I don't know where to begin. This weekend was filled with highs and lows. One minute I was happy, the next I was so pissed off my vision was blurry. I'll try to describe the goings on of this weekend in a way that you can understand but you'll probably get confused and stop reading within a few sentences.
First for a little background. All last week I had been telling my friends about the Flugtag event in San Francisco. Mokee was all jazzed up about the idea and wanted everyone to go. Everyone being The Funk (who is her mom's boyfriend), Jen (her sister), Colleen (her bestest nipply friend), her mom, and anyone else that would add to the fun. The job to inform everyone about the fun day we were going to have on Saturday rested on my shoulders.
So I sent out an email to everyone letting them know that Mokee and I thought it would be cool if we all went out to watch retarded people fling themselves into the bay. Monday night I went to The Funk's lab, like I usually do after work. I asked him if he got my email about the Flugtag event on Saturday. He said that he had read it but he didn't seem too enthused. I asked him if he thought it sounded cool. He said it sounded like a lot of fun but he might be busy this weekend.
This was a bad sign. The Funk can be thought of as the ringleader of our group. Not that anyone appointed him, it's just a position that he took by force and will defend to the death. So I knew that if he couldn't go, or didn't want to go, it would be hard to get everyone else to go. The Funk is kind of weird that way. While he is generally a fun guy to be around he does have one flaw. That is the habit he has of stubbornly wanting people to have have fun as defined by him. If he hasn't deemed it fun or he can't be a part of the fun then he doesn't want anyone else to have a part of it.
So everyone else was less than enthusiastic about the whole Flugtag event. I knew that this lack of excitement was a result of The Funk's backdoor campaigning against the Flugtag event. The weird thing was that there was no counter-event being proposed by The Funk. He wasn't letting anyone in on these "plans" that were going to keep him busy for the whole weekend.
So the only two people that showed any real interest were Mokee and me. The problem with this is that Mokee is a flake. She is always changing her plans at the last minute so I knew I couldn't count on her for the Flugtag event. Especially when you consider that it was to start at 1pm, which meant that we would have to leave for the city at around 11:30am or so. Mokee does not like waking up that early on the weekends.
So jump to Friday. No one was going to go to the Flugtag event and I hadn't heard from Mokee since Wednesday. The last I had heard from her she wanted to go but only if I promised that we would go to The Cheesecake Factory. So it pretty much looked like I was the only true Flugtag Fanatic, which kind of sucked.
Late Friday about an hour before I was going to leave work I got a call from Simona. She said that she was going up to the cabin in Tahoe and wanted to know if I was going. I told her that I didn't know anything about the cabin trip but since no one wanted to go to the Flugtag event I would be happy to go with her. She sounded a little confused that I wouldn't have known about the trip and said that maybe I should call the people whom she didn't have a number for and let them know, just in case the person that was supposed to tell everyone about the trip didn't tell anyone. Seems that the Funk knew all about this trip and decided to not let anyone know.
***EXPLANITORY SIDE NOTE***
Simona is NOT The Funk's girlfriend, and The Funk's girlfriend does not know that The Funk and Simona are even friends. The Funk stays in constant contact with Simona. He is always up in her shiznit. And him being the self appointed ringleader, it is very likely that he told Simona that she should leave it to him to tell everyone about the cabin trip. Which he obviously didn't. This gets a little more suspicious when you consider he was telling people he had plans but never wanted to get into the details of those plans.
***EXPLANITORY SIDE NOTE OVER***
So within 10 minutes of getting off the phone with Simona I get in touch with Mokee. I tell her that since no one wants to go to the Flugtag event I was going to Tahoe with my friend Simona. She was like, "who the fark is Simona?" Then she tells me that now The Funk has changed his mind, cancelled his previous plans, and had talked a shitload of people into going to the Flugtag thingy. I said well then have a nice time I'll be in Tahoe. And she was all like, you are the one who wanted to go so you can't back out at the last minute. I told her, look nobody wanted to go and now at the last minute AFTER I have better plans you all want to go. So she told me to talk to The Funk. I said fine, I'll wait until I talk to him to decide.
So when I got home I called The Funk to see what was going on. He was all like telling me that I had talked Mokee into going and now everyone wanted to go. I told him that it all sounded flakey and that I had other plans. I didn't want to cancel on Simona if they weren't sure that they wanted to go to the Flugtag thing. He started to sound annoyed and said that they were even going to pick up Jen from her retreat so that she could go. I finally broke and decided to cancell on Simona, based on the fact that I technically already had plans before I agreed to go with her to the cabin. One thing that The Funk did tell me was that they weren't going to be able to leave for The City until around 1pm because of having to pick up Jen. I was a little annoyed but I just said that I would leave for SF on my own and call them when i got there to tell them where we should meet.
So Friday night I went to Bottom of the Hill and watched some bands play. The first band was very good. My favorite part was when they did a cover of Journey's "Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin'" as a special tribute to being in the Bay Area. The second band to play was Cobra Verde. I don't know what else to say but that they rocked. It was an excellent show. The last performance was from some dude with a guitar. He looked like Andy Dick with a hippy wig. Everyone really loved him but I was less than impressed. It was getting sleepy so I left early.
I woke up on Saturday morning and got readly and left for the Flugtag event around 11:30. BART was unusually packed for a Saturday. I found out why when I got off at the Embarcadero station. Their was a loud roar and when I went up the escalators I was smack dab in the middle of a real life San Francisco Anti-War Rally. Holy Cheese Nuts! There were people everywhere.
I went down one of the side streets off of Market to call The Funk. He was all like, i'm doing my own thing right now but I think Kim and Mokee are picking up Jen. I asked him when he thought they were going to head to The City. He was all like, I don't know, whenever the girls are ready. I was a bit pissed and said fine just call me when you guys get here, I'll be at Piers 30-32. That was the last I heard from him. No one ever called me after that. I called The Funk every few hours or so but at first he wouldn't answer his phone. Later in the day he just turned it off. I spent the whole day in San Francisco wandering around by myself.
What really sucks is that I talked to Simona on the phone right after I finished talking to The Funk. She tried her hardest to talk me into going to Tahoe with her. She kept telling me that it wasn't too late. I didn't do it because I thought that I would have felt like a real dick if I just left and then everyone showed up after I split. I guess I made the wrong choice.
The Flugtag event was fun, even if no one went with me. I took lots of picutes and I should have them up in a week or so for everyone to see.
Missy called me at about 3:30am late Saturday night or early Sunday morning, however you choose to look at it. She is my little nocturnal friend. She wanted to tell me about some 49er tickets that her friend wanted to get rid of. I let her know that I wasn't really a 49er fan but that The Funk was and she should really really give him a call like right now. I know The Funk did not like recieving that call but I figure I had to get back at him somehow and this was probably the most light hearted way to do it.
In the morning I called The Funk to check if he got the message from Missy. He didn't answer his phone. I took a shower and then started doing laundry. I called him back a little before the football games were about to start and he had turned off his phone. Since my friend Buddha is a big 49er fan I called and left him a message about the tickets. He called me back and said that he was working but he hoped to get off of work in time to watch the 49er game on TV. I asked him were we were all going to watch the football games but he said that he didn't know.
So I turned on the TV and did household chores like laundry, scrubbing the toilet, and cleaning my room. After I was done cleaning and the Raider's lost their game I decided to go to the Mall. I went to Mervyn's and bought myself some new socks, t-shirts, and new underwears. I bought the big ass butt hugger tighty whitey jockeys since someone said that my black Jockey Poco Briefs that I wear were "cute panties." I do not fucking wear "cute panties". They are briefs, very manly briefs. They just happen to not have a fly with I like because they do a good job of holding my nuts up. Nut support is very important in the underwears that a guy wears. I don't want to end up like one of those old men that used to go to the public pool in Turlock that had their nuts hanging out of the bottom of their shorts because they let them just swing around freely their whole lives.
So after I got home from the mall I layed in bed and listened to the new CDs that I bought on Saturday. Let me tell you all that the Naked Music label is HOT HOT HOT. I went online and chatted with Ezi. Yay Ezi! She let me watch her comb her hair on her web cam.
Missy called me while I was chatting with Ezi. She said that The Funk had called her and said he was having big BBQ for the 49er game and everyone was going to be there and she should come. She wanted to know what time I was going to be there so we could go together. I told her that I hadn't heard from The Funk in over a day and I wasn't invited to this BBQ. She was like WTF??? She didn't understand why he would do that. To be honest with you I don't either. I mean what right does he have to be pissed off at me? I was the one who was ditched, if anyone should be pissed it's me. I told her the whole story and she was pissed.
So Missy was totally not going to go if I wasn't there. Then she decided that I would be her date. She came over and picked me up and we stopped by Albertson's to pick up some dessert. She wanted to bust The Funk in front of everyone at the BBQ and make him look like the ass that she thought he was. I told her I really didn't care. I had no desire to stir things up at the BBQ but if she wanted to she could knock herself out. We showed up to the BBQ and sitting in the living room was Arnie, The Funk, and Buddha. Damn what a huge out of control BBQ.
I could tell that The Funk wasn't too happy that I showed up with Missy. Missy didn't start anything at the BBQ. She told me later that he looked kind of pathetic sitting there with two dudes when he had just been on the phone with her telling her that there were a bunch of people there and they were all having a blast. They ate the Cookies n' Creme ice cream pie that we brought and then the game ended.
Missy and I took off and went to Fern's to watch the World Series. There were more people at Fern's house then there were are The Funk's huge BBQ. It turns out that nobody at Fern's had even been told of this supposed huge BBQ. I guess they just wanted Missy to come over so they could say they had a hot chick hanging out with them. We spent the rest of the evening at Fern's watching the World Series, then the Soprano's, then Changing Lanes. Afterwards Missy and I went to In n' Out Burgers at around midnight to get a late night snack. She dropped me off at my place and went home.
That was my wonderfull weekend.
8:13 a.m. - 2002-10-28
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