Friday, October 19, 2007

I think I twisted my back line dancing

Is there a way to put that in smaller font? As in really, really small can't quite read what it says font?

Yes folks, this morning I woke up and couldn't move. And yes folks, I was line dancing last night. Shocked that there's a country bar in liberal hippie Ann Arbor? Never fear, Diamondback Saloon is conveniently located 15 minutes outside of the city on the I-94 Service Road. You'll recognize it by the hot dog stand located on its front lawn. A fellow country music fan and I had gone in search of our friends Garth, Alan and Toby. Alas, they were nowhere to be found.

The band started on the right foot. And with a 25 cent beer in my hand and my cowboy hat on straight I thought I was ready for the evening ahead. But then the band took a break and the hip hop started. Turn down the lights, queue the strobes, and let the line dancing begin! Girls came out of the wood works with the most complex steps I had ever seen. It took an entire song to learn the moves that you’d never get to show off because the music would end and they’d start a new one. Thank goodness they weren’t too good for the electric slide. Yee haw!

But back to my back. I don’t remember a specific moment when something got pulled the wrong way, but I really started feeling it playing darts later that night. And the surest way to feel the pain is with a scooping grapevine to the left. Ouch.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

If you're going to San Francisco...

Be sure to bring as many outfits as possible. Because it rained on friday, it was hot and sunny on saturday, cloudy and windy sunday, and I stopped paying attention after that.

Oh San Francisco, it's good to be back. It's been almost four months since I left in June, and things are a bit colder but otherwise still the same. The massage chair at work clearly missed me, we had to hang out for over an hour. And it was awesome seeing everybody and catching up on old times. I've had to repeat "Yes, law school is awesome" on several occasions, but I'm getting good at telling the stories and describing life in Ann Arbor.

It's nice too knowing I can still get around the city no problems. After a few more months I'll start forgetting streets, new buildings will pop up, people will move and I'll feel like a stranger. But for now I can pretend I'm a local, eat at as many restaurants as possible, and hang out with my friends for as long as they'll let me.

Speaking of hanging out with friends...

Sunday, October 7, 2007

How now, Trojan cow?

Here in Ann Arbor, everyone hates USC. Which means when Stanford played USC, the Cardinal cheering section was huge. And when Stanford beat USC last night 24-23, the whole city was celebrating with us.

I wasn't even planning on watching the game. A fellow Stanfordian and I had gone out to watch last week, only to slink away depressed from such an embarrassing loss to Arizona State. So when we heard the spread for this week was 41-3, no one even suggested suffering through it.

But good old KZSU is hard to resist with their excellent radio coverage of Stanford sports. And shortly before the half ended, my friend and I were engaged in a gratuitous text battle keeping each other posted on the game we were both listening too. When Stanford scored to make it 16-14, I think we both said something like "WE HAVE TO WATCH THIS!!" and within minutes were screaming at the TV screen at a local sports bar.

I won't bore you with the details, since ESPN and every one else is covering them pretty well. But yes, this was our back-up quarterback starting his first college game ever. Yes, our defense held one of the country's best running teams to under 100 yards total. And yes, this was the first time in 35 games USC has lost at home. Remember who beat them last time? You guessed it: Stanford.

What a great Saturday.