ALLBLACKS

So, Thursday night turned into one of much dress up, as a three-some party called for groups of three. Though I was largely pushing to go as a three piece suit, the final call was made as being the bacon part of a BLT. Funny night, filled with a three-part tequila shot, 3 generations of pokemon, and tons of other ridiculous, and often hard to make-out dress ups.

Saturday though has been the day I've been looking forward to for far too long. Rugby!

All Blacks vs Springboks: New Zealand vs South Africa

The whole day was a day of drinking, with a keg arriving in my courtyard at 9am. Though I had to make my requisite trip to the farmer's market first, I was able to join in on the fun in the early afternoon. My neighbor's car, which had been purchased for only a few hundred dollars and, as one might expect, shat out almost immediately after its purchase, became the target of abuse. It was clear that they could not gain anything from it, and throwing it out would be the only solution.... but not before destroying it for entertainment's sake. I played doctor with a first aid kit as all the people kicking through windows, and ultimately flipping the car [and flipping it back, and then forward and back again], found themselves bleeding.

After all those shenanigans I went out, with Cmac and James... armed with a blow up couch, heading to watch the naked rugby charity game. I wasn't quite sure what I was getting into, going to it and all, but there's no doubt that it is a naked rugby game.

As the evening came nearer, we made our migration to the stadium, ready to watch some rugby. I haphazardly eye-liner-ed my face in the bathroom to get the kind of face paint I wanted, and after buying painfully overpriced beers, headed to the seats. There's no bad seat in the stadium, and there was no lack of energy. The environment was buzzing, and though I was busy talking my face off for most of it [sorry James] and still not positive on how rugby works, the game and All Blacks win was epic.

After the game I made my way to Kevin's flat for more hanging, but my night ended early after an extremely exhausting day... Though it didn't end before a trip to Mackers to finally try the Lamb burger. Surprisingly good.... it didn't even look like it was from a fast-food place. I also had another chance of trying egg because of this experience, though the memory is hazy.