Go Do Your Own Front!

Ron was awesome enough to burn some pictures of the Red Bull Soapbox Derby for me. Check out that sweet ride!

Right when Jen and I got there, we stumbled across our friends GETTING INTERVIEWED BY TELEMUNDO! Heee!

Team Semi-Coherent was sponsored by CW 11, so we got to hang out in a sweet CW Tent all day. We also had boxes of CW stuff, and I discovered my second calling as a Promo Girl when I passed out CW Can Cozies for like an hour.

Here’s Jen and I dishing about Gilmore Girls:

The creativity that went into each boxcar was incredible. It would take forever for me to describe what we saw, and even longer for me to resize all of the pictures and upload them onto my blog. Luckily, somebody put this video on YouTube:

Keep an eye out for Semi-Coherent’s race… Joe had the best save of the day when he almost crashed, balanced out, and went on to pass the other car and win the heat.

He raced the station wagon from National Lampoon’s Vacation:

The guy who drove it was dressed up like Marty Moose from Walley World. I think the part that made me laugh the hardest was towards the end of their race, when both teams lost momentum. Everyone watched Joe get out and start pushing the cart to victory. Then suddenly in the background, the station wagon exploded as Marty Moose burst through the roof, trying to get out of the car. I really hope that gets on YouTube somehow, because I can’t really do that story justice.

So here’s me with my new bra:

I’m kidding. But notice the Burt Reynolds picture hanging in our tent - and check out Nick’s sweet beard!

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After the race, Jen and Ron had another awesome Halloween party. I think my favorite costumes of the night were Warren and Tony, who dressed up like The Warriors.

I did a good job with my costume, though. I was Britney Spears!!!

I made sure to neglect the baby by dropping it repeatedly, leaving it by the stove, letting it hold my beer, etc. I also had a big pregnant belly. Warren gave me the best joke of the night when he said, “Don’t forget, you’re drinking for two.”

I certainly did drink for two, and while the end of the night is a little fuzzy, I do know that Dan and I had a really sweet conversation… something we’ve been meaning to do for a while. It sounds silly, but that was probably my favorite part of the whole weekend.

Our talk got kind of heavy at one point and we paused… then Dan looked down at his outfit and remarked, “I wish we weren’t having this conversation while wearing our costumes.” Hee.

Oh, and I take back what I said about The Warriors. My favorite costume was Dan’s Grape Suit:

And to top it all off, Tony moved in last weekend!!! He lived with me for about 30 minutes before we established Rule One: Tony farts in his room and his room only.

Rule Two is that all of the windows stay open until he masters Rule One. I am also considering banning dairy from the apartment.

Every time we bent over to pick up his furniture, he would let out a Silent-But-Deadly, and then I would have to walk directly into his Fart Cloud while carrying a dresser or whatever. Gross.

I suppose that’s just what happens when you live with a boy. However, the other day I was having an Uglyfat Day, and he gave me a big hug and told me to “shut up, because you’re gorgeous.”

That’s another thing you’ll only get when you live with a boy. So I suppose the farts are a fair trade. It really does feel like home now that he’s there. He carved a Jack-o-Lantern for the porch and everything. I have the feeling that we’re going to have a great time.