The Excitement is Killing Me

I am way to excited for Wedding Crashers. I copied these rules from Kevin's Frat Pack fansite. I hear that Will Ferrell cameos as the guru who gives them the rules. Yay!
Rule #4: No one goes home alone.
Rule #10: Invites are for losers.
Rule #15: Fight the urge to tell the truth.
Rule #17: Every female wedding guest deserves a wedding night.
Rule #25: You understood she heard that, but that's not what you meant.
Rule #27: Don't over drink. The machinery must work in order to close.
Rule #41: Don't hit on the bride! That's a one-way ticket to the pavement.
Rule #53: Be pensive! It draws out the "healer" in women.
Rule #54: Always pull out in time.
Rule #57: Avoid virgins. They're too clingy.
Rule #63: No "chicken dancing." No exceptions.
Gotta love #17 and #54!

Son, You're in the Bible Belt

Well I have returned from my lovely vacation to Murphy, North Carolina. All in all, I had a pretty good time. We visited with a lot of family that I had never met before, but it was fun anyway. All the men talk like the guy from King of the Hill-- no joke. They mumble and pronounce every third syllable. You can't understand a word they say.
I had fun with my sister and brother-in-law. We wanted to get some alcohol for later that night and someone had told us about a liquor store called ABC in town. We went and got a bottle of rum, but my brother-in-law wanted beer. We'd seen wine at the grocery store, so we went there to get beer. When we get there, we realized that they sell wine but no beer. The girl working told us we had to go to Tennessee to get beer. So we get in the car and procede to drive the thirty minutes to the state line. We get there and go to a little shop just over the line. I bought some postcards and my brother-in-law bought a case of Miller Light. The man working was really friendly (as were all the people down there), and he asked us why we were down there. We told him we were visiting family and came down to decorate the cemetery. My brother-in-law asked him why you could buy liquor and wine in Murphy, but no beer and buy beer in Tennessee but no wine or liquor. The man says, "First of all son, you're in the Bible belt. Secondly, Murphy voted in wine, we voted in beer. And the state, which runs the ABC stores, put in the liquor and there was nothing Murphy could do about it. They picketted and petitioned, but there was nothing they could do." We found it completely strange and we found the excuse of being in the "Bible belt" even weirder. "You're in the Bible belt" became a running gag for the rest of the trip.
On Sunday, my dad took us to see the greatest attraction Murphy has to offer. It was a park called Fields of the Wood that was made by the church of God. Imagine if you will a football field. Now imagine it propped up against the side of a large hill. Now instead of the yard markings, imagine the ten commandments written out, larger than life, on the side of the hill. We were definitely in the Bible belt. I have pictures if anyone is interested.
I also got a chance to do some shopping. I got to have country fried steak, chicken and dumplings, bananna pudding, and of course sweet tea. The scenery was beautiful and very peaceful. Not a whole lot going on in the mountains, but they're really pretty. In any case, I had a good vacation.

The Dog and Such

Wow, has it been a while or what? Can't really say what I've been doing that's made me too busy to write because I don't really know. I guess work and whatever have been filling up my time.
Fun story from work Saturday. After a lovely visit from friends, one of my crew members calls me to the front of the store saying that there was a dog in the store. I thought, "Okay, there's a Paris Hilton wannabe with her dog in here." Boy was I wrong! A stray dog decided to walk into the store and have a look around. The husky-German shepard mix was a bit imposing looking at first, but I told her to sit and she did. I called the Franklin county whatever office and gave them a message with the license number, but Pickerington police ended up coming to get the dog. I hope she got home.
That's all I have for right now. I'm sure I will think of a funny R story or something later. Looking forward to Cince de Mayo!