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Inaugural Inauguration Post

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Inauguration

So the inauguration’s tomorrow. Should be interesting.”

Probably not.”

“You don’t think so Sara? It’s a historic day.”

Historic doesn’t mean interesting. Maybe I’m just jaded, but I don’t find political speeches very exciting. Blah Blah..we’re moving forward..Change…we can..yes.”

Aww, is someone a grumpy pants today?” Scott says, playfully punching Sara in the shoulder.

So are we watching the inauguration?”

“I was planning on watching.”

Working. Can’t.”

This Afternoon..

Drinking game? There must be one right?”

Of course! Do we really want to drink?”

Silly question.”

It’s still morning.”

Does that matter?”

Not really.”

I haven’t gone to bed yet. So it’s technically my night.”

I hate your schedule.”

Okay! Let’s do this! Primer shots!” Frank grabs a bottle of tequila.

Ann groans. “This isn’t going to end well.”

I’ll get our beers.” Billy says, as it nears noon.

Drink to the future!” Scott proclaims, as Obama comes up to take his oath.


Did you end up watching Sara?”

Yeah, I did. After they sent around an email banning people from streaming it because too many people were streaming video hogging resources, they put it up on the big LCDs we have hanging to monitor servers.”

Turned out to be a pretty powerful speech.”

Sure, I mean, he’s had months to work on it.”

There were a bazillion people there! How could they even hear or see?”

I don’t know, they showed people in the crowd taking pictures and videos. I couldn’t help thinking that all they’d get was a small grainy image. Are they really ever going to watch that again?”

Nah, they’ll upload it to their computer and it’d sit there. Occasionally people will see it and ask what it is. They’ll have to explain it’s the inauguration.”

I think the American flags will give it away.”

True, that’s a good point. Still not New York Times worthy images though.”

And the pictures you take are?”

I’d like to think with a good camera and some opportunity, I could take pictures just as well as anyone else.”

Keep dreaming dude.”

January 20th, 2009 by Ann in Uncategorized
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All-Star Aftermath

Welcome to the 6th floor

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Billy and Scott.

Subject: How we fared

Wasn’t going to bother with an aftermath post, (Alright, I’m just lazy), but Brave Astronaut asked in a comment: So the game went on longer than many expected. Anyone up yet there on the sixth floor? Did anyone make it to the end? I fell asleep in the 13th. No drinking was involved, unfortunately. I’m just old.” So since I/we don’t get many commenter requests I figured I’d acquiesce (Never used that word before, it’s a bugger to spell), and rather than a comment reply which chances are he’d never check back to see, I’d just post.

Ann: I’m not that into baseball, and I was going to read while we watched, but Sara made me put down my book and Scott forced beer into my hands and made me pay attention. I cheated a little and didn’t always drink when I was supposed to. (See? I can too cheat when I want to Scott!) When the game (both drinking and All-Star) deteriorated, I stopped drinking and was pretty much fine.

Sara: Sara was doing fine, until Billy Wagner blew the save. Sara points out that had he not let up runs last year, the NL would’ve won that one too. While she continued playing after that, She was also doing plenty of side-drinking too. She stumbled out of here this morning to go to work not looking pleasant, and she had _two_ travel mugs of coffee with her.

Tabitha: Tabitha likes baseball the least of any of us, but that led her to really pay attention to the drinking cues rather than any of the actual game. She switched between beer and weak kamikazis, so she was pretty much okay by morning.

Billy: Billy really took to the game, and since he was off Wednesday he didn’t even have to worry about work. Even though we did stay up for the end of the game, Billy had to ask Sara the score the next morning, because he didn’t even remember that we stopped paying attention to the drinking game sometime in extra innings.

Scott: Scott’s really developing a crazy tolerance. We joke that no longer can we buy a six pack and split it evenly, he has to get his own. Tonight Scott may have gone overboard, finding excuses to take shots all night long. There is a disturbingly empty looking bottle of gin in the sink (and cracked) and I’m hoping that most of it leaked out through that crack and not into Scott. Scott was all ready to start up a game of asshole after the game ended, and even got as far as bringing out the cards before we groaned at him. After the game ended he decided it was a good idea to make pancakes, which made some of us nauseous and the others hungry. This became funnier in the morning when Tab, not really hungover but very groggy, sat down at the table and ended up sitting in a half cooked left over pancake. Apparently Scott was experimenting with his pancake flipping abilities..drunk and lost one. I wish I’d gotten a picture.

July 18th, 2008 by Ann in baseball, Beer
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Killer Bunnies

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Killer Bunnies and the Quest for the Magic Carrot

Disclaimer: Killer Bunnies and the Quest for the Magic Carrot is a card game, and really fun. And insane. We highly recommend it. (And off-topic, Thanks everyone for all the New Year wishes! We hope everyone is having a happy new year so far and continues to enjoy the blog as much as I enjoy bugging my roommates about it!)

Okay! We’re playing bunnies then.”

Drinking bunnies?”

Drinking always works. We never agree on the rules though.”

When you kill a bunny take a drink, when you lose a bunny take a drink.”

Drink for every carrot you get. Two for Flo.”

I’ve got a better idea. Instead of trying to plan when we drink, how about we just drink, and play bunnies?”

I’ll make sure everyone’s drinking enough.”

Well then, Scott’s volunteered to get us drinks.”

Scott, I don’t have a drink! You’re slipping up!”

Doh.” Scott gets up and gets drinks for everyone, and Ann deals and they start playing.

I’m going to play poison cups on your sinister bunny Tabitha.”

Pick your poison!”

Why me? What’d I ever do to you?”

You’ve got triple bunnies.”

Fine. Violet.” Tabitha rolls, Violet is higher and the bunny survives. “Ha!”

My turn. Feed the bunny Billy.”

Ann and Tabitha are whispering to each other. “What are you two whispering about? No alliances now.”

Alliances? Now would we do that? We were just discussing what drink we want Scott to get us next.” Tabitha grins.

I don’t think I agreed to fetch everyone’s drinks all night did I?”

Yup. You did. Now get on it.” Ann gives Scott her and Tabitha’s drink orders.

Fine, but I’m taking my turn first. I’m playing the green jello with evil pinapple chunks on Sara’s Bunnies of Hazzard.”

Hey now!”

Use your defense.”

I’d have to use both. I think I’ll risk it.” Sara rolls, and gets a 2. “Fuck!” Sara puts the bunny in the discard pile and Scott finishes his turn.

I can’t believe this developed into a guys versus girls game.”

Sara started it!”

Did not! Frank’s the one that locked us between the barriers.”

Only because you placed the first barrier! The second one just make sense if I was going to attack Ann.”

And why did you have to attack me? You could’ve attacked Billy.”

Because Billy never wins bunnies, so it’s pointless to attack him.”

It’s random! There is no way to know who’s going to win each game.”

He’s right though. I never win. Even though I have four carrots right now, I’m sure they must all be losers.”

Well, time to find out. My top run card reopens Kaballa’s market and I’m going to buy the last carrot.”

Oh! But I have no bunnies!”

You’ve got a bunny in space, that counts.”

Oh, okay. Dispense with the magic carrot revealing.”

Tabitha reads through the carrot deck, until all the carrots have been eliminated except one.

Rick! Mine! I win! Haha, in your face Frank!”

Lucky! I knew I should’ve stolen Rick somehow. We agreed the winner gets the next round of drinks right?”

Yeah. I’m down with that, I’m tired of getting up.”

Sara gets up and does a little dance into the kitchen. “What would the losers like to drink?”

Wow, it’s 2am already? Maybe nothing.”

Yeah, time flies when you’re playing bunnies.”

So the losers can’t drink anymore?

Just because Frank’s decided 2am is late doesn’t mean the rest of us can’t continue drinking. Bring it on!”

The next morning arrives, and everyone is awake and has made their way to the kitchen to have breakfast. Everyone except Scott and Sara, who are asleep with their heads on the table, and a couple of empty bottles and two half-empty bottles next to them. Frank’s debating what he should do to them when Scott wakes up.

I guess I never made it to bed huh? At least I beat Sara.”

How can you tell who ‘beat’ who?”

She fell asleep first I think..but at least I woke up first.”

Maybe that’s because she out-drank you?”

I don’t think so..we were on the same amount of beers and..” Scott pauses and picks up the two half-full bottles of beer. “Looks about the same..” Scott takes a big swig of his beer.

Everyone: “Eww!”

There. I drank more.” Scott looks up at everyone. “Why are you all cringing?”

January 16th, 2008 by Ann in 6th Floor, Beer
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