Upstate New York
I went Upstate with my friends last weekend. Matt picked me up at midnight Friday and we then went to pick up Alex and his million bags. The guy packs like we were going for two weeks. I must admit though, the air mattresses and the tent Alex brought were a lifesaver. We made it up to Sullivan County in about an hour and 20 mins. We made a pit stop at Wal-Mart before we got to the house to pick up some food and, more importantly, beer. Upon arriving at Wal-Mart we were greeted by a guy who was a spitting image of Hillbilly Jim. For those of you who don't know, Hillbilly Jim was a wrestler in the WWF in the 80's with the whole legendary WWF crew...Hulk Hogan, the Iron Shiek, Nikolai Volkov, Roddy Rowdy Piper, etc.. So "Hillbilly Jim" comes walking towards us as we're getting out of the car and he says "Hey, what's goin on guys?". Matt looks at me and says "Holy shit! That guy looked like Hillbilly Jim!". He totally did too, he was tall, around 6'6" with long black curly hair, full beard and mustache, wearing overalls. Unfuckingcanny.
We spend about an hour there getting the food and the beer and Alex and Matt were looking at fishing gear and getting batteries for the lanterns. Our other friends, Chris and Phil, meet up w/ us at the store and they start picking up stuff for the weekend as well. We get ready to leave the store and the Wal-Mart greeter stops us to check our receipts. Now, we paid for a few items seperately so we had multiple receipts. This greeter took her job seriously 'cause she looked over every receipt and after she finished inspecting each receipt, along w/ the items in the cart, she said "Thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart, have a goodnight!". She did this 6 times as we had 6 seperate receipts.
We get to the house at around 3am and immediately start hittin' the beers and throwin' burgers and dogs on the grill. We bullshit until around 5am and go to sleep. Wake up around 9am by which time Alex and Matt are already out on the lake fishing. Phil and I go out on the deck and start shooting his paintball gun at the surrounding trees. We decide that we need a morning beer to go along w/ the morning shooting. So I go inside and grab a couple of molsons to make the experience authentic. Guns and beer, mmmm. The shooting and drinking session was followed by more beer drinking, eating and replacing a screen door, which Billy did with the help of Sal and Phil. Incidentally, the replacing of the screen door took about 6 hours. Alex and Matt came back from fishing at around 4pm during which time Phil and I were in town buying a bottle of Jack Daniels, Vodka and cranberry juice. The JD was for Eric and the Vodka and cranberry was for Matt so he could make his concoctions in an Iv bag. Yes, we were doing shots out of an Iv bag, out of two Iv bags.
While Phil and I were getting the liquor, Matt was busying himself getting the pit ready for the fire. When we got back to the house we saw that Matt built up the wood in the shape of a teepee that was about 6 ft. tall. Then we started to get that night's dinner ready to go which consisted of burgers, dogs, steaks and pasta. We then lit the fire or rather, attempted to light the fire. Our efforts were unsuccsessful after poring gasoline on the wood several times. Then we lit the fire from the inside of the "teepee" and worked the fire. We were fanning it, throwing citronella candles in it, doing everything to get it going. Finally the fire grew to be around 10 ft. tall. We all gathered around the fire and proceeded to get smashed. It's probably not a good idea to not be in possession of logic when you're around a 10 foot bonfire.
I went to sleep in the tent that night and I fought hard not to throw up. I was going through convulsions just not to vomit outside the tent. I wound up winning that battle and had a good night's sleep. I slept until around 12pm. When I got up everyone else was up already. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. At around 2:30pm Alex, Matt and I went down to the lake to fish off of the dock. Around 10-15 minutes into our session I saw that I had a bite on my line. As I was reeling it in I saw that I had a nice sized bass on the hook. The bass was at least a foot long and as I got him closer to the dock I was telling Matt to get the net ready but it was too late, the bass jumped right off of the hook. That was the closest anyone got to catching anything out of the lake that weekend.
After the fishing session we packed up and got ready to go home. Chris, Alex's cousin, came along for the ride back home with Alex, Matt and I. On the way back Matt wanted to stop at Wal-Mart to pick up a pair of gloves that Alex bought when we first got up there. We exit the highway and get onto the main road to get to Wal-Mart. Matt ends up puling into the far left lane and going back on the highway instead of in the Wal-Mart parking lot. We all start laughing and giving him shit. I tell him to get off at the next exit and we wind up going a little further than we wanted to go. We finally get off at the first exit we see and we're driving and completely lost at which point Chris starts to give directions back to the Wal-Mart. Did Chris actually know how to get back? No, but he assured us that he had "natural" GPS. So we're driving, as per Chris' directions, "Turn here! Now turn here! Make a left! I'm tellin' you this is the way bro, my GPS is workin'". Sure enough we end up driving on the other end of the Wal-Mart. Needless to say, we won't be questioning Chris' "natural" GPS again.
I originally wasn't gonna go up that weekend 'cause I had some work to do at home. But after a week from hell I decided that I needed to get away from my surroundings for a little while and let loose. I wound up having a really great time and I hope we can get together and do this again soon.
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Wednesday, October 17, 2007 @ 11:24:00 AM
I went Upstate with my friends last weekend. Matt picked me up at midnight Friday and we then went to pick up Alex and his million bags. The guy packs like we were going for two weeks. I must admit though, the air mattresses and the tent Alex brought were a lifesaver. We made it up to Sullivan County in about an hour and 20 mins. We made a pit stop at Wal-Mart before we got to the house to pick up some food and, more importantly, beer. Upon arriving at Wal-Mart we were greeted by a guy who was a spitting image of Hillbilly Jim. For those of you who don't know, Hillbilly Jim was a wrestler in the WWF in the 80's with the whole legendary WWF crew...Hulk Hogan, the Iron Shiek, Nikolai Volkov, Roddy Rowdy Piper, etc.. So "Hillbilly Jim" comes walking towards us as we're getting out of the car and he says "Hey, what's goin on guys?". Matt looks at me and says "Holy shit! That guy looked like Hillbilly Jim!". He totally did too, he was tall, around 6'6" with long black curly hair, full beard and mustache, wearing overalls. Unfuckingcanny.
We spend about an hour there getting the food and the beer and Alex and Matt were looking at fishing gear and getting batteries for the lanterns. Our other friends, Chris and Phil, meet up w/ us at the store and they start picking up stuff for the weekend as well. We get ready to leave the store and the Wal-Mart greeter stops us to check our receipts. Now, we paid for a few items seperately so we had multiple receipts. This greeter took her job seriously 'cause she looked over every receipt and after she finished inspecting each receipt, along w/ the items in the cart, she said "Thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart, have a goodnight!". She did this 6 times as we had 6 seperate receipts.
We get to the house at around 3am and immediately start hittin' the beers and throwin' burgers and dogs on the grill. We bullshit until around 5am and go to sleep. Wake up around 9am by which time Alex and Matt are already out on the lake fishing. Phil and I go out on the deck and start shooting his paintball gun at the surrounding trees. We decide that we need a morning beer to go along w/ the morning shooting. So I go inside and grab a couple of molsons to make the experience authentic. Guns and beer, mmmm. The shooting and drinking session was followed by more beer drinking, eating and replacing a screen door, which Billy did with the help of Sal and Phil. Incidentally, the replacing of the screen door took about 6 hours. Alex and Matt came back from fishing at around 4pm during which time Phil and I were in town buying a bottle of Jack Daniels, Vodka and cranberry juice. The JD was for Eric and the Vodka and cranberry was for Matt so he could make his concoctions in an Iv bag. Yes, we were doing shots out of an Iv bag, out of two Iv bags.
While Phil and I were getting the liquor, Matt was busying himself getting the pit ready for the fire. When we got back to the house we saw that Matt built up the wood in the shape of a teepee that was about 6 ft. tall. Then we started to get that night's dinner ready to go which consisted of burgers, dogs, steaks and pasta. We then lit the fire or rather, attempted to light the fire. Our efforts were unsuccsessful after poring gasoline on the wood several times. Then we lit the fire from the inside of the "teepee" and worked the fire. We were fanning it, throwing citronella candles in it, doing everything to get it going. Finally the fire grew to be around 10 ft. tall. We all gathered around the fire and proceeded to get smashed. It's probably not a good idea to not be in possession of logic when you're around a 10 foot bonfire.
I went to sleep in the tent that night and I fought hard not to throw up. I was going through convulsions just not to vomit outside the tent. I wound up winning that battle and had a good night's sleep. I slept until around 12pm. When I got up everyone else was up already. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. At around 2:30pm Alex, Matt and I went down to the lake to fish off of the dock. Around 10-15 minutes into our session I saw that I had a bite on my line. As I was reeling it in I saw that I had a nice sized bass on the hook. The bass was at least a foot long and as I got him closer to the dock I was telling Matt to get the net ready but it was too late, the bass jumped right off of the hook. That was the closest anyone got to catching anything out of the lake that weekend.
After the fishing session we packed up and got ready to go home. Chris, Alex's cousin, came along for the ride back home with Alex, Matt and I. On the way back Matt wanted to stop at Wal-Mart to pick up a pair of gloves that Alex bought when we first got up there. We exit the highway and get onto the main road to get to Wal-Mart. Matt ends up puling into the far left lane and going back on the highway instead of in the Wal-Mart parking lot. We all start laughing and giving him shit. I tell him to get off at the next exit and we wind up going a little further than we wanted to go. We finally get off at the first exit we see and we're driving and completely lost at which point Chris starts to give directions back to the Wal-Mart. Did Chris actually know how to get back? No, but he assured us that he had "natural" GPS. So we're driving, as per Chris' directions, "Turn here! Now turn here! Make a left! I'm tellin' you this is the way bro, my GPS is workin'". Sure enough we end up driving on the other end of the Wal-Mart. Needless to say, we won't be questioning Chris' "natural" GPS again.
I originally wasn't gonna go up that weekend 'cause I had some work to do at home. But after a week from hell I decided that I needed to get away from my surroundings for a little while and let loose. I wound up having a really great time and I hope we can get together and do this again soon.
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