In The Ends

"We only want to be free. And as funny as it sounds it's all we want. To not have our egos bound with the rays of suns. Because man should be free as falling rain. To find what he loves even if it's pain" - The Growlers

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Scabbies: The man, the myth, the legend

Before Scabbies arrived in LA for his three week stay the question looming was "Can Scabbies handle LA?" I myself was not quite sure. We are talking about a kid who has only four things in his life that he truly cares about: the Cubs, the Bears, the Bulls, and anything related to The University of Iowa. His family doesn't even make the list. That's no joke, his family is ranked #12 right behind cheeseburgers with mushrooms on them or "mushy burgers" as he likes to call them, which are ranked at #11. Scabbies surprised me, however, and now the question that continues to linger now that he is gone is "Can LA handle Scabbies?"

To start at the beginning, I can't imagine how excited Monique was to see this sight on her living room floor as she returned home on Friday night after a long week of work....
















Scabbies got a good taste for what LA has to offer. LA clubs, celebrity-filled restaurants, and beach bike rides were all in the mix. Monique, as she always is, was an unbelieveable hostess for him, arranging her personal driver to take all of us around LA and even taking us to the spa for manicures and pedicures on a hungover Sunday morning. For those of you who know Scabbies, watching him sit in a chair with Asian women massaging his arms and clipping his toenails was entertaining to say the least.

I feel as though Scabbies has gone back to Chicago a more cultured person. Hanging out in Koreatown for a night eating tofu and watching Korean karaoke, celebrating the birthday of a 25 year old Arab girl with her Arab friends, and partying with 40 year old women at Skybar all contributed to Scabbies being exposed to different cultures, whatever those cultures might be.

Scabs also pushed himself physically. We did a 5 mile walk home from the bars one night because I was too stubborn and poor to get a cab, I think it just about broke him. We also did a 20 mile bike ride that almost killed him. He got injured in both of these instances, but then again, he gets injured doing just about everything.

While celebrating Ruane's 26th bday at Katana, the joke of the week became poking the person next to you, pointing at Scabbies and saying "Happiest kid ever." He certainly had every reason to be.





























































































































Not to compete with the Scabby emails, but his best quote was, when referring to my giving strippers money at the strip club, "Don't lay it out there like it's dog food, man. Make them work for it."

I've known Scabbies since the 4th grade. You don't find loyal friends like him around every corner. It was great having him out in Tinseltown. Can Scabbies handle LA? Yes, it's clear he can. Can LA handle Scabbies? I think the verdict is still out. TM

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

LA Women

If you pretty much never drink beer, you might be an LA woman. If you get sloppy drunk after 2-3 drinks, you might be an LA woman. If you can’t go the beach during the day and go out at night because going to the beach doesn’t give you enough time to get ready to go out, you might be an LA woman. If you are having a joint 25th birthday party with your friend who is also turning 25 as well as having an individual party for each one of you and if someone wishes you a happy birthday while at the party for your friend’s birthday and if you say “You can’t wish me happy birthday tonight, this is Andrea’s birthday party, my party is on Friday,” you might be an LA woman. If you go up to a guy at a club and say hi and chat with him and then ask how old he is and if he says “I’m 23” and if you literally point and tell him to “Just go” because he is too young, you might be an LA woman. If when asked where the state of Iowa is you reply, “Iowa…….that’s somewhere in the middle, right?”, you might be an LA woman. If “flaking” is a word that you typically use to describe your behavior related to plans that you have made, you might be an LA woman. Not to stereotype, but if it fits.......




























































































Sunday, October 01, 2006

RT #1: Vegas

I have had some time to sit back and reflect on Reunion Trip #1 to Las Vegas. In a sense, the Vegas trip was exactly what we had hoped for when we were trying to agree on a reunion site: a city that would serve as an extension of Iowa City. And I think in many respects, that goal was achieved.

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You get the idea.


And when it's all said and done, the destinations for these reunions are meaningless. We could have fun anywhere, Branson, Vegas, Boise, Chicago.....it doesn't matter, as long as everyone gets back together. And there have definitely been some visible changes to everyone (Bart, you sexy bitch!) As I cruised out of Vegas and into the desert, I was left feeling fortunate to have such a solid group of friends. Not everyone leaves college with a crew that rolls this deep and remains this tight. Until the next adventure, onward and upward, gentleman.

























































































































































































































And here is a quick example of what happens when a kid from Chicago goes out by himself and gambles from 3am until noon the following day.......