though you’re dead and gone believe me, your memory will carry on

After work on Friday I met up with Rachel, RJ, Colby, Jason and Jess, Mark and his boy Ben and some other folks in Davis Square. I ate a hot dog while the rest of them slurped down ice cream.

Colby: Have you eaten six hot dogs?
Me: In my lifetime, or …
Colby: For the contest. If you eat six hot dogs in 90 minutes you get your picture on the wall.
Me: I think I’d like the five years that’ll take off my life, so … no.
RJ: You could just wait until winter then go into hibernation.
Jason: We should enter a grizzly bear in the contest. Man, that’d be awesome.
Me: ‘Um, excuse me sir, I hate to be rude but my manager’s making me ask. You’re not, um, a bear, are you?’
Me: ‘Right, right, okay.’

Eventually, Mark and Ben left to make out, Colby and his friends retreated to his house to prep for Battlestar Galactica, and Jason and Jess went back to eat salad. That left Rachel, RJ and me at a park table in Davis Square.

Rachel: It feels good to be in the majority again.
Me: Do you mean ‘straight people’ or ‘white people’?
RJ: Hey!
Rachel: Both?
Me: Or tall people?
Rachel: No, I wouldn’t – hold on, YES, them too.
RJ: Not that I have anything against straight people – some of my best friends are straight – but they can be a little much sometimes, you know?
Me: Oh yeah. A little flamboyant.
Rachel: I just wish they’d keep it to themselves.

We got bored with each other’s company, so we went to Jason and Jess’s house to play Smash Bros on the Wii. I took a while to adapt to the Wii controls – beating RJ twice in a straight-up fight but losing about ten consecutive matches of 4-for-all. N.B.: playing as Solid Snake is not as cool as it sounds.

We then tromped across the street to Colby’s to watch Battlestar Galactica. Despite nearly getting smacked by Colby …

Colby: Don’t shush me in my own house.
Me: Shh!

… we all cowered around his big screen in sugar-induced terror and watched the last human fleet of Caprica continue to deteriorate. Oh, man.


10 Responses

  1. Regardless of location, Battlestar Galactica isn’t complete without you shushing people.

  2. My Lords of Kobol, that episode of BSG was intense. I really hope they can keep it up.

  3. I don’t need quite that level of intensity, but quality writing I’ll take any day.

  4. now i want spikes, damn you. also, on their walls of fame 6 is nothing. i couldn’t do it, but you gotta aim for double digits.

    really, what kills you is the fucking bun. when you’re just having one hot dog, it’s the best thing in the world, but i can’t imagine trying to shove down like a dozen freaking baguettes in that timeframe D:

    that would be what my old roommate from way back would describe as “bagel heart attack!”

  5. Ha ha. I have put the Spikes in you.

  6. Steph, I ate six recently and am now up there. The buns are the murderers. I could slide down a dozen dogs if they were in normal buns.

  7. Solid Snake was good in 4-for-all. Or maybe I’m just that good at 4-for-all.

  8. Maybe SHUT UP. Maybe that’s it.

  9. Dude, playing Solid Snake in METAL GEAR SOLID is not as much fun as it sounds. I pulled out Snake Eater the other day and all I got was an hour of frustration.

  10. Which is amazing, considering how revolutionary it was at the time. But stealth commando gameplay has moved on quite a ways since then.

    Also: Metal Gear Solid is a pretty fucked up franchise at this point.

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