Beer, Swamp, Survivor. A Mostly Successful Weekend.

When forty-eight hours doesn’t seem like enough time to do the things I’ve planned, and I’ve had to opt out of at least two more things (nevermind still not moving this blog to WordPress) I know that I need to find a way to plan better.

I’m Too Shifty
What can I say, I was having so much fun working the Thomas Creek tent that I didn’t stop working until about 5:15pm eventhough my shift ended at 4:00pm. Of course I was sampling the beer whilst “working”, which never hurts my commitment level.

The booth was hopping (get it? beer. hops. okay, bad joke.) as can be seen in this action photo snapped by fellow blogger Mark.

My name sticker originally read “Available, Inquire Within”, but was later ammended by some (married) gal to read “Occasionally Available, Inquire Within (O.B.O.)” because she said the original version sounded too desperate. Either way it didn’t work.


I saw many of my friends and fellow bloggers, too many to list, throughout the day. I also got to serve and briefly chat with some of the guys from National Grain who played a set at the festival. I was amused how surprised they were when I said that not only had I heard of them but that I also owned their CD.

The only downside of the day is that the festival was so popular that we had leave the East Atlanta Village to eat. My friends Darren, Laura, and I wound up in Oakhurst eating at Universal Joint where I feasted on a hamburger and some spicy chicken spring rolls (I really needed meat).

In The Swamps of Loganville?
Yes Virginia, Loganville possesses swamps and I think that yesterday’s Black Sheep Hash went through almost each and every one. Recently hashing has frustrated me a bit as I realize that I am getting slower. When I arrive at the end and people who I think that I should have been able to keep up with are already in stirs my internal competitive engine. I must keep repeating our beliefs that “The Hash is not a race.” and “There are no winners in the hash, we’re all losers.”

I can’t complain too much however as I did get plenty of exercise (slogging through swamp is hard work) and I’ve found a couple of locations that I want to capture with the camera.

It’s A Wrap!
Well, the person I predicted to win Survivor last night won, however the person I wanted to win (Terry) did not.

As Stacy, Phil, Bill and I watched Danielle’s fire finally burn through the string (I knew that Mark Burnett’s editing team was fucking with our heads last Thursday) I predicted that Arse was going to win the million dollars. I still believe Danielle misstepped when she brought Arse over Terry, eventhough the Jeff Probst’s straw poll on the reunion show indicated otherwise.

Btw- Is Terry’s last name “Breeder” because holy shit there were a lot of children in his Family Moment. He should have been given a second SUV instead of giving it to Cerie.

Using My Brain For Good Not Evil
I’m trying to rally Meet The Hashers to play trivia at the newly-relocated Johnny’s Pizza tonight. I’m craving some Za (80’s slang) and I can make it vegetarian. I am interested to see what they’ve done to the place. Besides, if I don’t go to Taco Mac I won’t feeled compelled to drink beer.

And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – worn out, two+ hours of hashing killed me
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio Channel 26, playing The M’s — “Plan Of The Man”
Website Of The Day – I’m a sucker for “found item” sites. Here is one that collects found grocery lists, appropriately called The Grocery List Collection. I keep looking for one that has two items on it, BEER, LOTTERY TICKETS.

If you ever want a quick glance of the sites I’ve picked for my Websites Of The Day, you can check them out on, my user name is InsideThePerimeter (go figure), and they are all tagged as “blogged.”

Exercise (b)Log – hashing on Sunday

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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9 Responses to Beer, Swamp, Survivor. A Mostly Successful Weekend.

  1. Gentri says:

    give me a shout if you go out to photograph that old pulp mill, that was cool, and I was thinking the same thing.


  2. Anonymous says:

    Beer festival was tons o’ fun except for the bathroom lines … and suburbanites on safari … conversation overheard in bathroom line behind married couple:

    She: “there seem to be a lot of Democrats here”

    He: “Yes and tattoos”

    I couldn’t stop laughing but didn’t say anything because I was next in line for the bathroom and had already waited 20 minutes!


  3. Paulie says:

    @Gentri: Will do. I like going out shooting with someone else. It makes me feel a little more comfortable for some reason.

    @Beth: Too funny! I made two runs for the volunteer port-a-let. I gave up the first time, but had to wait out the five-person line the second time because I couldn’t hold it longer (and didn’t want to head for the “woods”).

  4. Leah says:

    I ate two hamburgers through the course of the day. Something about the grease…and the beer.

  5. Paulie says:

    Beer and grease, they go together like peas and carrots… 🙂

  6. Glenn says:

    That girl behind you is a cutie! She’s probably not your type, on account of the tattoo.

  7. Paulie says:

    She was quite attractive. Yeah, the tattoos (she had at least three) were a turn off for me.

  8. Leah says:

    Ooooh. Well then you may not be into me, either…


  9. Paulie says:

    I have to admit that it’s become less of a “dealbreaker” since almost every woman I meet has at least one these days.

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