meet andy munster...

Yesterday was pretty relaxing. I got my windshield fixed and cleaned while Sarah, Adam and Keith went out drinking. The me-time was nice. I also watched some Sex and the City, which I plan to do again when I finish writing this blog...

Jaime flew in from Salt Lake City last night. She's a friend of Adam's. We took the max to the airport to pick her up and everyone was piss drunk but me. Sarah and Adam fell asleep on the way. On the way back, Adam fell asleep on the floor of the train and Keith and Sarah fell asleep in their seats. Jaime and I were just talking and minding our own business and... enter Andy Munster. Like Eddie Munster, but Andy. He gets on the train and plops down right behind us. We were sitting in a section of the train that is higher up than the rest, which Adam referred to as "first class". Andy pulls a can of Budweiser out of his jacket and challenges Jaime and I to dare him to drink it... as if he needed to be dared. So I took the bait and encouraged him to do it. He did. He then sees Keith and Adam, walks over to them and goes, "What the hell are you doing? Get up on yourself! Get.. the FUCK... UP on yourself!" He throws another can of Busweiser in Keith's lap and proceeds to kick Adam in the shoe. Adam jumps up ready to fight, but Andy greets him with yet another can of Budweiser. Adam gladly accepts. Then Andy gives Jaime a beer and offers me one too. I declined. Meanwhile, Sarah is still passed out in her seat and Andy doesn't even notice her. He finds out that Jaime is from New York and gets excited that she is from the east coast because he is from Pennsylvania. I told him that we were all east coasters and he then tells us, "They can't handle your attitude out here! People always ask me what my problem is and I tell them I ain't got one!" He also told us that he was a neanderthal, and that he was growing up in Pennsylvania his father would give him and his brothers boxing gloves and tell them to go at it. "And that's how I grew up!" He told us that his favorite place to drink was the tunnel. Keith asked him if he meant the Shanghai Tunnel, which is a bar in Portland, and he said no, he meant the train tunnel. He said whenever the train goes through a tunnel he says, "Dang, I gotta drink!" and he pulls another one out of his coat or backpack. He told Jaime that she had "a nice smile and a nice set of hair" and when Keith pointed to me and said, "isn't she pretty?" he replied with, "I got grandkids her age." I asked him how old he thought I was and he said, "15? 16?" I didn't correct him. I asked him if he knew Dynamite, but unfortunately he did not. Once Sarah finally woke up, Andy proceded to make fun of her mocassins ("what the FUCK are those?") and Sarah said, "I want Dyamite!" All in all it was a great train ride.

Once we got back to the apartment, Keith passed out (at 9:00) and Sarah, Jaime, Adam and I went to dinner at Maso. It was a sushi restaurant. Adam is a sushi chef so he did all the ordering. The chef made me something special and I couldn't tell you what it was. It had cream cheese, vegetables and avocado in it and was made with soy paper rather than seaweed. Delectable. The sushi chef also happened to be friends with Modest Mouse and told us that one of the guys in the band was from Virginia, so I had to tell him that my friend Dana had some sort of connection to them as well. Also, this guy happens to practically be my neighbor. He lives at 22nd and Yamhill. I should have told him, "Hey, the next time the guys from Modest Mouse are hanging out at your apartment, give me a call!" I love that band, but Keith doesn't like them so much. I think he's crazy. When we got back to the apartment a little after 11, Keith woke up and asked me why I was awake so early and he insisted on hugging Sarah goodbye. He was convinced that it was morning already. Poor Keith. It's been a rough two and a half days for him! I pulled the futon mattress off of the floor and put it on the floor for Adam and Jaime and Sarah slept on the couch.

This morning, Sarah, Jaime and I went to the Saturday Market. It's totally huge and I love it, the only problem is it was very cold and rainy this morning and I wasn't dressed properly. Plus we were hungry. So we went to Stumptown for coffee and then to Marathon for brunch. I had a garden burger, sans the fries because I am trying to get really skinny. We came back to the apartment after that and then it was pretty much time for me to take Sarah to the airport. No crazies on the max this time. From there I got off at the Skidmore Fountain stop to meet Jaime , Adam and Keith back at the Saturday Market and while I was waiting for them I went over to the Rogue tent to talk to Ryan. Much to my surprise and delight, the Portland Iditerod (I have no idea how to spell that) was going on and man was is crazy. People get into these little groups and come up with a theme (something ridiculous and crazy) and run (literally) through the streets of Portland in a drunken stupor. Lots of shopping carts were involved. One of them had a stripper pole on it, and a girl dancing on it. The guy pushing the cart was yelling out, "She's available for birthdays, bar mitzvahs (Sorry, I can't spell that either)..." and the icing on the cake was that he himself was wearing nothing but a tshirt and a thong. There was also some guys dressed up as construction workers pushing and pulling and full-sized port-o-potty around. People were drunkenly getting dumped out of their shopping carts and all kinds of madness. Now, imagine being me. I'm sitting here at the Rogue tent waiting for Keith and talking to Ryan. Totally unsuspecting of what is in store for the next 15 minutes. All of a sudden all of these crazy drunk people come running and hooping and hollaring down the street and my mouth was just wide open. I was like, wow this is great. Is this an annual thing and where do I sign up? Keith wants to do it too.

Now Keith and I are back at the apartment. He is taking a nap before work and I am about to go eat some fake chicken nuggets and watch Sex and the City.

Oh, and I am so excited because yesterday I went out for a walk/jog and went passed Corepower Yoga and picked up a class schedule. I was very pleased to find out that they have a c2 class, which is heated and at the intermediate level, for only $8 Monday thru Thursday. Cha-ching! I am so there. Keith can't go with me this week because Adam will still be in town but he said he would go with me the week after. There were actually a lot of men in the class last time I took it. Men seem to enjoy hot yoga, I guess because it makes them sweat? I love to see men doing yoga because I think so many of them think it's "gaaaaay", which is completely ridiculous. I can't wait to start teaching out here. I have an audition on Tuesday, so keep your fingers crossed for me... if I don't get it I might be living on ramen noodles pretty soon!

By the way, my personal email is tami.hurley@yahoo.com, so if you want to leave a comment but don't have a blogspot account, please email me there! My emails go straight to my phone and I would love some feedback! :)

xoxo-
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