As many of you know, I was fortunate enough to spend a weekend at NorCal's home this weekend. It's no secret that NorCal has a mighty reputation around these forums, and is envied by many, respected by all. I've been fortunate enough to be friends with NorCal for about a year now, and I'm happy to say I consider him to be one of my best friends, and I'm here to tell you that a weekend with NorCal is pretty much everything you'd expect it to be... minus the naked women running around his living room. There was also much more napping than I expected, but was totally okay with.
The trip started with him picking me up at the train station. I didn't have to jump into the moving car as predicted, but the ride back to his house did include driving the wrong way down a one way street.
We got to La Casa de NorCal a little before midnight, and we stayed up until 4 watching wrestling matches and the HBK/Bret Hart documentary, where we agreed Shawn Michaels is a legendary tool and Bret Hart is too big of a mark for the business. It was this night that I learned that the 10 man tag match at Canadian Stampede is one of the best matches ever, and not just because of the insane reaction it got.
The following day saw us get breakfast at Waffle House (my first time at a Waffle House), stock up on soda and candy for the show, and headed back to NorCal's house. We chilled for a while, played some WWE 12, and then he went off to take a nap while I watched the Devils game. I wound up falling asleep too, because his couch is unbelievably comfortable. It wound up hosting three naps and two full night's of sleep.
By the time NorCal got up the Devils had just lost, and it was time to make the preparations. He went the most roundabout way of ordering the PPV (Verizon was being a bitch), and we got a giant pizza and 25 chicken wings from Buffalo Wild Wings.
We got back, killed a few minutes by watching something on Netflix (I don't even remember what it was now), and soon the PPV began. It was the most fun I've ever had watching a PPV, and also probably the most I've eaten in about 5 years. Normally NorCal and I shoot texts back and forth during wrestling shows, so it was nice to finally be able to joke around and talk wrasslin' face to face. We both agreed that Sheamus probably wrestled his best match ever at Extreme Rules, and that the Cena/Lesnar match was made better due to the fact Lesnar went flying over the top rope.
We went to bed pretty shortly after the show was over and a good discussion was had about the various matches.
I spent the following day napping and watching the rest of Season 1 of Game of Thrones while NorCal was at work. He got back fairly early in the day, and we got some delicious burgers, watched a few documentaries on Netflix and then watched Raw, which was very enjoyable and we had many laughs over some silly things.
Then he drove me to the train station I went back home. It sounds like a pretty plain weekend in terms of what we did, but I can't emphasize enough how many lulz and good conversations about Game of Thrones was had.
More importantly, I learned a lot, and I even made a list...
1) Every flat surface can serve as a table or shelf.
2) When you're a man living on your own, you don't need a kitchen table. Or chairs for that matter.
3) Black people ruin IHOP on Sunday mornings.
4) Turkey Jerky is delicious.
5) There is no set guidelines to determine whether a match is good or bad. Most of the times they just are or are not.
6) Perry Saturn used to be un-fucking-believable in the ring.
7) The Terminator is El Terminacío in Spanish.
8) Probably a lot more shit that I just can't remember right now.
And NorCal learned things too...
1) How to torrent stuff.
As you can see, the exchange of ideas was something out of Barbosa's Ivory Tower.
It was an amazing time, and I'm hoping I can return the favor up in Boston one day in the distant future when he gets back from his trip to the desert.
The trip started with him picking me up at the train station. I didn't have to jump into the moving car as predicted, but the ride back to his house did include driving the wrong way down a one way street.
We got to La Casa de NorCal a little before midnight, and we stayed up until 4 watching wrestling matches and the HBK/Bret Hart documentary, where we agreed Shawn Michaels is a legendary tool and Bret Hart is too big of a mark for the business. It was this night that I learned that the 10 man tag match at Canadian Stampede is one of the best matches ever, and not just because of the insane reaction it got.
The following day saw us get breakfast at Waffle House (my first time at a Waffle House), stock up on soda and candy for the show, and headed back to NorCal's house. We chilled for a while, played some WWE 12, and then he went off to take a nap while I watched the Devils game. I wound up falling asleep too, because his couch is unbelievably comfortable. It wound up hosting three naps and two full night's of sleep.
By the time NorCal got up the Devils had just lost, and it was time to make the preparations. He went the most roundabout way of ordering the PPV (Verizon was being a bitch), and we got a giant pizza and 25 chicken wings from Buffalo Wild Wings.
We got back, killed a few minutes by watching something on Netflix (I don't even remember what it was now), and soon the PPV began. It was the most fun I've ever had watching a PPV, and also probably the most I've eaten in about 5 years. Normally NorCal and I shoot texts back and forth during wrestling shows, so it was nice to finally be able to joke around and talk wrasslin' face to face. We both agreed that Sheamus probably wrestled his best match ever at Extreme Rules, and that the Cena/Lesnar match was made better due to the fact Lesnar went flying over the top rope.
We went to bed pretty shortly after the show was over and a good discussion was had about the various matches.
I spent the following day napping and watching the rest of Season 1 of Game of Thrones while NorCal was at work. He got back fairly early in the day, and we got some delicious burgers, watched a few documentaries on Netflix and then watched Raw, which was very enjoyable and we had many laughs over some silly things.
Then he drove me to the train station I went back home. It sounds like a pretty plain weekend in terms of what we did, but I can't emphasize enough how many lulz and good conversations about Game of Thrones was had.
More importantly, I learned a lot, and I even made a list...
1) Every flat surface can serve as a table or shelf.
2) When you're a man living on your own, you don't need a kitchen table. Or chairs for that matter.
3) Black people ruin IHOP on Sunday mornings.
4) Turkey Jerky is delicious.
5) There is no set guidelines to determine whether a match is good or bad. Most of the times they just are or are not.
6) Perry Saturn used to be un-fucking-believable in the ring.
7) The Terminator is El Terminacío in Spanish.
8) Probably a lot more shit that I just can't remember right now.
And NorCal learned things too...
1) How to torrent stuff.
As you can see, the exchange of ideas was something out of Barbosa's Ivory Tower.
It was an amazing time, and I'm hoping I can return the favor up in Boston one day in the distant future when he gets back from his trip to the desert.
