SBK2K9 Workout Plan

Objective: Get Ripped
Execution: Lackluster
Training Method: Navy SEAL 12 week program
End Results: TBD
Get Jacked

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SAW has a problem

a fighting problem. We are going to have to hold an intervention if his tank-like beastouts and dominations become an everyday occurence.
Signed your fellow bloggers

We need $500

Finish this pizza in 1 hour, and you get $500 beans.

Bob and I are heading down somewhere south (hopefully) for the BC bowl game. A possible side trip includes going to pointersdelivery in St. Louis and trying to conquere the Pointersaurus pizza. 28" of meaty cheesy goodness. If we finish in under 1 hour then we get $500.

In order to do this we have worked out a comprehensive 3 week workout plan.

Week 1
1 gallon of water a day
Large iceburg lettuce beastout monday and thurs.
Weekend: 24" Presto's cheese pizza

Week 2
1-2 gallons of water a day
Iceburge lettuce beastouts monday and thurs.
Celery regiment every day.
Weekend: 24" presto's chicken and pepperoni pizza.

Week 3
2 gallons of water a day.
Iceburg lettuce beastout every 2 days
Celery regiment every day
Weekend: 24" Presto's chicken and pepperoni pizza, small 10" 1 topping (tbd.) MUST FINISH ASAP

So here is the key to success. $500 is alot of money for doing something we love. Results will follow someday...

Cheese Sub Follow-up

Being very interested as well in the mystery of the Cheese Sub pricing, I decided to enter my least favorite pizza spot Pino's and end the controversy. Transcript follows

Me: Can I get a slice, and by the way why is the cheese sub 50 cents more than the cheeseburger

Pino's: What are you talking about? (startled expression)

Me: Yeah its more expensive and it doesnt have any meat.

Pino's: Lemme see that (comes out behind the counter and looks at the board)

Pino's: Huh...I guess the fucking cheese is expensive.

Me: Guess it is.


The mystery is over....lon live the cheese sub

What is a cheese sub?

For the past few weeks, I have settled into a routine of becoming severely inebriated and ordering a cheeseburger sub (with ketchup, mayo, lettuce--the simplest yet most tasty of combo's) from Cleveland Circle's own Pino's Pizza. Every time I go down to pick up my toasty goodness, there is always one particular menu item that catches my eye...the cheese sub.

Now a cheese sub sounds relatively harmless, but there is an underlying problem which turns my world upside down. The sub is priced $.50 more than a cheeseburger sub. For an additional $.50 I lose two hamburger patties. How could this possibly be? What warrants an extra $.50 for a cheese sub?

I am really curious about this. What could possibly command a $.50 premium for the loss of two patties? I must be missing something. Perhaps it is the rarest of cheeses only reserved for cheese subs. Maybe there are multiple cheeses which combine to form a title wave of melted flavor. What could this cheese sub possibly be?

I mean, I could order a cheese sub, but what if it is nothing more than a sub roll and 1 type of cheese. My night would be ruined. The though of myself paying $.50 more for a severely crippled sub is terrifying! I might as well just order a cheeseburger sub and tell them to hold the patties! At least that way I save $.50.

I could also just ask someone what is on there, but then I risk a price increase on the cheeseburger sub--a dietary staple of mine. The cheeseburger sub is the cheapest of all subs (at $5 for a small) and because of this, i am able to afford multiple subs per week.

Perhaps the cheese sub is actually an awesome sub with great flavor and ass loads of cheese. I am just not prepared for the consequences of an inferior sub. Some day I will order a cheese sub, but for now, the cheese sub will remain a true enigma to me.

Late Updates

In Quick Bullet Form to be written about later, when i'm not so lazy.
- Deep Fried White Castle Cheeseburgers aka the wonders of deepfrying
- Demps' birthday blowout
- sevens tourney
- the types of tourists that i most hate in europe
There will be pictures, so just you wait

baked like a lobster

So on Tuesday, I woke up around 10:30 or so real hungover from the prior nights fun. I ran 4 miles, and felt like i had gotten stabbed in the lungs. It was going to be a good day, and so it was. Hit the beach in killiney, with the girls and chuck. Threw Ms. cannon into the ocean ( a highlight), drank on top of a hobo lair, and watched two druggies get arrested by the gardai. All in a hard day's work. Thats me a true wunderkind. On Wednesday, I hurt terribly, looked in the mirror and say my freckled paleness replaced by the exoskeleton of boiled lobster. I guess it was true, you can have too much of a good time. Aw well time to stop reminiscing, and focus on beasting an exam tomorrow

What I will eat when i get back

so tasty

Greatest Hits

So while staring at myself in the reflection of the blank tv screen this morning sprawled on the couch only wearing rugby shorts (a true pornographic image if ever) and unable to reach the remote on the ground, my alcohol addled mind started flickering. and then i realized my right eye was bright red, so there aren't going to be any deep philosophical insights into my life and ethos right now. More like a quick recap and then extemporaneous thoughts.

I started yesterday by running 6 and a half miles to dun laoighaire. Then i proceeded to get drunk at 4pm and experienced only brief lucidity in whelans and bleeding horse until i passed out a long while later. Very entertaining for all involved.

several top experiences in Ireland, excepting hitting up other countries so far:
1. Dublinfest 08- as flopsy describes it: 3 days playing, four nights drinking. a mainly pantsless affair for some
2. Super 4s rugby- attempted to bring the Winters cup back to UCD till we got bounced after winning three playoff games due to forfeiture.
3. UCD Ball- greatest day in college history, still in the process of filing discrimination suit against 21s though, the bastards

And now for some inspiration...

The Race of a Lifetime

This blog is about the quest of a life time. Not in the fashion of pursuing, salvation, wealth, or even simple respect, but a true and rather unhealthy aspiration. Myself and the iranian himself, Steve are going to run 24 miles and drink 24 beers in under 24 hours by August 1st. Now some of you may say that is nigh impossible, but I have seen (actually, Steve saw) it accomplished by Steve's brother Andy in our freshman year. He is a Marine though, while we are chumps, good looking human beings by any respect, but hardly gleaming examples of physical endurance. However we have been training our abilities abroad: Hitting Golden Fryer kebabs three separate times back to back and drinking lots. Coundown 84 days and rolling