Smack me with a bat and call me dirty.....

So yeah it was an interesting weekend. Friday hit the haunted houses in Berea with Cris, Gracie and Brian. They were pretty good. I jumped a few times which is always a good thing. LOL Although damn them for making me go first in the one house. The lady checking the tickets made us go in height order from shortest to tallest and that was me by about an inch! Pitch black houses are bad enough for finding your way but eventually your eyes adjust and you can make the most of any little bit of light in there. Well I would have loved that over the one I got to go first for. Most of the walls were fence but then you got to add in a ton of fog/smoke with lights in some spots which made the smoke and fence kind of screw with your eyes. Especially the times when it was more of a strobe light. All of us needed a break for our eyes after that house. This one guy jumped out and of course cause me to scream like a bitch. He went further up and you would think that would have put me on guard but oh nooo!! Yeah he got me again and almost fell on the ground laughing. Punk! Then afterwards we hit a bar near there...did some bowling and Golden Tee. I won at Golden Tee and managed to sink a 96 foot putt! Go me!! Bowling I kicked ass 2 times and lost once...go me with a 201! FNF!!

Saturday hit Scalpers with the group. Wasn't too bad after a bit even if Scalpers is starting to get a little old but oh well. I had fun BSing with everyone. Ohhh almost forgot a part of that day which is important to the title of this entry! My dad took my truck to use it. And the night before I had been listening to this one CD and figured okay turn it back to radio and no biggie. It was a burned CD from a friend and let's just say it's one of those CDs you don't want your parents knowing you listen to. LOL Needless to say when I woke up and saw the CD sitting on the counter I was a little like eek!! It's actually two CDs burned onto the one and here are the titles for them....Greatest Tits and Dr.Dirty's Sphincter Unplugged. So um yeah now you can see my point a bit more. Hopefully he didn't listen to any of it because um songs about gang bangs and having a slippery slobbery twat aren't songs you want to have your parents hear. LMAO!! Both are John Valby CD's aka Dr.Dirty and um yeah they are crude but funny as hell.

Then Sunday I was up for softball. Went to roll over to go back to sleep and my alarm went off...damn the world to hell!! We lost both games. I went 2 for 4 which wasn't bad. Almost got killed playing catcher. Damn foul balls being hit back. I just kept playing duck and cover. But what was worse was this one girl! First time she got on base and the ump warned her manager that if she threw the bat again she'd be called out. Let's just say that at-bat I caught the bat in my hand. I was like woah! Next at-bat...bat off the shin...thankfully it wasn't that hard. 3rd at-bat we had bases loaded and thankfully I didn't move an inch to the left or I would have taken another bat off the body. It delayed me covering my base a bit. 4th at-bat...ahh bat off the top of the foot as I went to stand up. 5th at-bat...once again if I had moved an inch to the left I would have taken the bat off the elbow or somewhere else. How she didn't get called out on that one and the one before I'm not sure of. 6th at-bat she foulded one off and I almost got hit with that bat. Then thankfully she struck out on that at-bat so I didn't have to worry about the bat. I was not a happy camper considering we don't wear any gear in adult leagues so that easily could have been a bat to the head or face. Yet another reason I hate playing catcher. It's bad enough having to worry about foul balls and people sliding into you if there's a play at home but to have to worry about flying bats is another one! I pretty much did nothing after that because I was just soo worn out.