Wednesday, September 30, 2009
THIS IS NOT A DRILL
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Saturday
Sunday, September 27, 2009
It's Friday Night, and the feelin's right! Oh What A Night
Afterwards, I hit up the practice soccer fields with Jimmy, Will, and Jim McG to relieve some stress from the exams. As we walked onto the pitch we met some scrubs that were kicking around, and we asked them to play a game with us. They agreed.
Fun Fact about playing with flat balls: everyones touch goes to shit.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
3-2
I should've known, with a name like the Iron Curtain, its a guarentee. 3-2 win!
Bio Exam Tomorrow.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
My New Home
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Student Union Husky Ambassador Steve lol
Friday, September 18, 2009
You Know What Really Grinds My Gears?
Monday, September 14, 2009
Random-nicity
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Finding Steve-o
Monday, September 7, 2009
Donde Esta Mi Amigo
Hella Spicy
Friday night was pretty nuts, I’m not really going to go into details, but suffice to say that everyone there was feelin’ good early on in the night and maintained that feeling throughout =]
Yesterday, despite my lack of inebriation, was highlighted by some of the funniest moments college has yet brought about. First, we hit up the goal patrol and were literally ten feet away from Maya Moore!!!!!!!!!! It was so cool to see the national player of the year just immersed in the game as if she were an average college student and not a soon-to-be-if-not-already iconic sports figure lol. Anyways, after UConn lost 3-0 (it was 1-0 going into the 80th minute, lots of blown chances), they had an autograph session with the team!! We got this freshman’s autograph, Greg King, the talented left back hailing from Austrailia, and then went over to get Toni Stahl's autograph. To give you a brief overview of what the scene looked like, it was just Jim McGrath and I amongst all of these 5-10 year old kids getting autographs lmao. Finally, as Toni Stahl neared us not two people away, we hear the cop come up to Toni and all of us and say “Ok guys, Toni needs to get to the locker room now, one more…”
Jim and I cast each other a frightened glance—our worst nightmare was unfolding before our eyes.
We frantically call out “Wait just one more! Please!” There must be a God because Toni kept signing papers, got to us, and then right after he signed both of our posters he hit the locker room. Crisis Averted. The poster is currently hanging up in my room!
Anyways, we hit up carriage (like usual) with Conner, Tim, Jimmy, Steve, Jim, Zoli, etc. We didn’t get there in time for much stuff, so we just used our pregame to carry us through the night. At about 1 a.m. we all headed over to Seargent Peppers for some grub, and upon arrival split up. Jim and I decided that we could use some wings so we headed over to Wings Express. A little background info. on Wings Express—the wings are straight FIRE! Jim and his roommate got 50 wings, flavored “hot” and were under the sink crying for twenty minutes after eating only four lol. It took a little while to find the place because we usually just order them for delivery, and when we were going around to find it, we heard a rustling by the garbage. We looked over and lo and behold a skunk jumps out only 5 feet away from us! Jim and I look at each other and book it as fast as we can out of there haha. We decide to take another route, and finally found it. We headed into Wings Express and find that there are hella arab guys working there. I realized then that that must be the cause of the extreme spicyness. I order 24 mild wings, thinking that mild is a step down from hot. To my temporary dismay, really mild is the lowest on the hierarchy of spicy, going
1) Mild
2) Medium
3) Hot
4) Armageddon
Thinking that the wings are probably wimpy, we open them up. A wave of spice hits us right in the face and we realize that even mildly hot wings are spicier than I can handle. As we are eating at Wings Express, just me and Jim at 1 am, suddenly the Arabs turn on the tv. This does not deter us from eating until we both pause between wings and hear the words “…and the first plane hit the North tower at 9:05 am.” We glance at each other uneasily lol and then silently finish eating and leave.
Earlier in the night we hit up “puke house”, and Tim, Jim, Pat, and I went on the porch in search of beverages. In the process, we met up with Lou Landolfi, who was talking to two girls. We introduced ourselves and exchanged names. The conversation went a little bit like this:
Girl 1: “Hi!! I’m Amanda, what’s your name?”
Me: “Hi! I’m Steve, nice to meet you.”
Girl 2: “Hey!!! Nice to meet you, my names Gina.”
Now, do not be mistaken. Although you may read the name “gee-na”, what she really said was “gye-na”, as in Va-gina lmfao. I asked her what her name was again, thinking I had misheard her, and then hear her introduce herself to Tim. He responds with “What was your name?” at least two more times, and then Jim follows suit. Tim and I just looked at each other after the introductions and started cracking up harder than I have at my whole time at UConn, it was priceless.
Morale of the story: Think before you name your kids.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
…Get Fun-Ayyyyyyyyyyyyy Yahhhhhhhhhhhhh
Well, a lot has happened in the last couple of days…specifically the first assembling of the goal patrol!!! It was just completely insane, I would say about two thousand students (if not more) all piled outside the east pavilion of Gampel CHOMPING AT THE BIT to cheer on the soccer team! Let me backtrack a little for a second, two of my friends were actually picked to be a part of the collection of people that chest-painted themselves with the letters “G-O-U-C-O-N-N-H-U-S-K-I-E-S-!” (they, who shall remain nameless out of respect, were the ‘G’ and ‘O’). Chills ran down every true-blue husky there as all two thousand people shouted in unison the Husky Cheer (Uconn! Huskies! Uconn! Huskies! Uconn! Huskies! Huskies! Uconn! WOOF!). After that inspiring chant, the masses of goal patrollers followed the lead of the "letters", some of which were running around at the front waving massive white and blue flags. The rest of the game, which we won two-nil vs St. Peters, was spent harassing the opponents team Carlos in every controversial way possible. We went after his Hispanic heritage (“I need someone to mow my lawn!”), questioned his manhood (when he was groveling on the ground in pain at a collision with one of our beast players), and bashed his girly attributes. It was a fuckin’ blast. The only downside is Toni Stahl didn’t play, hes too good for St. Peters. Next Up: # 24 Boston University
Today (Thursday) was hella fun too. Since Jimmy and I joined the Comedy Committee, we got a free t-shirt and helped put on “Subog Presents: Sebastion Manisculo”. Basically, Sebastion came to UConn and did standup for about an hour…the guy was mad funny haha. He had some good original Italian Jokes too, I encourage you to check him out lol. I’m starting a tradition, I will get the dvd/poster/picture of every comedian to come through UConn and have it autographed like I did with Sebastion's dvd today. That way, if they get famous I can say that I met the guy and prove it mwahaha
After that, we attempted to set up the loft for my bed in the room. Heres a picture of the room completely being restructured while trying to fix it.
Note to the reader: This is before we realized that the loft was meant for beds in North and unusable for beds in Northwest. The pegs were too far out!!! So we spent two hours taking the beds apart and moving them around for nothing. Luckily, Jimmy and Zoli and Jim mcgrath showed up and we bunked our beds so now we have a ton more space. Its gonna look great. Edit* It does look great lol
Finally, I just came back from the gym with Jimmy. We worked chest today, benched, dumbbell pressed etc etc. Also did a bitchin ab workout. The real story though is that we ran two 100’s at 12:15 at night. Now you might think…hey that’s really really really easy. However we almost threw up from the working out etc etc lol it was murder. That’s about it, party city tomorrow at carriage street =] ill keep ya posted