Quotable Weekend Mumbo-Jumbo

"Marble, you look huge in those boxers!!"
--Jon Greenberg. Quite possibly the biggest, "wait, that didn't come out right" statement of all time. Apparently, the length of the undies I was wearing made me look really tall, but clearly Boomer was missing his girlfriend and felt that this was a decent way of expressing it. Oh Coop...

"You expletive expletive Pittsburgh expletive expletive expletive!!!!!!"
--DJ Lacey, who did not take the game 2 loss, or the plethora of Pens fans strutting around Happy Valley, very well at all. In D's defense, those fans are definitely top-5 most obnoxious in the world.

"I'm pissed I never got to get a drink with that kid"
--Dave Anglin, lamenting the fact he never had any intimate coversation-time with recently-deceased broadcaster Harry Kalas. Calling a 73-year-old legend "kid" is towing the appropriate-conduct line. If anyone can get away with it though, it's Daewoo. I completely knew where he was coming from, because I too was disappointed I never got to meet Harry after all the things that have been said in recent ceremonies to honor his life.

"I'm disgusted when people use baby-talk when speaking to dogs."
--Liz Wright. This prompted what could possibly be the funniest 4 and a half minutes of my life, watching Liz and Dave go back and forth doing their best baby-talk impressions while the other laughed hysterically. I think that they really pushed each other to impersonation excellence last night. It was a sight to see as each impression was even more over-the-top than the previous one, and at points it was an incomprehensible melting pot of giggles and goo-goo gaa-gaas.

"I'm really strange. You guys are the only people I can really be myself around."
--Ben Sommers. This kicks off the sentimental portion of the program, just to let everyone know. This comment wasn't made it a overtly serious vein. It was just a statement of fact that was such a telling one about the night. It's so rare these days, maybe a handful of times in a year anymore, that the crew can get together. And at a Proctor-bash nonetheless. That's an ever rarer occurrence. Chemistry is a huge part of any relationship, it doesn't strictly relate to courtship. Picking up where you left of with someone you haven't seen in months can be awkward. But when it's not, it a pretty spectacular event because you really cherish (NOTE: "cherish" has become such a hallmark word, I'm gonna try and avoid using it in the future) the time even more due to its infrequency.

"Dude, I'd go back to high school in a heartbeat."
--John Proto. This quote was followed up by nods of agreement from everyone who heard it. (You can read more nostaligia-filled writing by following the link listed, which will send you to the Artist formermly known as Dan Lacey's Blog...http://dj27.blogspot.com/2009/04/ruminations-on-krishna-nostalgia-and.html...RIP) The fact of the matter always remains, rearing its ugly head often: Growing up sucks. There's no getting around it. It's a sad fact of life that we all must come to terms with, but no one really wants to. All the high school drama in the world wouldn't be the tip of the iceberg for a person in their mid-twenties. Everything gets too serious to quick, and we're left with memories of a simpler time. But at one point last night, it hit me. Several hours of memory-sharing and laughing with people you love is what you need to stomach all the meloncholy sentiment that builds up inbetween those times. I feel revitalized going into a ridiculously busy stretch of life after this weekend. So thanks to all of you who helped in this process.