Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Snowmageddon 2011



What's the word, blogosphere? Sir Marcus T. Williams here. I know what you're thinking, and to answer your question, yes, there is a good chance I will be taken with the #1 overall selection in the upcoming NFL Draft. I just had a hell of a season on NCAA Football 2011 on Xbox 360 and NFL teams just can't ignore that sort of football acumen.

But if by chance you weren't thinking that, then you're probably taken aback by a new blog entry so soon after the last one. What can I say? I'm a people pleaser, and after all 0 of you came pining for another dip into the pool, I couldn't resist. On top of that, those of us in the mid-MO area have found ourselves with A LOT of free time this week. It's one thing to lay around and relax at your house of your own volition, but to be forced into confinement by inclement weather is something totally different. I'm now balls deep into day 3 of what's apparently going to be a snow week, and if you all are anything like me, you've become somewhat stir crazy from being cramped up in the house. In an effort to keep myself occupied, some random musings from the first half of the week include:

Redheads are good at board games.
- In real life Scrabble, it's Miss Frizzle: 6, Sir Marcus: 0. In an effort to alleviate some of the mounting pressure that all of this losing is creating, I'm thinking it may be time to change games. I've been known to be a ruthless dictator in Monopoly, so hopefully I can coerce her into playing that at some point. If not that, then I'll settle for some Seinfeld-themed Scene It or trivia. Failing that, I'll get a new roommate.

- I'll sporadically snatch up my pocket thesaurus and start looking for new words to implement into my lexicon of everyday usage. While this may help create an increasingly keen and verbose vocabulary, there are some words that you just can't utilize without coming across like a pompous ass. That's just the verisimilitude of the matter, my naive little constituents.

- No matter how much food you buy on your trips to the grocery store, a week of seclusion and very little outside adventure has a way of dwarfing that sense of accomplishment that you had upon leaving the store. Nothing gives you perspective like cereal in water or Ramen noodles with eggs in them.

- In preparation for weeks like this, more than half of my DVD collection is comprised of whole seasons of my favorite TV shows. Lately, me and my girl AnnHog have been chain-swallowing episodes of Arrested Development, but even that has had the proverbial monkey wrench thrown in it, as this snowdrift has kept us separated; Mother Nature is a serious player hater. Also, if you can't get down with Arrested Development, then I can't claim to really get down with you, so get on that, you knuckleheads.


- I've recently been advised not to speak so much about the ebbs and flows of my romantic life in public venues. Tis a pity though, because the latest episode of "Different Toilet, Same Shit" was pregnant with good story potential.

- The fact that I recently purchased a bike seems more and more like a cruel joke as time passes. It sits there silently mocking me on a daily basis. First of all, it may have been slightly shortsighted to get one now that my undergraduate college career is, for all intents and purposes, over. Sure, I still take a couple classes, but this bike definitely would have helped me much more in any semester besides this one. Add to that the fact that we are buried in knee-high snow and what you get is a recipe for bad timing with a side of wasted money. The bike is still safely nestled in its box, still very much unassembled. I won't yet be getting exercise in the traditional sense that the bike was meant for, but it is good for an exercise in futility.

This really happened. Megaphone and all.
- Some people don't know how to handle a little fame. I briefly mentioned her here the other day, and now all the notoriety has gone to her head. For reasons unbeknownst to me, Jorge Pedro thinks it's okay to yell at me via various social arenas as if I'm one of her subjects. She's basically a meaniehead.

That's as good a closer as any, so I bid you all adieu for now. Until next time,  this is Sir Marcus T. Williams signing off...

Yall stay classy out there.

1 comment:

  1. Ha the picture depicts our relationship very well...and I know you like it but I will try to calm it down a tad. I would like to think that our last encounter was very civil..was it not?

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