As a new director of the Oxford Duplicate Bridge Club, I decided that besides the website for the club (located here) I would have an annual event for team play. I made a flyer for it and everything. At first, I decided to hold it on a Sunday and May 18th was the only Sunday in May that would be appropriate as the 11th would've been Graduation weekend (in a college town, you can't really do anything during that weekend) and the 25th is the beginning of the SEC baseball tournament (in Alabama, but most of the bridge players here are Ole Miss fans).
Then I found out that the larger nearby club has a game on Sunday (a regular club game), and that it would be difficult to convince the players from that club to participate in our special event. So I relented and moved it to Saturday as they do not have a game on Saturdays. However, there is another event in Winona, MS concerning the Ace of Clubs and Mini-McKenney awards on Saturday, May 17th. This time, I have no other time to move to. We'll see how many teams sign up to play. Meg and I want to play, and personally I would enjoy having George/Tina as teammates (who wouldn't, they're really good) or Ann/Sylvia (who do very well at our club for being 299ers). I also think David H. would be good, but he has no regular partner. We'll see how that goes.
Also, the system that David H and I were going to play will have to wait as both of us are finishing our college courses this next week with final exams and whatnot. Boo.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Self-Service Coffee and a Hidden Air Mattress
So, Double Decker has come and gone. Initially, Meg and I expected to house my mother and Emmy (her maid of honor) during the weekend, but they both canceled. Instead, though, I got an email from David Duckworth saying he and his brother are coming and would like a place to crash. So, we entertained the Duckworth boys.
David's brother, Patrick, goes to MSU in Starkville (so did I for 4 years) and he hasn't had a true Oxford experience yet. So, David came up with a checklist of things unique to Oxford to see and do before they left. This list included:
1. Drive over Thrill Hill
2. Get Chicken-on-a-stick from 4 Corners Chevron
3. Drink with Faulkner
4. See the Doorknob at the Center of the Universe
We did get to do 3 of the 4 (we just forgot #1). For those of you who don't know, let me explain.
Thrill Hill is the hill on Johnson St. going towards Lamar Ave. When you drive over it at a sufficient speed, your stomach lurches and some get a thrill from it ;)
Chicken-on-a-stick is a popular "drunk food" here in Oxford as it is offered 24 hours a day at a particular gas station. Other gas stations have food as well, but they don't stay open 24 hr/7 days a week. And it is greasy and yummalicious.
William Faulkner is buried in the cemetery in Oxford and those who knew him would tell you that he was a bit of a drinker. Ok, he drank a lot when he wasn't writing is the story told to me and my friends by someone we can't remember anymore (maybe Charter told me). Anyway, so we took a bottle of Maker's Mark whiskey to his grave, shot straight from the bottle, and poured some on the grave to share with Faulkner.
The Doorknob is a place near Oxford. When going to the doorknob, the destination is not nearly as important as the trip there. Typically, in order to see the doorknob for the first time, you must be blindfolded and hammered drunk (usually you get drunk on the way there). It takes about 15 minutes to get there (or 2 hours if you're Keith Sisson. That was not a good trip.)
I think that this weekend was a success overall. Besides the Oxford must-do list, we went to the festival for food and drink (we drank at the Jubilee as it is one of the only bars on the Square with cards and board games), we played Guitar Hero II and Rock Band (we even went to GameStop to play the drumset there and sing), we went to the Farmer's Market and got Mexican cokes (cokes made with cane sugar rather than high fructose corn syrup) and Pan Dulce, and we went to a good ole-fashioned college party where beer pong and flip-cup were played where there was much consumption of alcohol by those not running in the 10K the next morning (read: Meg and myself).
On a more personal note, I ran the farthest I've ever run at the 10K this weekend (6.2 miles) and I wouldn't have made it if it weren't for Meaghin postponing her marathon training and running with me. xxx
If you weren't aware, I decided to move my bridge posts to a specifically bridge blog. You can find it here: Walking the Dog
David's brother, Patrick, goes to MSU in Starkville (so did I for 4 years) and he hasn't had a true Oxford experience yet. So, David came up with a checklist of things unique to Oxford to see and do before they left. This list included:
1. Drive over Thrill Hill
2. Get Chicken-on-a-stick from 4 Corners Chevron
3. Drink with Faulkner
4. See the Doorknob at the Center of the Universe
We did get to do 3 of the 4 (we just forgot #1). For those of you who don't know, let me explain.
Thrill Hill is the hill on Johnson St. going towards Lamar Ave. When you drive over it at a sufficient speed, your stomach lurches and some get a thrill from it ;)
Chicken-on-a-stick is a popular "drunk food" here in Oxford as it is offered 24 hours a day at a particular gas station. Other gas stations have food as well, but they don't stay open 24 hr/7 days a week. And it is greasy and yummalicious.
William Faulkner is buried in the cemetery in Oxford and those who knew him would tell you that he was a bit of a drinker. Ok, he drank a lot when he wasn't writing is the story told to me and my friends by someone we can't remember anymore (maybe Charter told me). Anyway, so we took a bottle of Maker's Mark whiskey to his grave, shot straight from the bottle, and poured some on the grave to share with Faulkner.
The Doorknob is a place near Oxford. When going to the doorknob, the destination is not nearly as important as the trip there. Typically, in order to see the doorknob for the first time, you must be blindfolded and hammered drunk (usually you get drunk on the way there). It takes about 15 minutes to get there (or 2 hours if you're Keith Sisson. That was not a good trip.)
I think that this weekend was a success overall. Besides the Oxford must-do list, we went to the festival for food and drink (we drank at the Jubilee as it is one of the only bars on the Square with cards and board games), we played Guitar Hero II and Rock Band (we even went to GameStop to play the drumset there and sing), we went to the Farmer's Market and got Mexican cokes (cokes made with cane sugar rather than high fructose corn syrup) and Pan Dulce, and we went to a good ole-fashioned college party where beer pong and flip-cup were played where there was much consumption of alcohol by those not running in the 10K the next morning (read: Meg and myself).
On a more personal note, I ran the farthest I've ever run at the 10K this weekend (6.2 miles) and I wouldn't have made it if it weren't for Meaghin postponing her marathon training and running with me. xxx
If you weren't aware, I decided to move my bridge posts to a specifically bridge blog. You can find it here: Walking the Dog
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