Sorry for the delay and overall lack of posting recently. I've been working 12-13 hour days and just haven't had the time to get on the blog. Trust me, there will be a post or 2 relating to this topic in the coming days. But today, it's on to happier topics like my trip to Pittsburgh last weekend.
Last weekend was simply put, one of the best weekends I've had in a very long time. It actually started off quite treacherously, no not because of wine bonging, but because of PennDOT. On the way out to Pittsburgh at around 1 AM, I hit some heavy snow about 25 miles west of Exit 57 on the turnpike. Of course, PennDOT had the night off, (when don't they?) and decided not to salt or plow the roads. I was able to hit a super fast 35 MPH the rest of the way, and I was seriously blowing cars away. Gotta love PennDOT! Anyway, I did arrive safely to Amy's place around 2 AM and tried to get to sleep shortly after for my 6:45 wakeup call to get to work.
I woke up around 6:45 and walked through the snow to the bus stop with Amy and Casey (we were all working in the same building). {9 hours of unnecessary material deleted.} Then, Amy and I left the US Steel Building around 4:30.
Friday night consisted of many Captain n' Cokes and a bunch of my best friends coming over to Mikey's place (my old stomping grounds) to hang out. We did absolutely nothing special, just chilled, drank, and BSed for a few hours. It was fantastic. At first it seemed a little weird being back in Pittsburgh. I hadn't been back for about 3 months, and I didn't want to feel distanced from the whole thing. But after surveying the room and checking out the scene, I knew I was in the right place. I just felt right. I always look forward to going to Pittsburgh, and it's not because I do extremely rare or special things when I'm there. Simply put, the last 4 years of my life were spent there, and I feel like I established some solid roots in that time. Moving back to Philly and uprooting again may or may not have been a good decision. I did decide that night that within the next year or so, there is an extremely high probability I will move back. I don't like to use absolutes like "definitely" or anything like that, but suffice it to say that I won't be surprised if my zip code in a year is 15223 or something like that.
After hanging at my bro's for a while, we made our way to Gene's Place, my favorite dive bar in Oakland, or anywhere for that matter. The night got a little hazy at that point, and I don't remember all that much. Apparently we came back to my brother's place and I puked in both bathrooms over the next hour. Lesson #1 kids, your tolerance goes to shit after college. Apparently, after puke #2 I passed out on the bathroom floor. My brother found me there a little bit later and had to pick me up from the floor. Next thing I know, it's 10 AM and my parents are calling. There's nothing like re-living your undergrad years!
I spent most of Saturday with Yan at Piper's, my favorite soccer bar in Pittsburgh, or anywhere for that matter. We had a nice heart-to-heart (very manly) and got to talking about our plans for the upcoming years. Add a few more points to the "Reasons I Need to Come Back to Pittsburgh" tally. In all seriousness, it was really good to catch up. I don't get to talk to Yan, or many of you guys in Pittsburgh, nearly enough, and I cherish each opportunity I get to hang with you guys.
Later that night, me, Mikey and his roommates went out to dinner. On the way there, we were 2 minutes behind a nasty hit and run accident at Forbes and Bigelow. Apparently, some guy ran a red light, smashed into a car, drove up on the sidewalk in front of Hillman Library, and drove away. I think the driver of the innocent car was OK, thankfully. I hope the other driver suffered internal bleeding and is lying in a ditch somewhere. When we got to Union Grill, we were sitting at the bar waiting for our table, when this 65 year old guy sitting right next to us collapsed and was lying unconscious on the floor. The typical, "Is anyone a doctor?" shit went down until a paramedic came over to check on this guy. What was wrong with him? Apparently, he was really fucked up (drunk) and just simply had too much and collapsed. Are you kidding me? Who does that over the age of 25? Anyway, after witnessing what could have been death twice in an hour, I was extra cautious the rest of the night.
I spent the rest of the night at Joey D's Christmas party, which was an interesting mix of a college party and an adult party. It was actually quite comical. You could see half the people trying to act like adults, drink "adult" alcoholic beverages, look classy, talk about their jobs, and be home by 12:30. The other half of the crowd was still acting like they did in college, drinking whatever was around, taking shots, wearing a tie because that was the theme of the party, and staying around until 4:00 AM. Yours truly is not ashamed to say he still falls in the second category, and that is not going to change any time soon. Let's leave that topic for another post at another time though.
On Sunday, I packed it up and got ready to leave, this time with a little more direction than I came in with. It felt really good to get my head straight for 48 hours, and going to Pittsburgh and forgetting about my job was exactly what I needed. I'm going to be back for New Year's, and I'm hoping to have just as much fun as I did last weekend. I know it will be. So until next time, see you later Pittsburgh, it's been real.
Song of the Day: Ryan Adams - Come Pick Me Up
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