party at (what will eventually be called) 'the pond' on south U.
both of my sisters looked at each other with a goofy look and sarah asked me if team BOWFIN was a flip-cup team. well the answer to that is yes and no...but i had to say yes in this particular circumstance. rachel had initially asked sarah a few days ago what team bowfin was and sarah told her it was our team name for trivia at BW3...which is correct and where the team originated. now we also use it for any competition involving myself/james/damon in some combination on a team.
provided with the BW3 info from sarah, rachel proceeded to state that in the photos there were a heck of a lot of cups lined up on the table and she didn't see any trivia game-pads or buffalo wings anywhere. right, so anyway, take from that what you will. i also found out that my sisters (who are 3 and 7 years younger than me) knew about flip-cup long before i did. i am so freaking cool. anyway, maybe once a year does such a competition come about, and as bowfin tends to do in a variety of situations...the good old Amia calva dominated.
for those of you that know me, to broach that topic is a pretty crazy thing; especially ironic that i was discussing this situation with my friend sarah (can i call her my friend now too julia? :)) just the previous night and she was in a similar situation. anyway, enough of that, still funny though.
i will leave you all with some pics we took today as my sisters proceeded to terrorize my fishes and pretty much act as normal as possible (for our family anyway).
do NOT tease the gars!!!
i don't even ask questions. note: the bucket on the left contained two goldfish that sarah used to own that she has now dumped on me...i told her their survival is not guaranteed in any of my tanks.
i don't even ask questions. note: the bucket on the left contained two goldfish that sarah used to own that she has now dumped on me...i told her their survival is not guaranteed in any of my tanks.
well, it was fun to get together for some familial insanity!
you can check out a link to sarah's online journal in my blog link section, and i am sure there will be more crazy pics to follow when we go to the UM vs EMU game next week. <:><
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