The Pitch

I can hardly think of whenever the last time it was that I actually went and blogged on here. It's definitely been a while but for sure, it's been overdue.
In all honesty, I'm here at work waiting for football stories to come through so who knows how long that's going to take. I could be here for a while.

In other news, I'm actually getting some time off this weekend. I'll probably actually clean my apartment up a little bit. It looks decent right now, but my goal is to get it a lot better. Especially the bedroom. Where I sleep. And that's about it. Recently, I bought a bunch of picture frames for around the apartment to decorate. A lot of the picture are me and my friends. Most of them happen to be female, except for me and Chase. Chase is obviously a male. It might shock some people to know that females actually allow me to get close to them every once in a while but on rare occasions this does happen. To answer my Dad's impending question, Yes. They are all American.

Fall sports is over and so is football. My teams missed the playoffs this year so it was weird tonight to not have to go roam a sideline. It's a great workout to walk around 700 yards in a game (Total guess) and my thieghs are all solid now.

I've been to 3 weddings this year and the latest one involved my second cousin who will be referred to as TT. TT got married which of course raised the inevitable question of "Do you have a girlfriend yet." Just what I wanted to hear. I was able to avoid the garter and some poor 12-year-old preacher's kid (found that out after the reception) ended up getting the dubious honor. Kids today are just not into that. Me either.

I got the pitch again the other day from the pub. The pitch is this: It is basically someone's attempt to be a matchmaker and give the most creative or awful ways to ask someone out. Pub is really trying hard as is most of the people that I know I think which involves the professors at school, I think. I know Dr. Z will also ask me whether I have found a special lady or not when I see him on Nov. 29. In all reality, it would be really cool to date. But not real optimistic about it right now. MySpace girls are messaging me trying to "know more about me." That's quite interesting, but nothing has come of it yet.

Lindsay and I have been playing Scrabble on Facebook lately. It's a slow process but in our first game, Lindsay has a tight 78-76 lead at this point. Neither of our vocabularies got much help in 10th grade English from those vocab books. What a freakin waste of time.

OK, that's enough happy reading for now. I will write back again at some various juncture. New sports guy starting Monday. Hoody hoo.

We need an addendum to this story. See, in between the first passage of hilarious writing, I discovered I was once again given the pitch at the R2. It's always nice to know it's being done in secret too. Of course, I just shook my head and kept my minimal/non-existent/sensible expectations exactly that. I actually thought it was kind of funny. I really wish I got paid every time I was given the pitch. Oh right, Mallory gave me the pitch too on Thursday night. He asked me "Why wouldn't you like to go on dates?" Of course I had to clarify that I never actually said that.

This makes me smile though. I'm gonna just love hearing the pitch a few more times next week, because well, it always does come up.

Man, I wish my football teams were still in the playoffs. I wonder how Kittanning is doing. A real football team, SRU, destroyed a fake football team, Lock Haven Thursday night, a lot to a little. I also had to laugh. I jumped on the chance to run a story about how IUP is losing sports scholarships because of their dimwad coaches that got caught and then left the scene of the crime before they got caught. Fascinating timing. The story actually ran twice in the paper that day. I noticed and didn't say anything haha.

I think I'm really done this time. This will be a riot to whoever reads this. Oh and I need to think of big words for Scrabble or something.