The Video

After much thought, I've decided to limit the amount of information that we're going to feed to the public about last week's "Boys' Weekend Up North".  Not that anyone did anything much worse than drink way too much, but after reviewing all of the video and pictures, I think all of our public images will be better preserved if we skip the drunken, expletive filled tirades and escapades that this group of 6-7 (depending on the day) is capable of.  Especially since my commentary on one vid is the worst example we caught on tape.  My mom is going to be so proud when she reads this!  At least I was still wearing my pants......unlike when I met Mike Sherman several years ago.  I still don't know why he crossed paths with the Pants Free movement in Menomonie that day. 
But I digress.....

Here's the one video that we're hoping will not only entertain the masses, but maybe help us pay for future "Boys' Weekends Up North".  (Seriously guys, we need to find a shorter name.)



The video's been submitted to Funniest Home Videos and we're all keeping our fingers crossed.

Being the slave that I am to my own narcissism, and because I became keenly aware of intellectual property rights while a reporter, I proudly announce that Beer Golf was my idea.  This is by far the best way I've found to rid your buddy's cooler of the shitty beer that has become a requirement of the game.  Don't waste the good stuff on this, it's harder than it looks.  On that note, I do have to commend Mr. Anderson for choking down the Natural Light that was used in the video. (BTW....I will gladly rephrase that sentence if the powers that be at Anheuser-Bush are reading this and would like to sponsor our Beer Golf team for training and future events.  We're mainly hoping for money or tear-away pants.)

Speaking of undrinkable crap, who the hell started ruining The Captain with diet coke?  Due to a mix-up, I can now say I've tried it, but quickly cleansed my pallet afterward with a tasty Jaeger Bomb.  That's how the Boys roll......

Webster will never be the same.

I'm finally going to try to get back to writing a bit, but this is just going to be a note of thanks.

A group of guys I hadn't seen together in years invited me to Siren for their annual Boys' Weekend Up North and I don't think I could have had any more ridiculously juvenile fun. At one point, it looked like we might have made up about 10% of the crowd at Webster Days. I can confidently say that one in our crowd kicked off the street dance, virtually on his own, another earned VIP status within the group and definitely left an impression on the locals and we all drank enough to keep us well hydrated.

I'm not going to say any more at this point. We will post pics and vids through this blog a little bit later if not too horrified once we sober up.

One other thing....I really miss hanging out in Northwest Wisconsin. For those who don't know, I was once a radio reporter out of Amery and spent a lot of time traveling between River Falls in the south to Superior in the north. Couldn't believe the number of places where I remembered hanging out in Burnett County. If I could find a way to transplant my job to that area and still earn a living, I'd do it in a heartbeat. But then again, they don't have any 24-hour White Castles up there.