23 AUGUST 2010 :: IT'S AMAZING WHAT YOU
CAN FIND ON THAT THERE INTERWEB
While planning my upcoming trip to California I came across an email from Stanford Athletics. It explained there is a BBQ, along with a meet and greet for the womens volleyball team, and discount game tickets. It's something that sounded very interesting to me, so I set about gauging the opinion of my buddy HJ in California:
ME: "Now then, I have very conflicting thoughts about this. Let's start with the easy one. $1 to get in to the volleyball, result! BBQ on campus with the volleyball team, I reckon this would be fun. But, and it's a big BUT, I think you and I going to a BBQ with the womens volleyball team would make me feel like a dirty old man. If we could somehow get our hands on a kid for the day, and take them to it, then I'd not feel so bad about myself.
(side note - I think they should have a system in place where you can take an orphan to Disneyland for the day. It was fun to go there but would have been a lot more fun to take a kid there.)
What do you think? Is it wrong for us to go to a tailgating BBQ with the volleyball team and fans?"
HJ: "1)This has to be a fundraising event... we really should (ahem) support them.
2)The total cost would be US$32, which would cover
b)the volleyball game
c)the view (ahem, again)
d)some insight into the game
3)"I reckon this would be fun." So do I, and the price is right. "...BUT I think you and I going to a BBQ with the womens volleyball team would make me feel like a dirty old man." No, I'd be the dirty old man. They'd probably reckon I was gay and you were my rent boy and we were there FOR THE GAME!
"What do you think? Is it wrong for us to go to a tailgating BBQ with the volleyball team and fans?" No, and even if it is, since when did my thinking something was wrong stop me from doing it?
I'll fill in the form a send it off with a cheque tomorrow."
There you have it, a much simpler decision than I anticipated! For the record, the event was sensational. Good food, friendly atmosphere and the Volleyball team won a fantastic game later that afternoon!
Oh thank goodness! Another day in this suburban nightmare and I’d have needed half a white valium.