"If you HAD to do a gay guy, i guess Neil Patrick Harris..."

My roommate Andy is a movie buff, and in addition, a film major.

He has not seen Braveheart.

SO in the interest of enriching his life, broadening his horizons, diversifying his portfolio, and welcoming him into manhood, we will be watching said moviefilm this evening. And thank god. I mean, in addition to being a classic epic movie, spanning a lifetime of oppression and colonialism, it arguably contains Mel Gibson's best torture scene!





O, and there's that one smokin' hot french chick.
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In other news! I went to the badger football game today (as i am wont to do. gotta love that Camp Randall!) and there was this massive doucher (in this case, the adjective 'massive' refers to the level of his douche-baggery, and not physical size.) right in front of me, roaring drunk and shouting obscene/obnoxious/nonsensical things and jumping into my conversations the whole time. I wont see it ruined the game for me, because for one, we won a pretty solid victory over a respectable team. Also, I met/got to chat with 3 cute girls!

OK, truth be told, it was 2 cute girls, and 1 semi-homely but very nice girl. The cutest one was wearing a baseball hat slightly cockeyed. super sexy. I'll get back to that.

I was gettin' my flirt on, but she slipped an "i have a boyfriend" somewhere in the convo, at which point i gave up and ended up chatting with her two friends and quietly brooding on ways to snuff the obnoxious spark of life that was the frat boy stumbling into me every few minutes.

Anyway, to celebrate our victory over the Spartans, we will be watching braveheart as previously stated (and for the record, i voted for 300, but everyone decided that they didn't want to watch a movie that idolizes the sissies we just humped up and down the football field. I DID point out that SPOILER ALERT all 300 spartans die at the end (with the exception of Faramir) however, seeing as Andy hasn't seen Braveheart still, i suppose we've made the right choice) followed by an epic journey quest to the Essen House to engage in a little activity i like to call

DAS BOOT

For those of you unfamiliar with this other manly tradition, they pour two liters of beer into a boot shaped mug MUCH LIKE THE ONE PICTURED HERE, and then we DRINK IT!! it's a little more complex than that, and there are certainly rules, but i'm not gonna go into it here. Feel free to ask me if curiosity is gnawing at you.

Once we are good and sloppy, i hope to convince everyone to go to the karaoke kid for some KARAOKE!! good times had by all and whatnot.

Just a quick question: were you guys able to follow that super long strange break in the paragraph about why we are watching braveheart instead of 300 tonight? because in hindsight... well, i'm not changing it, but it IS pretty convoluted.



OK, back to my sexy hat wearing girl comment. Here's the thing... i'm pretty crazy about girls who wear hats. i think it is SO cute!! I dont know the science behind it, but i know that i find them attractive.

This was the style of the cute girl at the football game. Though perhaps not the caliber.

Alright, i think that's all for me today friends!
See you on the morrow!!

First!!

Ok, so this is my first post, and furthermore my first attempt at blogging or keeping any sort of journal ever!! And in the interest of getting to things that i actually care to write about, i think i'll skip what was initially the temptation to introduce myself in gross detail.

For this post, it shall suffice to say that my name is Nick!
And people have on occassion labeled me brutally honest.

Last week i made a revelation. Well, to me it was a revelation. Maybe the rest of you have noticed, and in some small way i think i had too. However last week i realized that the following revelation bothered me.

People don't look at other people when they walk down the street. At least not in the eyes. As i did more research, what i decided was that people will eye one another up from a goodly distance away, picking out friends, acquaintances, and beautiful people, and deciding from 30 feet away or whatever the distance may be, will choose to acknowledge that you exist... or to not.

THAT BEING SAID!

Ive begun taking steps to fix what i percieve as a major problem. Because i need people to acknowledge me.

When people walk by determinedly staring in a direction that isn't MY direction, i do crazy things.

UP TO BUT NOT LIMITED BY
-staring intently at them
-overacting a double (or sometimes triple) take
-waving excitedly as though i'm an old friend
-cat calling
-moonwalking
-challenging them to an impromptu match of rock-paper-scissors ((-lizard-spock) bonus points if you get this reference!)

In addition to the absurd pleasure i get from making these people varying levels of uncomfortable, i get them to LOOK AT ME!

And now that I've achieved my goal, (and this is the crucial part) i smile. For several reasons!!
Firstly, I want to disarm them. After all, I've just made them jump through some WILD social hoops (making eye contact with perfect strangers is much less socially acceptable than it will be by the time i'm through). HOWEVER more importantly, i think my smile might be one of my better features. Moreover, people are more attractive when they smile (usually. There are a few notable exceptions, and the problem is your teeth. For those of you out there that are new to this whole 'getting into Nick's head' thing, take some KNOWLEDGE! i am attracted to good teeth. conversely, bad teeth are a huge turn off. it's kind of a big deal.)! And i want to be found attractive. Because

I AM SINGLE

as i blog this, my roommate Andy would like the world to know that he too is single. and if you want, you can come cuddle with us on the super bed. because there's totally a super bed. Ask us about our super bed.

Alright, so i went to work and when i came back i completely forgot where i was going with all of this, and it's Friday night besides! And i'm off to do friday night things!! SO... more tomorrow i guess!!