MY NAME IS CHIP. WEIRD SHIT JUST SORTA HAPPENS TO ME. THIS IS A SOME OF THAT SHIT.
I ran this adventure race called the Wild Scallion where you do all kinds of crazy shit around town with a team of 4 people. Pretty fun, I signed up to do it with Bobby Ford and a couple other friends. The gist of the race is you run about 15 miles, Rollerblade, run some stairs, kayak, swim and bike all over town… It sounds like a pain in the ass but it was actually pretty awesome, however; it also did become a literal pain in my ass.
Smells, Policy and I went to an Irish bar here in Chicago last weekend. We cozied up to a table next to the window, had a few beers and threw back more than a few shots of Tuaca. After about at least four hours of “blades and bows” and “learn and do,” Policy asked “Is something burning?”
Is this guy even for real? In addition to blowing my fantasy week, Ryan Fitzpatrick wears his wedding ring on the field? During the game? We’re not talkin bout practice… We’re talkin bout the game. This isn’t Reggie Roby sporting a watch and punting during the game, this is a starting quarterback in the NFL. Is there a bigger sign of being whipped than wearing your wedding ring on the field in the NFL? I blame that wedding ring for at least two incompletions. Dude, you went to Harvard, go be a lawyer or something where it’s not so weird for you to sport that bling.
I went to a friend’s wedding a few years ago on the east coast. Pretty standard wedding, with nothing epic to report from the reception itself. However, the phone call I got a few days after the wedding was fairly noteworthy.
October 19, 2011
Chip
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