El Presidente

On Saturday night we had a sleepover at Rachel's house to fill the void left by Scott when he went out of the town for the weekend. It was a long, crazy night, but totally fun....

During the day we went shopping and I bought some HOTT (yes, that is right, two Ts) clothes for my trip (yay!) But I do not have the shopping stamina that Laura and Adriana have. I mean those two can go for five-six hours. My max is definitely two.

After shopping we went shopping to stock up for the sleepover which we were dubbing "Hustle 'n' Flow Night" because, yes, we were going to watch Hustle and Flow. I bought the beer....I decided on an assortment pack of 24 oz. bottles including Miller Lite, Miller High Life, Sam Adams, Beck's, and Heineken....a veritable cornucopia of beer. Everybody brought something....Popeye's (best biscuits ever), E made mac and cheese, R brought the spinach that Adriana magically turned into spinach, feta, and sundried tomatoes, and E also brough Girl Scout Thin Mint Edy's Ice Cream....what sleepover is complete without ice cream? No sleepover is complete.

So we watched Hustle and Flow, and let me say, wow, it was good. It was what expected, except that it was better. I love movies that take unlikable characters and really humanize them. DJay is extremely unlikable, but you can't help but feel for him. He feels trapped in his life and really upset with the way he is living, but he does have to live....so you as a viewer forgive his unforgivable behavior. I liked it. I do not thinkTerrence Howard will win the Oscar, but his nomination is most deserved.

After the movie, after laying around deciding what to do, we decided to teach Asshole to those uninitiated ones of the group. Now, anybody who knows me knows that Asshole is not my game. Flip cup, kings, beer pong...I am pretty good at. But for some reason, Asshole is not the game for me. One of the more recent times I played comes to mind:

I sort-of started to date this guy who did not live in DC. I say sort-of because we didn't really get to see each other much, but we talked on the phone everyday. Basically without going into too much detail, it was a weird situation, but I liked him, I thought he liked me. He came down to visit Halloween weekend...and I was really excited. Silly, Barbara, you should know not to get excited about a guy, because it always ends in a weird, overly-dramatic way. Sure enough, the first night was great. We went to a party, it was fun, we went back to my place. The next day we were hanging out with friends and he started to treat me like a stranger basically. It was awful. The most awkward and emotionally uncomfortable day of my life. I was so silly and so stupid but I had to keep a brave face on. Instead of just saying see ya, I had to go to the birthday celebrations for a friend, who he happened to be friends with too (that is how I met him). Anyway, we had a discussion on the street on the way to dinner that left me feeling like shit and really upset, but by the time it got to dinner, I decided to just drink away my sorrows. After dinner we decided to play a huge game of Asshole to top the night off. My friend Chris, bless him, decided a good way to ease the tension was to make silly jokes all night long, and I laughed at them. As a matter of fact, I could not stop laughing at them. Tears of a clown, baby. Anyway, it was miserable. I was losing or second-to-losing the whole night..."insult to injury" Mooney kept repeating. Except for one miraculous round where I went from zero to hero....I promptly went back to zero. A rule was made that the winner of the last hand had to chug a bottle of Pumpkin Ale, and you had to play on your honor, and of course, I won that round. And chugged like a champ.

Anyway, I digress....man, loved getting that off my chest, not that any of you don't already know that that happened. So I was one of the few at the sleepover that actually knew how to play. Maybe that is why I won every round.....yeah thats right every round. I like to think it was that I was getting great cards and playing them awesomely. I think it was both. Anyway, I got to be pres three times in a row and make a rule. I am not that creative of a person, so I used the old stand by "you can't say the word 'I'"...it was a hit. I was so proud I had to text my Asshole naysayers to show them that I can succeed! Victory is mine!