So I went to Beloit and sold books on my birthday and stopped off in B-N that night for dinner, drinks, and board games with some friends. This is my friend J and her husband, the skateboarding *legend.* (Another story, another day.)
Yummy Mexican food and pitchers of margaritas. I didn't have to wear the hat (thank goodness....), but I *did* get a free shot of tequila. Mmmm....
A few drinks out---and a few shots---and our designated driver drove our drunk asses home. For a friendly game of Cranium.
This is me and the skateboarding legend pre-post-bar festivities (did you follow that?). Can you tell I'm old? The moment we all got home, with the exception of the skateboarding legend, I had comfy clothes on and contacts *out.*
Now, if you haven't played Cranium before (though I'm sure many of you have), basically, as they say on the website, you "sketch, sculpt, solve puzzles, act, and hum." Of course, being a *teensy* bit drinky, we didn't actually play by the rules, but whatever. It's got clay, an egg timer, and a 10-sided die in the box---what more could you want in a game.
I got a lot of the "draw with your eyes closed" challenges. Didn't do too badly. This was my closed-eye attempt at "watermelon."
Anyway, I finally got a card where I had to act out a word: parachute.
So...the other team flips over the egg timer and I jump up onto the chair I had been sitting on, act like I'm strapping on a pack, and leap off the chair.
I smack my head on the light fixture hanging from the ceiling, break the bulb without breaking the glass, and land on the floor while my chair is flying across into the living room.
All the while, my teammate is yelling "Skydiving! Hang Gliding! Parasailing! PARACHUTING!!!!"
Course, the other team challenged my use of the chair as violating the "no prop" rule. However, it was ruled that the Birthday Girl is always right.
The cat disagreed....
UPDATE: Read the comments for a freaky-deaky blog coinky-dink.