Monday, May 15, 2006
Draft #100
If you are an avid reader of this blog, then odds are you don't come here looking for world news updates, automotive information, self help advice, spiritual enlightenment, or anything that might possibly stimulate your brain on an intellectual level.
Hopefully......you read this pile of a blog because you like to laugh (or you just have time to kill on a daily basis), and not because you use this site as a reason to feel better about yourself, like a "At least I'm not this guy" type affirmation. Whatever your reason, I'd like to thank you for reading and making comments. Without you, I'd just be talking to a wall.
One of the more common questions I get from the 7 or so people that read this blog has to do with the comments and who certain people are. So today I'd like to clear the air and do a little breakdown and give some information about the people that make this all possible, and by "this", I'm referring to this colossal waste of time otherwise referred to as my blog.
Sloppy 2nds: My brother Adam. The coolest cat in town. Enjoys a cold one from time to time. Resembles our uncle Allen/Alan? when he grows his hair out. Doesn't like to be touched. Hates it when you answer a question with a question. Doesn't like to be asked too many questions in a row. Can cook like nobodies business. Will answer to the names Buckwheat, Buck, Wheat, Buckhaus, and Haus. Always had to take the white Boss Hog car whenever mom bought us the Dukes of Hazzard Hot Wheels combo pack during our youth (I always got the General Lee car and I'm sure Haus has a lifetime's amount of rage built up because of it). He has the biggest biceps in our family.
The Fourth Earl of Excelor: My friend John who helped me win the Paradise Mobil Scholarship award in high school. The award is given to the student who exhibits an interest in; sports, not moving far from home for collegiate purposes, and showing promise in the field of not stealing shit. John has large testicles, loves to drink whiskey, appreciates a good hot lunch program and the concept of the "2nd entree" and is the father of witty prose. He was an all-county defensive end in high school and has legs the size of tree trunks. He will destroy all who oppose him in NCAA football for Playstation I, and was my Homecoming date on more than one occasion (we skipped and went to Brewers games at County Stadium). Was a Brady Clark fan before being a Brady Clark fan was cool. He currently resides in California.
Vindigiorgio: My friend Justin, who was the only other person in our graduating class at WB West to play varsity football, basketball, and baseball (me being the other of course). The only difference between the two of us is that he could be found on the field/court while I was watching from the sideline. He is a fiery Sicilian who was ejected from his 2nd to last basketball and football games in high school and consequently had to miss the final game of the year in each sport due to WIAA conduct regulations. He likes to maintain a killer tan while relaxing near or in the closest body of water available. Other hobbies include beer and playing with his weiner. Like John, he now resides in California.
Nate: Another 2000 graduate of WB West. He attended UW-Lacrosse and I probably only saw him once a year for the football draft during college. He holds the basketball all-time scoring record for St. Mary's Catholic grade school and was a two-time All Star for Albiero Plumbing during his little league days. Nate, Adam, and I were all teammates in little league, probably winning a combined 5 games in that tenure. Nate once did the electric eel during a prep rally, had his voice crack while introducing his folks on parent's night for basketball, bulldozed a cheerleader before warmups, and once laid host to one of the biggest calculus cheating secessions of all time (there was a final takehome project due and somehow Nate had access to someone who actually finished it and from there I think that project got copied over twenty times. That night, his house was just a revolving door for kids who waited until the last minute to get started and were looking for the quick fix). He was one of the founders of TJS (team jock strap) a formal title given to the guys who warmed the pine for our basketball team. He loves the Cubs as is evident by his blog. He's a farm boy without the farm boy physique. He's a great example of not caring about what other people think. He'll dance, sing, or whatever in front of whoever, whenever. You could go on for days about Nate, but to sum him up the best, the guy just has a big heart.
Mark- Formerly of the Sagen/Kieckbush/Schroeder/Rohlinger/Cording clan, this 2000 WB East graduate is the only known commentor of this blog that has made the leap into the unknown realm of marriage. So either he knows something we dont' know, or we know something he didn't know. Either way, I can honestly say I've never slept over at the guy's house before. We experienced two crushing defeats in Senior League championship games as Teacher's teammates. Mark is also a Cubs fan. He once told me to untuck my jersey at a Holquist organized basketball camp held at Badger Middle School because he claimed that nobody tucks in their jersey. I took a look around and noticed he was right, so I followed suit. Mark was wearing a white Patrick Ewing jersey that particular day if I recall correctly. He is not a big fan of Wal-Mart and was one of Paradise Mobil's most courteous customers ever, he always said hi whenever he stopped in for smokes. He joined forces with John sometime near the end of college through their love of whiskey and Bob Dylan. Mark is now a Californian.
Themagicrat: My friend Pat. I got to know Pat through my brother-in-law Todd and playing Wednesday night softball in Allenton. Pat enjoys; listening to Buffet and Springstein, drinking vodka/waters, golfing, gambling, crushing the buffet, women who look like Anna Kournikova, Badger hockey, staying in shape, drinking, festivus, Dale Murphy, and the way things used to be. Pat doesn't enjoy; the NBA, people throwing snow balls at his neighbors mailbox, Wisconsin weather, Al Gore, rhubarb, fireworks, parades, the Cubs, the Bears, punks, and cutting grass. Pat lives in Jackson, WI and his social events of the year include the NCAA tournament, a 2-3 day binge fest of all you can eat booze and basketball. In December, he hosts a chili-dump/sheepshead party. It's his last hoo-rah before the dreaded Christmas season starts to put him down a notch. His last chili/sheepshead party came complete with an actual festivus pole.
Creola- Kurt is a swinging bachelor in his early 30's much like the aforementioned Patrick. He is a graduate of UWM and has been a Marquette basketball season ticket holder for, oh I don't know, 6-9 years. The UWM alumni board is currently working on getting his degree revoked. Just kidding, UWM's basketball program was pretty lame back in the day, so Marquette was his only choice for big city basketball entertainment since he's also not a fan of the NBA. Kurt enjoys the "occasional" alcoholic beverage, taking trips to the cashino, golfing, running, and most recently, the Brewers. Kurt and I have hit up about 6 games so far this year and in that time we've come to two conclusions. One, cactus league nachos are the bomb, and two, Bill Hall is the man. Kurt got pretty pissed up after one of our Saturday football games this fall and he ended up disco dancing on the ledge of the window at the bar. He made $4 in tips from the ladies. I puked on the side of his jeep once.
Well there you have it, the magnificent seven. Maybe someday, if the stars are aligned just right, and the moon is at a quarter crescent, and a rainbow is spewing ponies from the sky, then maybe, just maybe, we'll all find each other sitting around a campfire, drinking heavily, sharing tales of our misadventures, drinking heavily, laughing, getting gum stuck on our pants, and then passing out only to awake the next morning to talk about how much we drank the night before, and then figure out who is going to get the food to soak up the booze. That would be grand. Thanks again to all of you, you're some of the nicest people a guy could know.
Honorable Mention (a special thanks to all the closet readers): Ben, John N., Troy, Corey, Zannah, Elissa, Todd (pretty much have to poke him with a stick to get him to read), and whoever else is out there. Perhaps one day you will break your silence and join the masses, all seven of us.
# posted by hucklebuck @ 11:05 AM 
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Hey man, thanks for the kind words. Also, are you sure it was a calculus project? I thought it was for physics after we went to Great America for that stupid project and we had Janke walk around like a retard. Although, it could have been for Calculus as well. Either way, it was an enjoyable time.
The one I was at, was definitely calculus. I guess Salisbury Rd. was a hotbed for "homework collaboration" meetings. Shame on you.
hey, now I remember the calculus project, yes, definitely had both of those "study sessions" at my house. I guess my ability to get my hands on answers to tests/projects came at a young age as I used this skill to get through college
Vin and I never fraudulently passed a Physics exam. You can even ask the girl who runs the copy machine at Banner Crafts, she'll tell ya.
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