xxroninxx

Ok, I suck, I didn't get the pictures up yesterday like I meant to because stuff kept happening. Yeah, I know, that's a vague excuse.

So me and a friend checked out VisionCon today in all its glory. While we witnessed a great many things by far the most horrifying was a six foot tall spiderman with a gut and obviously no underwear. The back of his suit was so far up his ass you could practically see the dimples on it. The worse part was that there was no avoiding it--your eyes were just drawn straight to his saggy ass!

Speaking of Spiderman, anytime one of those movies has come out, it'll be three months of people coming up to me and asking me who they think I look like, and I'll humor them by asking who, and they'll say excitedly, "Spiderman!" I worked at a hotel when the first movie came out and I was a waiter when the second one was out and I swear to God I got that at least four or five times every damn night. I don't see it, but I've accepted it.

Anyway, me and a lot of friends got together tonight, got drunk, and at one point, three of us (eventually four) were rumbling across the house, tackling, punching, throwing, you name it. It was all in good, drunken, stupid fun and nobody was set out to hurt anyone but we all still walked away with our own battle scars. Mine came via getting my arm grilled on a space heater I fell into at one point. Lemme tell ya, don't do that.

It's actually snowing here too. So of course we had a snowball fight at two in the morning where I happened to hit not one, but two people straight in the eye on accident. Oh, and I almost slid off the roof when the friend I was up there with made me laugh so hard I lost my footing and flopped onto my back with my feet in the air. Karma I suppose.

Fun night overall. And I might have grill scars.

-Ronin