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OK, not me, but Karen was last night! She’s technically not allowed to write about her Jets Cheerleading experience (rulez shmulz) so I’m doing a post dedicated to her new-found fame. Here she is cheering it up (or focusing intently) in last night’s Giants/Jets game.
She’s thinking, “I could crush a walnut with my biceps.”
UPDATE! And she got a marriage proposal last night.
Tags: Cheerleading, Football, Jets, NFL
I’ll be the first to admit that I was never really a soccer fan. It’s not that I don’t like the sport, it’s more so the fact that I was absolutely terrible at playing soccer when I was little, and all of my friends were better than me so I naturally developed a gigantic bias against everything about the sport. Competitive much? I’m working through it. Anywho, though I’ve never really followed anything related to the sport, I will, again, be the first to admit that I’ve totally hopped on this World Cup bandwagon. I’m not ashamed. I’m actually having a good time. And if the US wins today, I might even consider buying one of their snazzy navy blue jerseys. What? I think they’re pretty stylish in that sexy Polo Ralph Lauren kind of way.
Make fun of me if you please, but check out the video below and maybe you’ll change your mind. It makes you feel pretty proud to be able to witness this year’s World Cup.
Gives you goosebumps, no?
Tags: Landon Donovan, Soccer, USA, World Cup
So the World Cup is going on in case you hadn’t noticed. We don’t exactly follow soccer, nor do we find games that end in a score of 0-0 exhilarating, but we do like hot athletic menfolk. And we do like watching them while throwing back a few beers amongst other menfolk, and womenfolk. Okay enough with the folk. I mean what the folk? Sorry.
Anyway! What I was trying to say was, no we don’t really watch soccer but the World Cup can be a fun excuse to get together and have some fun, and for you single ladies to meet some dudes. And don’t worry if you happen to be clueless about soccer, if know college basketball you may find this article really helpful. A friend of my husband’s wrote it and it compares college basketball to World Cup. It’s pretty clever and helpful and a great way to impress that hottie manfolk over in the corner 
Tags: balls, basketball, hot manfolk, NCAA, Rush the Court, Soccer, World Cup
I was at Urban Outfitters last night and saw some of the coolest bikes on display. Evidently Urban Outfitters has teamed up with Republic Bike. You can check out the site here. There are 2 types of bikes to choose from: Plato, which is like a beach cruiser, and Aristotle, which is single-speed. After you choose which type you want, you can customize to be any color you want including the wheels, the gears, the handlebars, everything!
I have always wanted a colorful beach cruiser with a little basket on the front to cruise around on. It’s pretty impossible here though with all these crazy hills and traffic. Maybe one day though when I move to Santa Monica, hehe.
Tags: bike shop, republic bike, urban outfitters
I had the inebriated courage privilege of attending Bay to Breakers last year with some friends. We dressed up as a dodge ball team. I decided not to go this year, but I have a friend going as part of the Norwegian curling team which I think is awesome. Now if you’re not from the Bay Area, you may not be familiar with this race. I use “race” loosely because really it’s only a handful of real athletes competing. The rest are a bunch of costumed drunken buffoons following behind as they stumble from one side of the city to the other. There are floats sometimes, a lot of naked people, and plenty of booze.
To give you a better idea of what your morning (yes it starts at 8am) entails, I found this handy training plan from this dude’s blog. It’s hilarious, and so true. And just so you know, my own experience didn’t exactly go like this.
Step One: Six weeks before the race, start running a little bit every other day. Begin with a mile or two and increase your mileage and frequency.
Step Two: Learn to shotgun a beer. To do this you will need a house-key. And a beer.
Step Three: On the night before the race, go to a bar with 25 of your closest friends. Lie, and claim it is your birthday
Step Four: Continue drinking until approximately 5 am race day
Step Five: Snort some meth. If no meth is available, try ecstasy. LSD will do in a pinch. Avoid cocaine, as it is a diuretic.
Step Six: At about 8 am, pile into a taxicab with several strangers, and ask to be taken downtown. It does not matter where.
Step Seven: Scarf down a bunch of tortillas you find on the pavement.
Step Eight: Make out with some old naked dude while your friends take photos.
Step Nine: Once the race has begun, shotgun a beer or two (this is when all your training pays off!)
Step Ten: Take off all your clothes and begin heading West.
Step Eleven: When you get to the top of Alamo Square, run into the bushes to vomit and/or pee.
Step Twelve: Wander into a house party on Fell Street. WARNING: this could be your last chance for beer!
Step Thirteen: As you pass under the bridge in Golden Gate Park, take a moment to reflect on all your many blessings. Puke again.
Step Fourteen: Wake up naked, cold, dehydrated and confused at Ocean Beach late Sunday evening.
Step Fifteen: CONGRATULATIONS, YOU MADE IT!!!!!
Tags: Bay to Breakers, Norwegian curling team, public drunkeness, public nudity, San Francisco, ugly naked men
We’re playing another doubleheader tomorrow. They put me in left-center field this time. They have LOST their minds. Pray that I catch a ball. And hit a ball for that matter. Here are a few team photos from last week with our cute uniforms.
This was our “bad ass mother-f*ckrs” pose.
The stance of a determined athlete. Look at the fear, er focus.
Well at least I look like I’m having fun as I’m about to be tagged out at home.
This was our “time of your life” pose.
Today is my first game! I will be playing right field. Wish me luck. Hopefully the day will go something like this:
But instead of Pizza Hut, I get cocktails to celebrate 
So for our first game on Saturday, we decided that each player would choose a theme song to be played when they go up to bat. Well immediately I started thinking of all the possibilities. This is my moment to have a theme song! The soundtrack that plays daily in my head is about to be of great use! Which track should I choose?? Would I want a classic one like “Chariots of Fire?” Or something kitschy like “Wild Thing?” Or something completely ridiculous and hardcore by DMX like “Dogs for Life?”
Well after looking through my entire playlist, here are the songs I came up with that I like:
“Lose Yourself” – Eminem
“Glory Days” – Bruce Springsteen
“Supermassive Black Hole” – Muse (a little nod to Twilight – hehe)
“Foxy Lady” – Jimmy Hendrix
“Maneater” - Nelly Furtado
“Hanging Tough” - NKOTB
“Shoop” – Salt n Peppa
“Material Girl” - Madonna
Now I just have to narrow it down to 1. Any suggestions?
Saturday was my first softball scrimmage with my team. Also my first softball scrimmage ever in my entire life. No really. I was not an athlete growing up. I would play little disorganized games with the neighbor kids and whatever required sports we had to play to pass P.E. but that was it. So needless to say I was nervous. I wore my new softball attire minus the jersey (we still don’t have them yet). People complimented me on my uber-softball uniform. I may have overdone it, but my motto was, “If you don’t look the part, you can’t play the part.” So I at least looked like a softball player.
Randy came with me and played with us. He of course was great and the second player chosen when we picked teams. Because my teammates are nice, I wasn’t picked last. So I guess that’s good I guess. I was stuck out in right field (shocker) where a few balls managed to come out my way, WAY too far for me to catch, so instead I chased them down and threw them back in. Woo. I was up at bat 3 times. 1 strikeout (see nervous), 1 ground out, and 1 sort of hit – well it was more like instead of throwing me out, they threw the guy on second out. I made it all the way home though so that was pretty exciting.
So all in all, not terrible. Next weekend is our first official game. I’m going to try not to be completely terrified. I’m comforted by the fact that our team is not that great and more interested in keeping their beer in their hand than catching the ball.
Tags: beer league, Softball
Today is Derby Day. That means big hats, mint juleps and horsies! I haven’t had the privilege of actually attending a Kentucky Derby, but I have gone to several parties to watch it on TV and sport a big hat. Other than the excuse to wear a hat, my second favorite thing about the Derby is the creative horse names. Get a load of these I found from this article.
The sexually suggestive names:
Cum Rocket (1969)
Nut Buster (1942)
Blow Me (1945)
Girls On Top (2004)
Get It On (both 1971 and 1986)
On Your Knees (1977 and 2005)
Spank It (1985)
Go Down (1963), whose sire was Service
Jail Bait (1947 and 1983)
Lagnaf (1978)
Barely Legal (1982 and 1989)
Date More Minors (1998)
Golden Shower (1955)
Pleasure Me (2000)
She Can’t Say No (1989)
Cherry Pop (1961 and 1978)
Ménage Á Trois (1974)
She’s Easy (1978)
Yes No Yes (2000)
Strip Teaser (1980)
Rhythm Method (1982)
Bodacious Tatas (1985)
OHBEEGEEWHYEN (2001)
Tit’n Your Girdle (1988)
Kinky Lingerie (1991)
Hard Like a Rock (1995)
Sexual Harassment (1997)
X Rated Fantasy (1999)
Hardawn (1937)
Wrecked Em (1983)
Pussy Galore (1965)
Cunning Stunt (1969)
The oddly funny ones:
No Fat Chicks (1988)
Oliver Klozov (1967)
Spineless Jellyfish (1978)
Lags Behind (1956)
Chicks Dig Me (2000)
Full of Skittles (1996)
And the drug/alcohol category:
Alcohol Related (2000)
Totally Toasted (2004)
Plastered (1973)
Sotally Tober (1989)
And the best one: “Hoof Hearted” Get it? Say it out loud.
And a pirate fan named their horse “Arrrrrrr” lol check it out:
