Best. Day. Ever. (And More!)

So it seems like forever since I posted last. I guess it's only been a week. It feels this way because literally the day after I wrote on Tuesday, I had the Best. Day. Ever. For those of you who saw my Facebook status and spent the entire week dying to find out what transpired during those amazing 24 hours, I apologize. I am a victim of my circumstances and the fact that each week has only 7 days. I'm sorry, if I could change that, I would, but in case you hadn't noticed, I didn't invent the calendar.

So here it is. The rundown of the four things that Perfect Storm-ed my last Wednesday into my Best. Day. Ever. Don't knock them if they don't seem like good reasons. Because they are. So deal with it. Apologies to those who I already bothered with this narrative in person.

1. It was chicken nugget day.

This may look like something a second grader would write down, but seriously, chicken nuggets are amazing no matter where they are made. And this includes school dining halls. What's more, the Syracuse University Food Services conspired against me this semester. What is by far my busiest and most stressful semester had been thus far bereft of the sublime goodness that is chicken nuggets. But, what do you know, the first time I got them was last Wednesday. And I chowed down, don't you worry.

2. I [obtained] a bottle of ketchup.

Everyone knows chicken nuggets are only as good as the ketchup they are drenched in. Well, the new Ernie Davis dining hall is a little bit lackluster in the ketchup department. Meaning- only about 25% of tables usually have bottles of ketchup on them and most are about 10% full. For all you math majors out there, that's 2.5% of the full capacity of Ernie Davis ketchup dispensers. Well, not true on this, the Best. Day. Ever. Every table, as far as the eye can see, had been blessed with the presence of a full bottle of ketchup. Score.

3. Subway for dinner (the company wasn't bad either)

Everyone's gotta love Subway. $5 for a wicked awesome foot long sub. Delicious bread, delectable ingredients, that intoxicating aroma you can smell from blocks away. It wasn't on par with chicken nuggets, but it was a good second act. And, to make matters even more awesome, I got to chill with 3 of my bestest friends!

4. You'll never guess who I saw...again!

That's right. Kris Joseph. Funny how these things work out. I'm running late for class, can't cross the street because an endless conga-line of cars is going past, seems like things aren't going my way. Well, who should walk by (surrounded by the ladies and talking on his cell phone) but my man KJ 3-2. I know that I can't blow this, my second opportunity to talk to Kris, so I think of something to say and I think of it right quick. Here's the sterling dialogue I shared with Kris "TGBPWHEOWEL" Joseph (you may see some parallels between this conversation and the one I entered into with Rick Jackson).

Me- "You da man, Kris!"
Kris- "Thanks man."

Yep, pretty sure every basketball player has been prepped by Jim Boeheim to say "Thanks man" to any crazy fan who talks to them on campus. What a moment, what a moment. Best. Day. Ever.

I'm looking at the title now and am just realizing that I promised And More! in addition to Best. Day. Ever. Well, I could talk about the Super Bowl, but that's old news. And the commercials were sub-par to boot. This is how Super Bowl commercials should be:



Those were the days. Hidden on that day of that marginally important football game was a Syracuse basketball game. Long story short, the headline on ESPN.com was

"Joseph's 3s spark Cuse's rally for 10th straight"

I love the way that looks. Well I suppose that's enough for now, I'm already 14 minutes overdue on posting (gasp!). I know I'm never late with these things, my b my b.