The rules for Drinking Jeopardy are as follows:
Take a sip any time ...
-Alex Trebek speaks in a [bad] accent.
-A contestant speaks in a [bad] accent.
-Alex Trebek makes fun of a contestant for giving the wrong answer.
-Somebody wagers a "true daily double."
-Don't make up any other rules or you'll be drunk in 5 minutes which you would think is great but trust me it's not.
Thursday night Keith told me "SURPRISE WE ARE GOING TO THE ANGELS VS. ROYALS PLAYOFF GAME ON FRIDAY!" and I was SO excited because hello, it's BASEBALL and I love baseball. We decided to make a day out of it so we left around and got sandwiches (#sayyestobread) (bad blogger didn't take a picture don't care it was delicious) and then we were going to go see The Maze Runner but we passed a Target and decided to go there instead. Then we were like, "Ok now what?" So we went to Hooters like the classy individuals we always are.
And before you ask, NO WE DID NOT GET FRIED PICKLES. We got cheese sticks and alcohol and watched baseball and there were a LOT of people there and then we walked over to Angels Stadium but not before we took a photo. While we were at Hooters I thought of some questions that are plaguing me right now:
-How come the Hooters girls were wearing all black instead of white and orange?
-I think I heard somewhere that the company pays for "body enhancements" if you know what I mean. Is this true?
-What happens if the girls eat too many fried pickles and can't fit into their shorts? Do they have like, weekly weigh ins or something? How is that legal?
-Why couldn't I taste the vodka in my vodka/cranberries?
I'm just now noticing that his sunglasses are messed up and it's driving me insane BUT my hair looks really long so I'm leaving it. And then we took another photo in which neither of us looked drunk. At all.
The Royals won but I didn't care because the Dodgers had lost and I was just "Royally" (get it?) pissed off.
The game ended late and it took us like 3 hours to get home because parking garages SUCK when there are thousands of people trying to exit through one lane. Somebody needs to come up with a better system. Also, it does absolutely ZERO good to sit in a long line of cars who are all waiting to exit and just honk and honk and honk. NO GOOD. DO NOT DO THIS.
Saturday there was just football on allllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll day so I got myself some sweet headphones...
...and caught up on ShondaLand and Parenthood. We can talk about TV shows another time. I don't have time to discuss those train wrecks at the moment.
And Keith cuddled with Clementine and it was pretty adorable.
While sort of watching football but mostly paying attention to Hulu, I learned:
-a "safety" scores the team 2 points if the tackle the other team in their (the other team's) endzone.
-the "endzone" is not the last 10 yards of the field. It's actually the part where you score the touchdown.
-a "touch back" is different than a touchdown.
-a team can decline a penalty if the play made when a penalty was called works out in their favor.
-football is more fun if you enjoy some ninja mimosas while watching.
And that's basically it. On my drive home last night I splurged and got Starbucks and took a photo to document my full-fat full-sugar beverage, and in my effort to rid myself of red eyes I succeeded in making myself look really creepy but I don't care because I also succeeded in making my teeth look really white.
The end bye.