DC Diary Part 2 - College Park is a Shithole and Drinks with DCB
Saturday, after about 4 hours of drunken sleep, I managed to find the Metro stop in College Park, take the train to my car in DC, drive to Fairfax then back to College Park all with only the help of a Rental Car Map. So don’t ever question my sense of direction. Ever. The Maryland game was fun, but I must say that every single student on that Campus looked about as happy as your typical Chain Gang worker. And boy did they take it out on us UM fans. I supposethey must be jealoussince, you know, they go to Maryland. Not only were we booed and screamed at for no reason pretty much all afternoon (which I could understand at a rivlary game like Florida State or even VA Tech, but Marlyand? Aside form that great Frank Reich comeback of 1985, there really ain't much you got on us), but poor Johnson got eye gouged by a fan after the game. The only highlight, for me at least, was getting to meet another fan (this one a UM alumna) at halftime. Apparently she wanted to see what I looked like after I “talked so much shit.” She seemed thoroughly disappointed. My friend Andy asked me who she was when I got back to my seat and I explained to him, to which his response was “Man, I gotta start writing a blog.” Miami lost 14-13, for those who didn’t see the score. The Maryland fans rushed the field after failing to cover the point spread. Class act you guys got going on up there, class fucking act.
I got a little too drunk at my cousin’s keg party in College Park on Saturday and was a no-show to meet up with YK and Roosh (aka DC Bachelor). So Sunday night Roosh went to the trouble to drive 45 minutes to meet me in Arlington for a pitcher of Bass. He gave me some great pointers on improving my content (like it needs improvement! HA!) and we discussed our various methods for meeting girls. Turns out he loves dark, Latin girls, and has no attraction at all to white blondes. Hmmm, sounds kinda familiar, huh? But I don’t see anyone calling Roosh a racist. Whatever. He’s a pretty intense guy, if you’ve ever met him, but a lot of fun. Turns out we also share the view of valuing experiences of possession, and not working to support consumerism. But that is waaaay too deep for this blog.
All in all, it was a very eye-opening trip. Despite the lousy car, the Miami loss and the ticket, it made me realize that there a lot of people who enjoy what I write who I never get to meet. And most of them are bored at work. Or law school. I also realized that college park is a complete shithole, and that my cousin Jill has more fodder to make fun of me at Christmas than she has any business having. Hopefully this is a strong beginning to year two of White Dade. Thanks again to VK for being such a great host, to Ashburnite for hooking me up with that hotel in Vienna, to my cousin for letting me use her couch, and to DCB for making the trip to Arlington on a rainy Sunday night. And everyone else who I am not mentioning, you know who you are and I’ve thanked you already. You guys managed to salvage a trip that would have otherwise been an unmitigated disaster. Thanks, and I hope you can make it down here soon.