Another One Bites The Dust

Did I mention my ONE last very coveted climbing buddy is having a baby? I’m at that terrible age where all my friends are suddenly starting new serious relationships and falling off the face of the earth (Sung, Daniel) or having babies (Frasier, William). This effectively wipes off ALL my backpacking and rock climbing buddies.
During our Monday rock climbing session William mentioned he’s not only having a baby, but he is having two babies – twins – a gaggle. If I had any kind of evil hope that he might still make it out for climbing one night a week, that pretty much killed it. I’m going to have to work on finding some belay buddies in between home hunting. I have an abundance of drinking buddies, I wonder if there’s a place I can go to trade two drinking buddies for one backpacking/climbing buddy…like a Ye Olde Buddy Upgrade Shoppe. I found two slices of stale old pizza in the fridge that I can throw in for additional bartering points. How about I put on this jaunty green felt hat for charisma bonus…what about now? Darn.

Here’s a hint for newbie rock climbers, when your friend is trying to navigate a tough section of the wall, don’t bust out a Weird Al Yankovic’s “Another One Rides the Bus” (parody of “Another One Bites The Dust” by Queen) song. I don’t know what got into William, but while I was climbing he started singing away:

Another one rides the bus
And another comes on
And another comes on
Another one rides the bus
He’s gonna sit by you
Another one rides the bus

I laughed so hard I almost fell off the wall – good thing the dude holding the rope was so preoccupied with singing too.

In other news, my phone is trying to break me and Jessica up – again. Fuck you, phone! I don’t have that many girlfriends to begin, what the hell were you doing holding onto all my text messages? Were you hoping to save them so that you can read them to your friends and mock my grammar? Do they make good reading material when you can’t sleep?  There will be plenty more poorly composed and badly spelled text messages for you to savor in the future, let these ones go.
Jess and I made plans to go out for food and I never heard from her, I looked at my phone today and saw all these messages queued up with “Sending in Progress…” status. I called her to see if she got my text and she asked if I got her text, no for both. Our phones hate each other, this same thing happened a few years back, I would randomly get 4 of the same message from her a week late and some never show up. We would even text in front of each other to test and it’s completely random whether our phones would talk. We laughed, remade plans and made a pact to always call instead of text.

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