Where to Start?


--I am very excited about July 13th and July 21st. These are some of the most important dates of the year for Harry Potter fans as the last installment of the series will be released in book form, and the Order Of the Pheonix movie will be in theaters. Surely there is a lot to be excited about. But, for some people....Eugene.....the Harry Potter series is "shitty." I don't think I need to go on a rant on how stupid a comment like that is. We'll just leave it with....Euge, "You're dead! You're done! I'm going to fucking kill you! You're Biggie! You're Tupac! I hope your plane crashes! Peace fucker!"


--Shane's last blog entry was bad. The title was six years in the making and what do we get? We find out Shane likes Harry Potter, and more specifically Severus Snape. Awesome. That's like me writing an entire NFL season preview and only writing that I like the Broncos and my favorite player is Champ Bailey. I know he's going to release his "predictions and expectations" soon, but until then I'm very disapointed. He only updated so his blog doesn't become like Nathan's/John's/Josh's/Tom L's/Mike L. I anticipate better from you in the near future braa.


--As one of four varsity players (The Four Horsemen) to attend the lax camp this week I can honestly say that we have a legitamate chance to capture the division title next year. Brighton and HFL are weak. Hilton lost a lot of people on defense and in the midfield (their attack were never very good). Thomas will be our only threat. We talk down their talent because we took them to overtime this year, but they're going to be good. Pat Morrill is a lot better than anyone (myself included) gives him credit for. I have played with several people at the Thomas camp this week and realized that despite losing DsCaLzZz and Brendon Rothfuss they are going to be good. Gurowksi is awesome. He's not a scorer but he sets up everything in their offense. Nick Scalzo will lead the way offensively for the Titans and upcoming lefty Jackie-O will replace Rothfuss. Obviosuly they won't be as tough as the were this year. But we cannot underestimate somebody we have never beaten. Especially when they have Jake Zeigler. He's just nasty. Needless to say, our games against them next year will be highly anticipated events.


--Wiffle ball has been on the decline of late. We don't go in the backyard as much, but when we do it's usually for mini lax. Which is awesome, I really love minilax. But everytime we play it I end up doing good and Shane gets all pissed off at me. I think wiffle ball should make a comeback soon. Who's comin' with?

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--After a week of our Summer time Golf Championship I am in the lead with 14 points. Josh is tailing me closely with 11 points. Trailing him is Shane with 7 points. And bringing up the rear is Eugene with 0 points. Eugene is actually tied with Nathan who is yet to go golfing in his life. That's what you get for bashing Harry Potter bro. The winner of our little tournament by summer's end wins a leather jacket compliments of Steve and Barry's. I am personally rooting for the selection of the "Hot Rod" jacket. I have tried to persuade a few of my friends into purchasing them on more than one occassion and this might be my big chance to get a Hot Rod jacket.


--Speaking of funny clothing.....I am officially worried about jorting it to school next year. There's still a lot of baseball left to play but the Red Sox are playing out of their minds and we're not. Hopefully I can pull the jorts off on 80's day or somethin' so I don't look to retarded.


--Tom L. RuLezZz!!!


--I think Sublime's best song is Santeria. Anyone care to argue that?

"You wanna toke?"


--I maintain that people should update blogs when they have something genuinely interesting to write about. Naturally, over the course of the last two weeks, I have had nothing interesting to write about. But I feel as if I owe it to my loyal readers to give them some substance every so often despite the fact that nothing significant is happening in this uneventful existance called me life.

--Facebook is quickly becoming way too myspace like for my liking. The original reason I created my facebook account almost two years ago was for a communicative tool I could use with other people aside from myspace because I believe myspace is the anti-christ. Now Zuckerberg is throwing around music/foodfight/graffitti and a bunch of other "applications" that make me so pissed off I want to associate Mr. Marky Mark Zuckerberg with D-Baggin' Tom from myspace. But above all else, the single thing that might lead to the demise of facebook and the deactivation from my account is the "Top Friends." Were looking at a facebook where people write on other people's walls asking why they aren't in their top friends. As soon as I see one of these comments I am out, and hope you're comin' with...

--Our Lancer Lacrosse team is going to be very tough next season. I realize that it's a little less that a year away, but I'm excited about it. It's going to be a weird transition for me though. We lose Johnny LegzZz and the rest of the seniors for some d-baggin' sophompores soon to be juniors. Most of these kids suck and won't see a minute of playing time. The big downfall however comes during the off-season when our three year starting players have to split time with these assholes because they paid to be there as well. Just yesterday we were up 3-0 in our contest against RH. Alex, Brandon, and myself come out of the game after 7 solid minutes of play. By the time we got back in we found our team down 9-3. The final score was 14-9 with our starting attack scoring all of our goals (3 for each of us). Our middies will contribute eventually, but it's still cause for concern. No middies scored in our home game against Brighton and we still won. The middies only put in one goal combined in the sectional quarterfinal against Aquinas and we still won. So clearly we don't need that much help from the middies, but a little would be nice.

8-----D (<--- haha look at that <---)

--I have never spent more money on a movie that I have spent on "Knocked Up." It's already one of my top five favorite movies of all time. I have spent nearly thirty dollars at the theaters to see this movie and still cannot get enough of it. I am going to a movie in like 20 minutes and I'm pissed off because I know it won't be half as good. Whatev. I am already looking forward to "Superbad" coming out this summer and will probably be unsatisfied with every movie until I see that one.

--Summer has kicked off. I think the official summer theme song is "Teenage Wasteland" by The Who, but I need some clarification from my men. Needless to say it's going to be a fun summer as I have already hung out with my guys, been to graduation, played some rounds of golf, and done some other stuff. I think I passed all my exams (I haven't recieved word that I failed and thought I would have by now) and recieved my schedule for next year in the mail. I have to say, it looks like a very promising school year. But fuck that, it's summertime and the livin's easy.

--Party like a rock
Party like a rock star..

"Because When You Reach The End, You Tend To Look Back To The Beginning..."


Originally my plan was to make a top ten moments from gym class this year. But that wouldn't be fair to all of the other underprivelaged people who aren't blessed with the incredible gym class that we possess. And, above all else, I think only 25% of my readers are in my gym class and the other 75% aren't. That said I know that roughly 95% of my readers attend Eastridge High School. So with this eventful year coming to an end, I decided to do a rundown from all of the memorable moments from this school year. All of these moments didn't neccesarily happen at school, but school related functions or something close to it. There's not going to be any parties or stuff like that. OK, there might be one or two, but they're neccesary. Pretty much any of these can be related to school with a fair explanation. Feel free to criticize about what I forgot and things of that nature. Hell if you want to, you can even rank the top five or so.

--The Tom Lohmaier Cardboard Cut Out
A fan favorite. The posterboard of Tom Lohmaier has done a lot of traveling in his day. He's been to such locations as Penfield, Edison, and Eastridge. This life sized cut out makes fat heads look like action figures. Tom Lohmaier is always there to hang out when you need him. Nathan and Shane did a spectacular job creating him, and an even better job decorating him (chest hair, boston cap, beads, etc). Needless to say, we'll always have Tom around. Not all good news though. Lately Tom has suffered, losing his pitching arm, and both feet. His head also has a severe tilt to it. Don't fret though, he always bounces back.

--Josh Valletta introducing "Crackin' Open a Cold One."
Although it's fairly old news now, the once very popular phrase at Eastridge "Time to crack open a cold one," was started by none other than Josh Valletta. He was notorious for doing it at completely inapropriate times in class such as during tests or quizzez. My favorite cold one moment came when Mr. Garney (our US student teacher) gave us a quiz while he was being observed by one of his professors. He was flabbergasted after Josh threw that one out there. We all loved using that line while it was cool and it had a great run and without a doubt is a very memorable moment.

--Nick Vazquez's Mighty Spill
Our favorite minority took a mighty spill in gym class. This is probably the most recent event that will be placed in this list as it happened just last week. Brandon, Lschley, and I were conversating on the bleachers in gym class and Nick wanted to engage in the conversation bad. So bad that he would sacrifice his body to do so. He jumped several times and was not able to reach the summit of Eastridge's bleachers. He then backed up twenty feet and we had all thought that he had thrown in the towel. Boy were we wrong. Nick turned on the burners and sprinted at the bleachers. He planted one foot on the bleachers and planned to spring load himself to the top. Uh Oh! His foot slipped resulting him in faceplanting on the bleachers and tumbling violently back to the earth. He would eventually make a full recovery physically. Emotionally, we're yet to know for sure.

--Ms. Geer; Mad at Dirte
Let's be honest. Nathan and Ms Geer have never been very close. I mean she doesn't like me, but has enough respect for me to not give me a wet-willy (she gave Nathan one). It kind of started after Nathan copped her copy of "Of Mice and Men." He even went to through the trouble of erasing his name off the board when we had a substitute teacher. Well their relationship went real south after we were talking about physical appearances. The question was asked "Would you date somebody who you didn't think was attractive?" Nathan quickly blurted out "Hell yeah. I mean come on. I have dated my fair share of fat chicks." He got a lot of laughs around the room, but not from Ms Geer. She stared at him as if taking the comment very personally. You really had to be there, but Euge or Nathan will tell you that since then, she has not liked Nathan one bit.

--Mr. Horesh: Party Buster
This, again, is a moment that I found pretty funny after looking back on it. Most people will not grasp it because they weren't there. But for the select few who were, who doesn't remember Mr. Horesh circling about the theater looking for students with his bright ass flash light. Then he thought he was a big time operator. He threw out the ol' "Allright. Everyone get up, we're goin' back to school." This was actually pretty funny as we all stared at him in disbelief. He did manage so salvage the trip as he nabbed Tom Brownyard. More like a fuckin' ball boy.

--Paul Anzak Entering My Life
You already know how I feel about this legendary man....

--Fans outshining Perfect 24
Ali, I want you to know this was not only included because I found it amazinlgy hilarious, but also because you have noted recently that Eugene's blog is best. Fuck yo couch. This was the varsity girl's senior night when they played Brighton. They ended up winning, mainly because of the fans. More importantly, the "Perfect 24" wasn't keeping up with the fans. So we threw out the ol' "Mediocre 24!" chant at them. They tried to answer with "Perfect 24!" chants. This feeble attempt was quickly stifled as we reigned down the "FOURTH PLACE!" chants. I mean seriously, if they were so perfect how come they threw down fourth place out of five teams? Call me old fashioned. It wasn't over yet though. The cheerleaders thought they were so clever. After the game they were all like "Where's your girlfriends?" We had a number of responses. Such as pointing at Ali, or chanting "TJ dumped you." (reference to Candace). We took the conservative route and remained unpersonal. the "FOURTH PLACE!" chants came back with a vengeance. Then the cheerleaders hated us for a few weeks, but it was good for stories, and even more so a lot of laughs. Go on, keep liking Euge's blog better.

--Introduction of "Small Talk"
Tom Lohmaier has always been a ladie's man. That's a well documented fact. But what most people didn't know until this year is how easily he can keep a conversation going. He talked to Lschley for over twenty minutes while warming up in gym class. We all watched in amazement as the two talked for the first time ever as easily as if they had been Best Friends Forever (BFF) since the third grade. This eventually created the "Lay ya mack down" game between Tom and Nick, and even more importantly created the amazing nickname of "Small Talk" Lohmaier

--Ms. D'Intino
Pretty self-explanatory

--Pizza Hut Buffet
(See explanation for "--Ms. D'Intino")

--The Note
Another gym class memory. Twas the first day of the gym class dance unit. Most of the excitement fluttered around Lindsey Schleyer and who she was going to dance with. It was actually just between Nick Vazquez and Tom Lohmaier. I was on Tom's side, and as so, I was not going to let him be defeated. I quickly ripped out a piece of notebook paper and scribbled a message on it. The message read "Dear Lindsay (at the time I didn't know how to spell her name correctly), Will you dance with me? Sincerely, Tom L." She legitamately thought that Tom wrote out and went up to him and asked him when he wrote out. Tom was dumbfounded, but that's besides the point. He got to dance with her first and made Nick V look like a jackass as he sat out with PJ (nicknamed given to the kid who always wears pajamas) and Homeboy Red (nickname given to some kid with red hair).

--The Dirtiest Player in the Game
This was when we went through our serious Smackdown stage. Some people (Josh and Shane) maintain this was not a stage, but merely a way of life and that Smackdown will never get old. That's another story. This one is about natch. It was after a pizza hut buffet. I left early because John Shane and Alex were forced to walk, and I would've been with them had I decided to stick around. I mean hell, we had lacrosse practice in a few hours, and I was in no mood to walk off a Pizza Hut Buffet. So I just chilled and twisted alot waiting until lax until the three of them stumbled into our basement wanting to play Smackdown. I could smell the Capt' Morgan on their breath, but I was curious to see how a video game would play out. Especially against Quad A who was making his debut in the game. The match was a ladder match, and it was a heated battle that waged for well over seven minutes. After John, Shane, and I were all beat up from fighting each other, the Nature Boy crawled up the ladder and snagged the title while we were all down. He didn't even know how to react as he swayed back and forth after capturing his first ever win. It was another one of those "you had to be there" moments, but still very memorable for me regardless. This day was also the day that Donezo began being used popularly amongst our group of friends.

--Nick Vazquez Pullin' it Down
Obviously I can't go three or four memories without a physcial education reference. This tale is in regards to our swim unit which saw a number of exciting things. I mean Coach A wanted to fight Mike Newman for god sakes. But on the last day of swimming we were playing a nice game of pool basketball. Nick took it to the whole strong with only Mike Nicosia in his way. Nick threw it down with such authoritive force that he drove the basketball hoop to come crashing down into the pool. It actually landed on Nicosia then submerged in the water. Everybody refused to help out Nick as he struggled to lift the heavy hoop out of the water and back to its proper location. Coach Weber was so deep in playing pinball on his PDA that he didn't even realize what was going on and how much danger some students were in. I mean Jeremy Wulocki could've gotten seriosuly injured.

--Coach Taz
This is pretty brief, just a few of my favorite quotes from this year...

to Andrew Pakan: What's up Andrew? Drew? DREW BLEDSOE!!!

to Nick Vazquez: LET'S SEE WHAT YOU'RE MADE OF HERNANDEZ!!!

Tom and I: Congrats on winning the title coach
Taz: RAISE THE BANNER!!!
Some kid asking for help: Umm, excused me coach
Taz pointing in his face: HE DIDN'T BELEIVE IN US!!!

Of course Coach Tascione helped the Eastridge bowling team capture the Section V Class B bowling title. This oughta help Taz cope with the divorce from his lovely wife.

--Mr. Cummings
Not so much his teaching as I didn't have the pleasure of being educated him by him this year. This is more so directed at his mastery of the guitar during the multicultural festival. Glenn is world renown for his perfection of the basic mustache, but few people know how badly this man can wail. It's a fucking travesty that he wasn't included in Eugene's top ten guitarists, but whatever. The last thing Glenn wants is recognition. Just a joint and a guitar we'll keep this jazz legend happy.

--LAX!!
I am not going to go into detail, but the whole lacrosse season was awesome. From the opening night, right up until the devastating loss in Waterloo. We had our ups and downs, but it was some of the most fun I have ever had. I love all my lax buddies more than anything else that walks this earth.

--Gerry Martello's Cut Scenes
Few people realize how selective a gym class team can be. With a minimum of three girls per team, and a significant number of cool guys in your class, there has to be some cuts every now and then. Fortunately for everyone but one individual, nobody had to worry about playing for the shitty team. Although it was always a unanmious decision to cut Gerry loose, he would always try with all his might to return to the squad in the following gym class. It was actually very comical to see who would break the news to him each and every class. It would start in the locker room when he would walk by and everybody would disperse with the "It's gettin' crowded in here," "I'm clausterphobic," or "Ouhh, this is actually pretty awkward." Gym class was amazing this year.

--The Night Before Turkey Shoot
This isn't really related to school, and I'm not going to go into detail about the events of the night. But considering that four of my readers were present that night, I feel it's appropriate to mention it, because it was indeed a very memorable night. As a result, turkey shoot was B-A-D BADDD

--The Kid With the Afro Stays Goin' For It
I think that you are all a little bit confused as to what this is about. But you all know who I'm talking about. That weird lookin' kid in the tenth grade with the weird lookin' girlfriend. They always go at it in the hallways like a couple of fuckin' horny gorillas. This isn't neccesarily a good thing, but I doubt I ever forget this kid, or his hair.

--Red Man
Remember when I alluded to "Homeboy Red" earlier? Well this kid is a total Melvin. And nobody aside from a select few will know what this is about, but remember his heel click/celebration. It was one of the most amazing moves these eyes have ever witnessed and I would pay endless amounts of money to see it again. Euge, Tom, and Nick. You three know what I'm talkin' about.

--The Ever Growing Popularity of "TOM L. RULEZzZ!!!"
It all started in chemistry. I used to write it on the desk with the dry erase markers we used for whiteboards. Tom would always get worried that teachers would think it was him. He thought we would stop. So naturally, as his friends, we went the complete opposite direction writing it absolutely everywhere we could. One of my proudest moments was when Cailtin Lohrberg asked me why Tom wrote on all the desks in the school. I simply responded with "Because he rules" and smiled brightly. I don't know for sure, but I think the wheels are in motion for a Tom L. RulezZz T-shirt. Cross your fingers!

--Prom Tonight (Doo Doo Doo Doo D00)
Last but definately not least was this year's junior prom. I wrote a post about it so I'm not going to do it again. If you want to read into it, you can do so here...

http://ehslax22.blogspot.com/2007/06/prom-tonight-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-last.html

...Yeah that was ineed an amazing time.



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All of these moments I will hold dear and close to my heart forever in one way or another. Again please feel free to leave how you feel about these moments, or showcase any other memories you have from the '06-'07 school year. Also, as a personal favor. Please scroll all the way down to the very bottom of my blog. You won't be disapointed!

"I ain't dancin' with that trick!"

Unky Kev was in town last night night and he showed me this video. Enjoy...

"You Think I Could Make It In The Biz?"

--The Yankees are on the rise. After A-Rod hit that show in the top of the ninth the other night I told Dan the winds were changing. That was just an indication of things to come. Slowly but surely watch out for the Yankees to climb up the ranks and move into first place in the ever so competitve AL East. I hope anyways, I don't want to macromate myself a pair of jorts and wear them to school.

--Shane, Tom, Nathan, Christine, Alysia and myself are the new varsity club. As so we are already looking towards the future and are curious what kind of float ideas that people would be interested in. Please comment on something that you would like to see (Tom, we're not doing porn stars from different generations).

--John LagzZz showed me his graduation stuff today and it hit me emotionally that in a few months I am not going to be able to hang out with him anymore. Over the course of the last several months (pretty much since Turkey Shoot night) I have hung out with this kid a lot. For awhile I was pretty sure he was my heterosexual lifemates. For those of you who think we're gay, we're not. We hold mad hands yooo. But seriously that's going to be a tough transition for me. We'll save that goodbye for another day.

--The latest edition of the Oracle is coming out soon. Look for it during your lunches and things of that nature. If anything, Eugene or I will bust down your english class' door and distribute them to who wants the greatest student made newspaper ever (at Eastridge). This edition is far more serious as Eugene and I were forced into putting lame ass stories on our pages. Believe me, it was twice as disapointing for us as it will be for you.

--The Broncos signed big man Sam Adams. I love the signing and I honestly believe that the Broncos are amongst the top four or five teams in the league right now. Clearly their offseason focus has been on the defensive line, and I hope this works out. Causing pressure on quarterbacks causes them to make quick decisions. And with corners like Champ and Dre, quick decisions are never a good time.

--Schools coming to a close, and that means that summer is on the horizon. With summer comes good times. I have a bunch of shit to do this summer (wiffle ball, mini lax, hang out, lay my mack down, etc). As for football, I don't think ending my summer a month early to play scout team quarterback is a good idea. Take this as the first time I've said it publically. I'm not playing football yo.

--It's my birthday today and after seventeen long uneventful years, I have come to the conclusion that I am yet to seriously (if at all) contribute to society. I mean, Dan is twenty-one and is still absent from any textbooks. If I don't get in one in the next four years I might do something drastic. But now it's time to get deep for a moment.....When it's all said and done, and life is over. Would you rather look back and say I had fun and not be remembered for anything, or would you rather be well-known and had to work your ass off along the way?

Yeah, I know, that's way too deep for our blogs.

--Speaking of which, all of our friends have blogs now. I can't decide if this a good thing or not. I mean I love to read what you guys write because we are all generally alike in most ways, but it's twice as frustrating now that there are so many blogs and we still don't update that often. Big news though, Tom Lohmaier has a blog. We're just yet to see if he's ever going to write in it.

--The final episode of the Sopranos is coming up this Sunday. I can't remember being more excited for a TV show in my entire life. Last week with twenty minutes left I looked at my dad and said "Things are about to get crazy." He shook his head no and replied, "No, next week." Low and behold, the next twelve minutes featured two of the most loved, most influential characters in the show die. Well Bobby died, and Sil is a fucking vegetable. I loved the way Bobby died with the trains and everything. I don't know jack shit about cinemotography, but whoever shot that scene sure as hell does. As for next week, I have no idea what's going to happen. If Tony dies, then there really is no coming back this time. If Tony kills Phil Leotardo and goes to jail, then they can fast forward a few years and have him get out or something. Needless to say, this Sunday's episode is going to be one of the most highly anticipated TV shows of the decade.

--It's hump day. hawr

--Eugene pointed out that the Devil Rays hold the number one overall pick in this years baseball amateur draft. This is somewhat startling to me because Eugene did some research and Kansas City has had the worst record for the last two seasons. Is there a lottery, and they just don't tell anybody about it? I feel like one of the Lohmaiers can answer this question for me.

--After last weekend, it's going to be tough to fall back to normalcy. From leaving school early, to the radio, to Pizza Hut, to prom, to Tahous, to party, to Morgan's, to Wendy's, to free fries, to my left testicle being apparent to Jessica, to the sport's banquet, to Tom L. That weekend was amongt the best I've ever had. I hope that I have several more of those in my future.

--WHAT ARE YOU DOIN?!? GET OUT!!! GET OUT OF MY TENT!!!!

Prom Tonight Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

--Last night was pretty wild. I will do my best by describing it, but I will more than likely forget to mention a lot of things. Firstly, leaving school early was great. I knew it was going to be a good day when Eugene, Tom, Nathan, and I were in the car and had a magnificent run with the radio. Then we came back to my house and met up with all my mates and set up some tents. It was like a little tent community and I loved it. After that my mates and I went for some pizza hut. Another sign of a good day, the jalapeno slices were out. by 12:30 this was already one of the best days of my life. Then we played the waiting game until 5 for pictures. Pictures was boring, but our limo was sweet. I got a solid seat all the way back near CC, Quad A, and Katieskis. This seat also allowed me to see everyone in the limo at all times in case somebody was up to somethin'.

Originally I thought prom was going to be pretty lame. And for the first half hour it really was. Then the dancing started, and along with the dancing came the fun. But along with the fun came the sweat. I mean lots of sweat. Loads of it. It was bad. My gooch was swimming for well over three hours. But it was a good swimmin' because I was recieving a lot of stimulation from my female dance partners. Between us bloggers, the three best girls to dance with were Candace, Brittany Antonelli, and Morgan (in no specific order). Rachel was a close fourth, but those three really went for it.

Our man Tommy Lohmes didn't take the crown, but it's ok. He'll be back next year with a vengeance. On a better note the music selection was awesome. Enough awesome songs in a row to string a few songs with girl for a while, and enough subpar songs to get drinks and use the facilities. I requested "Shout" at like 8:30 abd they didn't play it yet. So when they were announcing prom king and queen I called for it. Whatta ya know, right after the lame slow dance (in which Shane-O-Mac threw down the tango) Shout came on. It was the highlight of the night for most people, but probably just the highlight of my life. How everybody was in perfect unison with the jumping and screaming. And how everybody brought it down when we got it a little bit softer now, then got it a little bit louder naow. It was nothing short of amazing.

After another hour or so of gettin' my dance on we decided to call our guy and head for the hills. Quick detours at Tahous and Wegmans for plates and Bulls. Then we came to 46 Russell Ave niggas. Everyone changed, I started a fire, Johnny LegzZz came over, so did LSchley. We got some booze and the party began. Lots of shit went down, but between 26 people, three thirtys, some Jack Daniels, Bacardi, and three bottles of wine, only one person vomitted. That said, I can't believe some people didn't (Mainly Stormin Orman). But what pursued was a lot of fun. The only people who are going to read this were probably there so I don't need to go into detail, but it was an amazing day. I'm still currently in a drunken stupor at 5:31 pm. Shane had a dick on his face, and Chelsea had a goatee. I think I did a swing dance with every female there, and Josh Valletta. I urinated on the fire like 15 times, and on a person. I wrestled with Hulkamania for god sakes. It was an unbelievable 24 hour period that won't be soon forgotten.....


.........Already looking forward to next year's ball