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2006-08-01 || The Amazing Race Party + A Debate About The Greatest Rap Song Of All Time

The Agony of Defeat: that's for sure.

Saturday Frito hosted a truly wondrous Game/Party. I don't know how he comes up with all of these things, but he has now trumped Leon from Midnight Madness as the official Game Master. Anyway, this one was The Amazing Race/DaVinci Code Party. 10 teams of 2 were to compete, and you all had to come up with a team name. We had 11 teams signed up, so before the game started, you and your teammate had one minute to go into a room where a crime scene was set up and try to memorize as much as you could. After your minute was up, you had 2 minutes to take a 15 question quiz about the crime scene. The team that came in last was split up and added to 2 teams that were picked by the 2 teams that scored highest on the quiz. Then, the game began. Each round consisted of 2 clues. The first was a puzzle of some sort that would result in a keyword that you would have to give to Frito. If correct, your team then received another clue that led to the location of poker chips that were hidden either inside the house, in the yard, or at places within a mile of the house. For every round, there was one less poker chip than team, so the last team to get there was eliminated. (What came to be my favorite rule was the fact that the first 3 eliminated teams were split up and joined the top 2 teams of each round. This gave the top teams more players and better chances.)

Phew. I'm exhausted just explaining it. Anyway, my brother and I were signed up as "Sibling Rivalry" and were perceived to be a huge threat going in. What we didn't count on, however, were the other teams all sharing info. I don't know why we didn't pick up on this at first, but I think we were just trying too hard to figure out the (hard) clues, that we didn't even notice that half the teams weren't figuring them out, they were just getting answers from others. Bah! Needless to say, my brother and I were the third team to be ousted. However, that also meant that we joined other teams, so I ended up with Lucy and Joe, which ruled. I think the challenge after I teamed up with them had us leaving the house to find the poker chips. Frito told me beforehand that there wouldn't be much running, but I brought sneakers to wear just in case. And thank God that I did, because we were runnnnnnning. What fun is a race if you don't run? Even better? Tearing through supermarkets so the other teams don't see where you just were. Totally fun. The supermarket clue said something about the aisle where you'd find a Spanish number one, and we had to look for something on that aisle with a certain sticker on that, and then remember its first name. (It was on a Ken doll) Then it said to find the missing dog and the last name of who made it famous. We were all stumped until we checked the bulletin board and found a lost dog poster with a dog who answered to �Purple Haze.� When we put Hendrix and Ken together, it resulted in the name of a local high school, where the poker chips were found by the sign. So much fun. I don�t know how Frito came up with all of these things, but he did an amazing job. They were all written in rhyme and code and one challenge involved a CD and a poem where you used the song subjects to lead you to certain landmarks. Very, very cool. Lucy, Joe and I ended up coming in 3rd after we failed to find one of the 2 poker chips hidden in a Big Lots parking lot. Do you know how big those parking lots are? It was like the needle-in-the-haystack challenges on The Amazing Race. By that point, we were all running on fumes. We were sweaty, exhausted, and having the time of our lives. (Oh, and we also had an Amazing Race moment at one point when we realized we were looking for a Lance Armstrong �Live Strong� bracelet as part of a scavenger hunt challenge when we really should have been looking for a �Lance Armstrong Live Strong-TYPE bracelet.� We were yelling, �Oh man, we�re idiots! Why didn�t we read the clue????�)

I think one of the funniest parts of the race had to do with the name tags we had to wear. Almost all of us put some kind of fun nickname on them, and many of us are lacking in the political correctness department, so there were some good ones all around. Lucy is Puerto Rican, so hers was �Spic-a-rella� while her half-Korean partner Joe�s was �Chinh-o-rama.� Then David was wearing one reading, �Who brought the Asian?� while his partner Paul sported, �The Asian.� (For the record, mine was uneventful. My brother�s said �Brother� and mine said �Sister.�) However, we all realized 2 challenges after we had to leave the house that we were all running around busy public places with these things on. No one realized this until one guy asked for help from a girl working in a drugstore and just ended up with her laughing at him. He said that�s when he looked down and saw that she was laughing at his name tag, which said �Huge Balls.� Awesome. I wish I had pictures from the event, but there was so much madness and running around that I didn�t have time to take any. But big props to Frito for an amazing, exhausting, and totally fun time. (My legs finally stopped hurting!)

[And congratulations to Canada and Katie for winning. I'll get you next time, Michael!!!]


Comment Debate of the Day: I was thinking about this today while listening to my homemade old school rap CD � I dare you to find a more perfect rap song than Snoop Dogg�s Gz and Hustlas. Paired with its classic intro, it is pretty much the greatest rap song ever made. Sure, there are some awesome rap songs out there that you could make an argument for (I Got a Man, Baby Got Back, California Love, etc.), but I don�t think there are any that can win against Gz and Hustlas. Think you know one? Hit up the comments and let�s battle this thing out, bitches.


before & after





2007-09-26 - Follow Me!
2006-09-30 - Site Move & Favorite Entries
2006-09-25 - Evil Easter Bunnies & Rock Climbing!
2006-09-22 - Shameful-Purchase Hiding & A New Dentist Plan
2006-09-19 - Birthday Picture/Video Diary & The Wheelmobile


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