MY NAME IS CHIP. WEIRD SHIT JUST SORTA HAPPENS TO ME. THIS IS A SOME OF THAT SHIT.
In 2007, I went to Ann Arbor with Smells to watch Michigan destroy Notre Dame. I love Notre Dame football and have always wanted to go to the Big House, Michigan’s Stadium. We got there on Friday night and did the usual campus drinking. We woke up Saturday morning, tailgated and headed into the stadium. When we got to our seats, I started feeling that “Uh oh” grumble down below.
Our senior year at Dayton we lived near the prime parking area for commuter students, right near the academic buildings. I’d park my Wrangler right in front of our house and leave it there for weeks. (Except of course to drive to the bar every night.) We pretty much had a reserved house parking spot, right in front of our place.
Dear Metra Rail,
I am on a strict schedule. I have a routine. I wake up, shower and then chug an enormous coffee from Dunkin Donuts. I then get on your 2107 train to Fox Lake at exactly 7:49 a.m. For the past 7 years, you arrive at the Western Avenue stop every Monday – Friday at exactly 7:49, exactly. I like to sit in the same seat every morning and I will read the Tribune and kibbutz with the regular riders. Once I’m done with the paper I’ll either rest my eyes or do the Sudoku, I’m cool like that.
I signed up for the Army right after high school but my reporting date wasn’t until November so I had a few months to kill. I got a few jobs to make some quick loot and because my dad wouldn’t let me just dick around the house all day riding my skateboard.
On a cold Monday night at UD after watching football, drinking warm leftover keg beer and eating too many chicken wings, the KY Gentleman was forced to relieve himself on our front porch. I’m not talking about #1 here… this is called the poop story of the week for a reason.
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.
May 10, 2012
Chip
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