The Weekender

Thursday, September 25, 2003

Ok, this is a continuation still of my LOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG WEEKEND! So what happened Saturday? Well remember how hot it was? Oh man, well my neice decided to have her 12th birthday at Golden Gate Park. Ok..I"m hoping we have some shade and some chairs. Awsome and I try driving to get there and I guess everybody and their mama had the same idea. PICNIC!!! Now where the hell is this picnic? My cousin says, "JFK Drive near the Rose Garden" Frickin A, JFK Drive is HELLA LONG! It runs from the Great Highway all the way to Stanyan. If your a Franciscan, YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKIN ABOUT! Anyways, thank god my cousin told me they rented a Jumper or else I would have been drivin up and down that frickin Drive. You could see this thing a mile away. It was HUGE! Awsome and I tried our hand at it. And it's not your typical jumper either. You climb in...w/o your shoes of course, and I had sandals, meaning no socks people, hint hint for those who be wearin socks w/ their sandals. NOT CUTE! Ok, so you climb in, and you see it has an incline that's at a 50 degree angle. There's little tabs that you can hook your feet onto, similar to rock climbing, or you can use the rope. So since I wasn't so sure of my co-ordination skills, I decided to use the rope. GOOD GRACIOUS. AM I OUTTA SHAPE OR WHAT! I had such a hard time climbin up that rope. I'm not even close to what those Road Rules or Fear Factor peeps do. You get to the top and you hang on to another little rope w/ your back against the incline and when your ready...you let go to slide down. Oh man..WHAT FUN! Until you get skin burns from sliding down. buahahhahah... So note to self as Ms. Voodoo would say: Wear long sleeves, pants and socks for a smoother ride!!!!

So Awsome and I had enough of the heat. We made our appearance, grubbed, experienced THE JUMPER, ate cake, played volleyball, got some sun, fightin the flies, it's time to bounce. We're off to the Annual Pleasanton Rib Cookoff! YUM! Unfortunately, since we were waitin for peeps, we didn't get there till about 5:30pm and it ends at 7pm. Oh man! WHAT A NICE ASS EVENING! We get there and if you've ever been to downtown Pleasanton, it reminds of a little ol' town where the Ingalls and Waltons would live in. Am I dating myself here??? ahhahahah

We get there, park our car, and start walkin. There's only a few booths left open and we decide to line up at one booth. This one booth had a LONG ASS LINE! Why? Cause the cooks were black while the others were white so then obviously they'd have the best ribs. NOT! It's cause everyone's runnin outta ribs and they're the last ones that have any food... buahahhahah Sorry Atlas, but I think your theory was wrong. hee hee hee Awsome and I decide to split a Super, which consists of a sourdough bun, 1 1/2 links, ground beef in some sauce with sauteed onions. Now how the hell are we suppose to pick this thing up and eat it. I'll tell you this. If you ever go to a rib cook off, make sure you have some wet naps, LOTS OF WET NAPS! And what kind of drink do have to go w/ our wonderful link, some nice ol' lemonade that was sooooooooooooooooooo good. I'm tellin you..it was no HOT DOG ON A STICK LEMONADE. Too bad I forgot what they're booth name was. I'm sure they're ones to go around all the festivals in the bay area. Anyways, we finish our food, well at least tried to since we had eaten at the picnic earlier and started walkin. Unfortunately, most of the booths were closin down, but it seemed as though this festival had its usual arts and crafts and home made fudge which was really good and FUNNEL CAKE! YUM! All in all, I would definitely try to hit up this festival next year, maybe a little earlier say 2pm, after the sun's peak hours. hee hee hee

posted by The Weekender @ 10:11 PM

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