Fiesta Pats and a volleying Geisha

Massive props to Tom and Amy for a kick ass Fiesta Mexicana on Saturday. Another nod to J. Co, Marisa, Casey, and all my other drinking game peeps. Nothing says noble more than holding your own at Kings! PS: next time, you must drink to play...no designated drinking Casey!

My beloved Brady is now at home. No longer to be donning the hot pants, masterfully crafting the deceptive offense of the Pats. Damn broncos. BUT, in lighter news, Peyton Manning is at home crying, moaning, and complaining because his Colts couldn't manage to pull one out over those Steelers. So, just because the Steelers made Peyton cry, I'm inclined to cheer for them.

Saw "Memoirs of a Geisha" yesterday. It was fabulous. I have once again decided that my boring English and Canadian heritage is not gonna cut it. Do you think I could manage to become a Geisha? Do they accept 5'10" of athletic prowess with a ghetto booty? Do they even make kimonos that large?

Note to self: Find a great tent print for making of kimono. Bring own water to movie theater. Stretch before playing tonight...no Geisha can be sore.