Late night show and tell

Surprisingly, Monica omitted probably the best part of last night in her blog this morning. Let's blame it on the drunken haze.

Not sure when in the evening Alex brought this up, but apparently when she and her female friend get a few drinks in them and they are at home, they compare nipples. Well... Monica and I, with about a bottle of wine in each of us, decided that we were game.

So fast forward to 3:30am, sitting around the island in Monica's kitchen... and we all whipped out a boob to compare.

Lessons learned:

• Alex's nipples never stick out unless she's having sex. Like ever, even if she's cold. Lucky bitch can wear thin bras and tight tshirts without a second thought.


• Monica's nipples... pretty normal
  
• My nipples... maybe a little bigger than average. I have had a few comments, so now its all coming together. I am not going to develop a complex about it though :)

It was definitely an education.

Cassie x

Not taking this lying down

I thought I was ok with someone else taking the lead, but it turns out I may not be ready.....so 'dinner' with Alex turned into salads and many bottles of wine with Cassie and Alex. We visited the patio at Spacco, and at first arrival we were a bit concerned that it was too PG for these SOS'ers, but as the night progressed and the DJ arrived it filled out with a decent crowd.

Sitting at a table does not lend itself well to SOS trouble. So we made our move to Alley Katz.........I'm not sure what to say about this part of the evening but here is a quick recap.

SOS'ers after too much wine, with a half decent band = getting our dance on. That is until the sweatiest, craziest dancer decides he wants to dance with me because I have "dance in my eyes". (Yes, this was his pick-up line). I basically had to stand there giving Alex and Cassie the finger while he danced around me. Cassie came to the rescue. It was a game of dance for a minute then save your fellow SOS'er from the next 25 year old who was up in our grill. Let's just say despite the fact that "alleyway" is a points category there would be no points of that nature scored by these SOS'ers with that crowd. The closest would have been the consideration of pulling a Brooke and making out with each other.

Back to my original point, I decided it was innocent enough to give my number to a couple guys, to bring myself back up into the lead. The good news was I gave the # to a phone I am going to cancel......so I don't need to play the avoid game.

To wrap up, there is a lesson I just can't seem to learn, but really need to try.....no more drunk texting!!! Why oh why? Sometimes it's the message, sometimes its the person......I will go with the least incriminating one from last night....."omg" to a friend at 2AM without explanation is just not something I 1. Remember, 2. Want to explain even if I did remember at 8AM when I wake up or 3. Think is a reasonable message to receive.

Monica out, for some sun and sleep.

xo

PS- meatballs at 3:30AM seemed like a good idea, I'm wondering if the other 2 who were a little sick this morning still think so....

Lezbot - Dedicated to Brooke

I got some news today, and my Friday afternoon (non)logical chain of thoughts went as follows:

Leader (new) : http://www.thestar.com/news/gta/torontomayoralrace/article/840908--john-tory-leaning-toward-run-for-mayor-s-chair

Lezbot (Brooke) : http://www.tmz.com/2010/07/30/lindsay-lohan-shamwow-sham-wow-vince-shlomi-offer-underground-movie/

Ninja (for some reason Lezbot lead to ninja): http://www.askaninja.com/

Star: explains photo

So I've been notified that my lead has officially been stolen....unless I get busy this weekend I think my top of charts status is over. I don't anticipate many (if any) points this weekend as Beer is under the weather (poor fella, nothing worse than a bad summer cold during a weekend of anticipated great weather). My weekend plans consist of meeting Alex for a patio drink and perhaps some dinner tonight, housework, backyard lounging, perhaps a BBQ Sunday with a couple friends....uhhh, that's it.

A fairly uneventful week for me, with a busy work schedule, catching up with married friends who have little one's, and are expecting more doesn't lend itself to scoring much. I did manage to faciliate a last-minute mid-week sessions with a few of the SOS'ers (Gemma, Alex and Brooke) and assisted Brooke in some girl on-base points. She continued on with more lezzie adventures this week, apparently mid-day with a co-worker today....thinking she could not have been drunk....so what's the excuse? Chelsea and I called it early....we have a Lezbot in the group. This is good news as we are all about diversity and inclusion. Way to go Brooke, glad to see you are embracing your sexual preference; you are in the right city for it, yay Toronto!! Maybe next year we will have an SOS float in support of Brooke!! http://www.pridetoronto.com/

Wishing you all a lovely long weekend....

Yabba Dabba Do!

Monica

xo

Blame it on the goose

It got me feeling loose.
Blame it on Petron.
It got me in the zone.
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol.

But I can’t stay mad. As I sit here and rub my sleepy eyes and give my head a few shakes for clarity, I am already planning a quick LCBO run shortly to try and avoid the Friday-of-a-long-weekend line up after work. I’m heading to a cottage for the weekend and I needs to get my drink on.

Had a fun evening out last night with some friends. The weather was amazing and so all but three of the venues we visited last night were patios. I’m quite comfortable with the friends that I was with and although they have seen me behaving rather badly, it hasn’t really been in the SOS sense. And I wasn’t jazzed about the idea of making a start of it so I didn’t have any expectations beyond a fun night out last night.

Gave my number out to three guys. I was indifferent so why not. One gentleman was circling the dance party we were having and we chatted a little, and he asked me if I preferred firemen or police officers. I said police officers. And then he flashed his police badge. Unbelievably cheesy but I still gave him my number then told him to scram as I was there to spend time with my friends. He agreed, said he would call me but then proceeded to hang around and keep trying to spend time. NO, for real – beat it, we’ll chat later. Went to the bar to get a round and his hanging around came in handy for helping carry over the drinks. This gave an opportunity for a quick makeout before the drinks were brought over, then he was asked to leave again.

Long story short there was another opportunity for some goodbye action outside when we were leaving, I said peace out as we really needed burritos. Naturally. Then my phone rings and dummy that I am answer it, and it is him. I tell him to call me tomorrow and hang up. Then he texts. Twice. I have yet to text back and not sure if I will. I’m going away on holidays in two weeks and am not really around at all before that so I don’t know if I want to play the ongoing text game forever. It gets old fast. And we get over it even faster.

Update: As I type this my phone literally just rang. It was him and he left a message. Last night I told him I was going out of town until Tuesday (somewhat true, Monday, but I like a buffer) and he sounds nice. He mentioned that he knows I am busy so maybe lunch some time next week. (Lunch = Daylight?! No booze?! He remembers a lot of details from last night, was he drinking?! Does he EVEN DRINK?! So many questions.) My head is too fuzzy to address any situations right now. I need another burrito to clear my thoughts…

Have a fantastic long (WHOOOOOO HOOOO) weekend everyone! Play hard, play safe.

Giving you the official Friday salute,
Pam

Musical stylings as we head in to the long weekend

Here's a little diddy to get the weekend off to a rocking good start!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rutArtds6r8

Long live the long weekend!

Poor guy...

I'm not sure where to begin this story has me in tears...

Okay, bit of backround. Met up with Monica, Gemma & Alex last night for some cocktails. I ended up making out with a couple people before the night was over. One of them being a friend of Monica's who is a woman. It was hilarious because Mon and I were out for a smoke and when we were finished I walked up to Anna, put my arm around her and when she looked at me I leaned in and went for it! She didn't see it coming, it was great!

The other was a guy I met just walking through the bar, we chatted, exchanged numbers and kissed for a bit before I left the bar with my girls; he will be known as Scarface.

Okay, now to the funny story! I have a colleague who knows all about SOS and actually reads our blog almost daily. We are going to him Greek God, he'll like that. ;)

So I'm chatting with Greek God this morning and begin telling him about my girl on girl action from last night and he cuts me off and tells me that I can't do this to him today. This is odd because he normally really enjoys when I tell him dirty stories. When I give him a confused look he explains...

He woke up at 04:00, got dressed in the dark and is wearing his wife's underwear!! ha ha ha! His junk is all uncomforatble, his ass is hanging out of the panties, he shaved on the weekend so there's stubble which would cause chaffing with every movement... the last thing he needs is to be turned on!! It's only 10:30, he's got the whole day ahead of him!! ha ha ha! Poor guy...

~Brooke

xo

Hanging' Tough

You know that saying that just when you think you can't go any further, push yourself and it’s amazing what you can do? It’s true. Okay well usually they are talking about a physical feat like climbing a mountain or doing one more set of push ups (or a set at all), and in that case I say go to hell. But when it comes to a night out, I raise my hand humbly in the air and say testify!

At long last I was able to make it out on the town Thursday for the opportunity to blow off steam. And I did. I was joined by Victoria after work and another non-SOS friend, and we proceeded to check out a variety of venues over the course of the night and sample the beverage menus as we went. At the fourth and final late night venue that we ended up at we got to talking with two dudes there that later joined us for after-bar burritos. The drunken conversation was fine enough (if you can consider walking down the street and taking turns singing the “one ton tomatooooo” song repeatedly at the top of our lungs actual conversation), but try as they might neither myself or my drunken pal who was passed out on the sidewalk waiting for a taxi, was going home with either of them. Points or no points, believe it or not Pamela’s got standards.

After a few hours sleep and one still drunk friend who called in sick laying on my couch later, I headed to work and struggled through the day with bloodshot eyes and a cloud of fatigue. I was meeting another friend right after work to head out for another evening of fun. And in our usual fashion, it didn't let us down. A few drinks at home and then a humid subway ride and we met up with some of the SOS gals and their friends on a patio. A few of us left for to find adventure in another venue. After dealing with the unbelievable douchery of a power-tripping bouncer, we kiss a$$ed our way in only to report his bad behaviour to his manager once inside. Forgive me, the rest of the night is abit patchy… so in usual form, bullet points for your review:

• a half group from a bachelor party (the other half was at a strip joint)
• lots of cute men in this said bachelor party
• one dude that I had my eye on since he walked in as I liked what I saw, but needed to survey the scene a little before I was making any moves. A tight group like that is hard to infiltrate right upon arrival! Thankfully he came over and bought me a drink* before I needed to make that first move, which we all know would have been incredibly slurry and reeking of hotmess-ness = huge potential MISS. No one likes to sink their own battleship.
• Continuing to chat with NKOTB as we'll call him (it was bugging me who he reminded me of, and the next day I realized it was Jordan Knight from New Kids on the Block – pre and post bloated Jordan thank you) and definitely feeling that he was into me, but I needed abit more time to be sure that the transition could smoothly be made. Somehow karaoke and how much he loved it (???) made its way into the conversation, so I rounded up the girls and dragged them to Spadina for a little after-hours performing.
• Arriving in the wilderness that is after-hours karaoke ‘hood, and understandably 2 of the 3 other girls wanted to bail to go home, which I totally got and was more than cool with. It was me and only me that stood to benefit from this sheer madness!
• Spending the next hour pouring over song books to awfully dubbed tracks in a little karaoke room with NKTOB and my non-SOS trooper of a friend PJ (introduced before in April in my Jays. Nachos. Man Child post), singing our hearts out and shaking an industrial strength tambourine like I was singing for my supper (kinda was in a way actually), and then heading home. NKOTB in tow.
• Stopping in at the local grocery store (which turns out to be his local grocery store too? He lives close by. Yikes, kiss my days of tromping around the neighbourhood unshowered and wearing old boxers to do my errands goodbye – for a little while anyway) for snacks and then heading home to mine.
• The sun coming up and me bidding farewell to NKOTB at the door so that he could go to the airport to pickup a family member as promised. Somewhere along the way finding out that he was Belgian and has lived here for 7 years, explaining the slight accent.
• He speaks 7 languages, which of course I found out over casual conversation. (“Oh so your obviously speak English and Belgian…. any others?” I’m so smooth. At least this time I heard correctly.)
• He works for the government and carries a badge for his job which allows him to make some kind of charges against people. But no handcuffs. I checked.

* no Roofalin was added, this is confirmed as upon reflection I did not exhibit any of the telltale signs that “Roofies” are known and coveted for.

It feels good to be back.


Pamela

Week 15 standings

Ladies and gentlemen, below is the "Take it to the streets" week recap!

• While she didn't get busy in the great outdoors this week, Monica is still topping the charts at 261 points.
• Chelsea has been as quiet as a mouse these days, perhaps because she has been holed up with White Shirt. However, a whole lot of recycling has her breaking through the 200 mark to land at 207 points for the week.
• Not far behind, and one of two Beckers to earn bonus points this week for outdoor action, Brooke finished the week at 205 points.
• Pamela is back! A friday evening HR and some digit distribution has this lady at 186 points.
• Cassie took advantage of the Giant Loser (and the bonus points program) in the park this week, and has landed at 183 points as a result.
• Gwen, ever the quiet one, has not reported any points. However I heard whisperings of LOADS of recycling going on... for now she's at 115 points.
• The Hot Spur is staying steady in Alex's line up, taking her to 96 points for the week. Only one more recycle and you're in the century club Alex - do it!
• Victoria, ever the social butterfly, was out and about all week, but alas did not find any winning gentlemen upon which to bestow her charms. She remains at 75 points.
• Gemma made no movement on the points front this week either. But with a couple of excellent weekends planned, this could be a'changing! 23 points.

Thats it for another week. Don't forget our promotion for Week 16 - "Age Doesn't Matter" two times the normal points allocation for all ages! Get going ladies!

Cassie x

Monica on a Monday

Chimo,

It's been a while, with Stampede followed by a work trip I sadly haven't had much time for SOS updates...or SOS fun really.

So here I am, checking in. I know that Cassie has posted on the Stampede, and that wasn't easy to recap....it's all very foggy, which makes perfect sense when you start drinking at 8AM and by 10AM find yourself drinking straight from the pitcher.....can't wait for next year's Stampede!

What else? Well, unfortunately I haven't spent much time with Beer these days, our schedules just don't seem to line up; or is it a question of effort? I'm struggling a bit with this one. I mean there are very logical explanations as to why we haven't seen much of each other, like not being in the same city, but I'm just not sure how the rest of the summer is going to play out; perhaps our social habits are too similar and don't seem to lend easily to spending time together, or mixing the social calendars together. When we are together it is fun and I really enjoy it but it just doesn't seem often enough....and a girl has needs!! I think best bet is to just let the rest of the summer play out, and see if the fall holds better scheduling opportunities.

Can't believe I missed out on "Take it to the Streets" points last week....mostly due to my travel schedule, and when Beer and I finally had plans he had something important (and very legitimate) come up causing the need for a reschedule... hmmmm, I am going to have to work the bonus points coming up if I want to hold the lead....I believe a few of the girls have crossed over into the 200's, and soon enough I expect they will leap-frog over me!

Well, a busy work week ahead, but I am thinking a visit Wednesday to one of my fav karaoke joints is in the cards; by mid-week I am going to NEED a break from the real world!

Keep your stick on the ice,

Monica

xo

I'm with the band!!

Hi all, Brooke checking in with some recaps!

Rewind back to the weekend of July 16-18. The Friday night I met up with a buddy of mine, let's call him Mr. Greek, downtown and started drinking at The Black Bull around 4. Mr. Greek and I started getting hungry after a few pints and headed to The Bier Markt on King for something to eat. I love the Bier Markt because they have my beer on tap, mmmm Erdinger! Dinner and many drinks later we head over to Foggy Dew to meet up with a girlfriend of mine that is there with a couple of guys.

One of the men there, well, not sure we can call him a man, is in his mid-late 30's and is on his second marriage. After sitting next to this guy for 5 minutes he informs me that he would like me to "sit on his face." Classy!!! Here comes the good part, keep in mind, I am a sick sick person... when asked why his first marriage fizzled he replied, "I punched her paraplegic sister in the face and went to jail" HA HA HA HA HA!! This is the funniest thing I have ever heard and have been laughing about it since!! <--- See, sick, sick person!

Anyway, Mr. Greek is aware of SOS and was a big help to me in the points department that night with a quick make out on King St. before hailing a cab. Thanks again buddy!! :) I am completely inebriated at this point and the cabby actually lets me smoke in the cab on the way. When flicking my butt out the window the heater somehow falls off and comes back in the car. It falls down the back of my pants and I end up with a huge burn just above my ass and a smaller burn inside the top of my ass crack! Really?!?!? Add that to the SOS injuries list!

Saturday night I went to a block party in Orangeville with a couple of friends of mine. They are a couple and we were staying with a couple they know that just moved onto this street in May so we are all outsiders in our own way. I thought the whole idea was great. It cost each person $18, they shut the street down, they have a huge bbq and hire a band... oh the band! :)

The beginning of the night consisted of my friends and I sitting on the front lawn laughing and talking with ourselves because we know no one!! Give me about 7 Heineken and that changes!

The keyboardist of the band walks by a few times throughout the evening and now the liquid courage has given me the strength to yell out to him to request a song... "Hey band guy!" is what comes out of my mouth. He stops and we chat for a bit, I request a song and he tells me that he will check with the band. Band Guy is pretty cute...

Just before Band Guy comes back two gents came walking past us arguing about who would go for the Red Bull run so the Jaggerbombs could take place... my kind of people! I offer to go and they are beside themselves that I would actually do this (the store is not even a km away, plus I get a Jaggerbomb out of the deal). Now at this point I am in my pajamas because I didn't bring jeans and just wore a light dress during the day. I come back with the Red Bull and am now the hit of the party! We down 4 shots in a row and I tell Gord (Jagger dude #1) that I at least need a smoke break before I do any more shots.

The band is playing a couple houses up and are a GREAT cover band! I hear Sublime start and I grab my buddy who I am visiting and tell him to come dance with me. Now I am dancing in the middle of the street in my pink pajama pants & little green t. Band Guy sees me, points and winks! Sweet, I know the band!! I don't leave said dance floor unless to get a beer from the house and if Gord is around perhaps another Jaggerbomb. It's close to 11 and the band is wrapping up and I still have not heard my song, I didn't hear it at all! :(

When the band finished I walked up and began chatting with Keyboard Dude. The singer joins in the conversation by complimenting me on my hair, his is the same but all over the place, as expected.

This is running on so I'll cut it short. Scott (visiting friend) and I are invited to the bar with them after they have packed up all their gear, even in my pj's I accept the offer. That's right, sitting at Boston Pizza in Orangville in my pajamas!! Classy!!

I ended up chatting with the singer for quite some time when we went out for a smoke and I tell ya, pretty sure I would have hit a home run with him if it wasn't 3am when we left the bar and he said he was just going to crash. Would have been some good points because I'm sure he is in his mid 40's but as I've said in previous posts, I have a thing for singers!

But I did exchange digits with Band/Keyboard Guy and we've actually been texting quite a bit since. He's really quite sweet and I have every intention in going to another one of their shows.

Band Guy might even be joining us for Potato Festival in a couple of weeks!!

As for the Brit, I'm not sure what's going on there. He seems to be pulling back a bit. I'll keep you posted on this situ.

~Brooke

xo

Calgary Stampede Round Up

Howdy Partners!

Cassie and Monica checking in (a little belatedly) after an incredible weekend at the Calgary Stampede. Yee Haw!

We knew going in that good times were bound to happen – our two day itinerary included a boozy breakfast, a Kid Rock concert, catching up with friends, checking out the rodeo, and spending time at the legendary Nashville North. But neither of us were prepared for the hilarity that was Stampede.

In the interest of space and time the rest of this update will be in highlight reel format:

• Hotel was decked out western styles, including a teepee, re-named bar/saloon, and all the staff were dressed as cowboys
• Woke up at 7am on Friday to head to our first event – the Buckn breakfast where eggs and bacon are accompanied by unlimited pitchers of beer, Caesars, vodka orange…
• Playing drinking games at 9am. FLIP CUP!
• Meeting a dude at our breakfast table who’s name is Hung Cock Deep. No joke.
• Getting temp-tattooed with my new friend Cathy… and Monica asking upon our return to the table if Cathy’s tattoo is a lobster (it was a raging bull)
• Cassie meeting her Calgary boyfriend… who we will refer to as Calgary Kid (or CK for short) going forward. Big ups to Monica for the assist here.
• Monica being scarred for life on her boob by a “I love hooters” sticker. You can still see the mark days later! Oh the irony.
• Drunk two stepping at 11am
• After the breakfast, accompanying Monica on a work errand. We were driven there in a big yellow school bus. That’s right….this likely would have been better done before breakfast.
• Joining our breakfast friends at the next bar… proceeded by dropping several beers, more drunk dancing and Cassie bailing for a little batting practice with Calgary Kid (yikes, it wasn’t even 4pm!)
• The group reconvened at the hotel bar to head out to the Kid Rock concert… and we were joined by CK. See? Calgary boyfriend.
• Discovering the Recycle Wagon outside the saddle dome. Photo shoot ensued, much to the confusion of our friends.
• After the show we headed out to find our next drinking hole… because we needed to drink more. Calgary Kid had a friend at the concert that we met up with and who was supposed to get us in to some bar. But after waiting around for ages, and then charging ahead (calling us drag asses in the process) we lost him and got in cabs to head back to the hotel/Calgary Kid’s house
• Cassie had a nice visit out to the Calgary suburbs before doing the taxi ride of shame back to the hotel room in the wee hours of the morning, only to find that Monica still hadn’t made it home from the night before! Dirty stop out. (Really she went with a local girlfriend to a house party… but I like calling people dirty stop outs)
• After a quick power nap, Cassie gets a call from Monica that her room key card isn’t working and can she let her in? Cassie goes to open the door and guess who’s not there? That’s right. Monica got confused when exiting the elevator…..8th floor, 9th floor….apparently it makes a difference.
• We rallied enough that morning to grab a greasy breakfast (sans booze), and headed to the Stampede midway. Just looking at the rides was enough to make a Becker queasy.
• Headed to the Rodeo to watch some ‘real men’ ride bucking broncos and tie up baby cows. Cassie had a nap.
• Of course the cure for how we were feeling was to drink copious amounts of beer. Which we did. For eight hours. God bless Nashville North.
• At Nashville North, we met up with Cassie’s friend Fiona (from Calgary) and her friends. Highlights (if you want to call them that) from that session include:

(text from Cassie to Bachelor Party friend who was en route) OMG you have to get here. Magnum PI is here and my friend is making out with Justin Burberry. Bieber. (damn auto-correct)

Fiona and friends finding a 3 foot stuffed Barack Obama and carrying him around the bar for the rest of the evening

Meeting up with the Bachelor Party (who despite including two firemen and an NHLer were a little lame at that point) and livening up the group by giving them the necklace shot glasses we acquired earlier in the day, and then filling them with any kind of booze we could find. The lame-o’s took them off not long after. We thought bachelor parties were meant to be wild…turns out a couple of Beckers in Calgary is much more of a party.

While Cassie talked to her ex who was part of the Bachelor party (bad news, but we won’t dwell on this), she looks over to see her friend Fiona chatting to a guy we’ll call Wheels… because he’s in a wheelchair. Cassie goes in for the ‘save’, only to have Fiona tell her to BACK OFF, he’s really cool apparently LOL

After some group dance floor action (Wheels can really move!), Cassie may have said some regrettable truths to the ex/Bachelor party dude (he’s not the bachelor, but is married) which prompted a sudden and deep urge to get the hell out of the bar

• So the visiting Calgary Trio (Monica, Cassie and Cathy) hop in a cab, headed home or to meet Fiona again at the next bar. Again, more drinking? Yes!
• Cassie bails on the group for Calgary Kid. Who proceeds to walk her all over town (or so it felt at this point). There may have been some park action before these two lovebirds headed back to the suburbs for one last hurrah.
• Monica and Cathy opt for food and bed. Monica is working on two bad hours of sleep after all the shenanigans from Friday.
• Sunday = OMG I’m sweating booze/departure day. Great lunch with Fiona and friend before heading out to the airport.

Lessons from the weekend

• Stampede is awesome and we are going again, and again, and again.
• Everybody looks sexy in a cowboy hat.
• Chimo is hello in Inuktitut. (pronounced chee-mo)
• Cowboy boots are a new addiction.
• Apparently stampede is the place for all food on a stick, ie Pizza on a stick.
• Trying to put together a recap/good blog entry from such an away game is basically impossible….everything is so foggy when you start drinking at 8am on day one!

Over and out.
Cassie and Monica x

SOS She's in disguise

A little diddy to get your weekend started, care of Shakira (a-wooooo!)

http://www.vevo.com/watch/playlist/the-she-wolf/165914#2

S.O.S. she's in disguise

S.O.S. she's in disguise

There's a she wolf in disguise

Coming out, coming out, coming out

A domesticated girl that's all you ask of me

Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy
The moon's awake now with eyes wide open

My body's craving, so feed the hungry

I've been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday and Friday to Friday

Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it

I'm starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine in an office

So I'm gonna go somewhere cozy to get me a lover

And tell you all about it

There's a she wolf in your closet
Open up and set her free

There's a she wolf in your closet

Let it out so it can breathe

Sitting across a bar, staring right at her prey

It's going well so far, she's gonna get her way

Nocturnal creatures are not so prudent

The moon's my teacher, and I'm her student

To locate the single men, I got on me a special radar

And the fire department hotline in case I get in trouble later

Not looking for cute little divos or rich city guys that just want to enjoy

But having a very good time and behave very bad in the arms of a boy

There's a she wolf in the closet

Open up and set her free

There's a she wolf in your closet

Let it out so it can breathe

S.O.S. she's in disguise

S.O.S. she's in disguise

There's a she wolf in disguise

Coming out, coming out, coming out

S.O.S. she's in disguise

S.O.S. she's in disguise

There's a she wolf in disguise

Coming out, coming out, coming out

There's a she wolf in your closet

Let it out so it can breathe

Yes please

This could be the greatest invention. EVER.

http://www.dlisted.com/node/38079

SOS meets itunes!

Dear internet:

One of our faithful followers was invited onto a podcast about How To Be Awesome at being single, and of course mentioned the Beckers!

Visit the podcast's website: http://htbapodcast.wordpress.com/2010/06/10/episode-6-how-to-be-awesome-at-being-single-pt-2-of-2/, and check out "How to be awesome: #6 being single pt 2"

Its well worth the 36 minutes!

Toodles

Cassie x

Week 14 standings

Well, lets just say some SOSers took last weeks poor showing to heart, with a whopping 122 points added. Here's our run down for week 14...

• Monica is riding high atop our charts with 261 points. There was a lot to assist on... well done cowgirl.


• Recycling, digits, on base action... Brooke racked em up this week and is at 188 points as a result


• Chelsea had a weekend get away that she has yet to report on, so for now she's at 172 points


• Cassie, Cassie, Cassie. Calgary was good to me. Now at 164 points


• Pamela stays at 156 points for now, but she's pulling out all the stops this week, so I expect that number to head north shortly


• Gwen, also quiet on the reporting front, stays at 115 points


• Alex is climbing the charts again this week with her hot spur. She moves up to 86 points


• Though she looked to be having a great time on friday if the pictures are any indication, no points were earned for Victoria this week. She remains at 75 points.


• Gemma, what can I say. Something tells me she's going to blow her 23 points out of the water this week with our 'take it to the streets' challenge LOL

That is all.

Drag ass, aka Cassie x

Long Live Jesus Juice

Last night I happily spent the evening in a friend’s backyard drinking pitchers of sangria. We had fun experimenting with all of the different ways to make it. Summer and fun, colourful cocktails just go hand in hand. There’s something about the sunshine and warm air that can turn even the most devoted G&T drinker into a served-with-an-umbrella-style drink lover.

In the spirit of some of us Becker's favourite things - summer and booze - here are some cocktail recipes that may inspire you to have an impromptu gathering, or even just toss on a bikini and pass out in a kiddie pool in your back yard. By yourself. But that only happened once.

Summer Slush

1 cup gin or vodka
9 cups water
4 Lipton tea bags
2 cups sugar
1 can frozen orange juice, thawed
1 can frozen lemonade, thawed
7up or Sprite

Boil teabags in 2 cups of the water. Set aside and let cool. Boil the remaining 7 cups of water with the sugar. Bring to a boil and remove from the heat. Set aside to cool to room temperature. Once the sugar mix is cooled, add the orange juice and lemonade. Add water from the tea and squeeze the teabags. Add booze. Stir and freeze overnight. Serve topped with 2 oz of pop.

Best part: makes 40 to 50 servings!

Now get yourself cleaned up you hot mess you and throw a party. But not too many people – I said 40 to 50 servings, not 100. Don’t need to sober up earlier than necessary. Always nice to prolong flickin' on the ol' ugly lights.

Sex Wax

1 oz Bacardi
1 oz spiced rum
1 oz Malibu rum
6 oz cranberry juice

Mixed over crushed ice.

Crank your favourite song and sing your heart out. Screw Celine, the neighbours need to hear that all this time they’ve been living right next door to Canada’s next Canadian Idol.

Sex on the Beach – West Coast style

1 oz vodka
1 oz peach schnapps
Orange juice
Cranberry juice
Pineapple juice

Fill a glass with ice and pour in booze. Add equal parts of juices.

Take a snoop around Facebook and see how many ex-boyfriends have unlocked profiles. Comments: optional.

Poking: encouraged.


Sex on the Beach – East Coast style

1 oz vodka
1 oz peach schnapps
Orange juice
½ oz melon liqueur

Fill a glass with ice and pour in booze. Top with orange juice. Float the melon liqueur on top and garnish with a cherry.

Hey, now fire up that BBQ!


Woo Woo

1 oz vodka
1 oz peach schnapps
2 oz cranberry juice

Shake it up in a shaker full of ice.

Call up that friend of yours to propose the idea of opening a new chapter in your friendship book by becoming friends with bennies. Don’t have the number? S’okay, just post something on his Facebook wall. He’ll get it.


Nude Beach

1 oz gold rum
2 oz pineapple juice
1 oz orange juice
½ oz grenadine
Dash of lime juice

Combine in a shaker with ice, and pour over crushed ice in a glass. Garnish with a fresh lime.

Remember that first boyfriend of yours? Yes, that one. Why not pay homage to this special milestone in your life with a tributary tattoo? Call around and see who can fit you in for a last minute appointment. Immediately.


And finally, Tropical Itch
(what we’re all trying to avoid this summer)

1 oz vodka
1 oz rum
½ oz orange curacao or gran marnier
4 oz passion fruit juice

Combine in a shaker with ice.

Happy Friday everyone!

Encouraging you all to get your drink on,
Pamela

Hangover Cure

Just keep drinking.

And then sh*t got interesting

Attention SOSers:

As official scorekeeper (accountant) for this game, I am pleased to announce the SOS stimulus package, designed to help the Becker girls out of their sexual recession, and back to their point generating, blog writing prime!

Starting on Monday July 19th, we will be implementing weekly themes with accompanying bonus points up for grabs. This promotion could really throw this competition on its head, should a Becker show some initiative ;-)

Please note these dates, activities and bonus point opportunities in your calendars - it'll be worth your while!!

• July 19 – 25: Take It To The Streets (2x points for any action outdoors)


• July 26 – Aug 1: Age Doesn’t Matter! (2x points any age points)


• Aug 2- Aug 8: Location, Location, Location (10 points for most interesting point scored location this week- voted by SOS)


• Aug 9- Aug 15: Go Grey (5 extra points for on base with grey hair, 10 for home runs)


• Aug 16-22: Best Date Recap (10 points for best date blog this week- voted by SOS)


• Aug 23- 29: Rack Em Up (5 points for each time digits given out at pool halls, off-track betting venues, casino’s, or karaoke)


• Week of Aug 30th: PLAYOFFS (More to come)

Go get'em girls!

Cassie x

The Fabulous SOS

Why so complicated?

I was thinking the other day about when relationships were simple. Boy meets girl, boy asks girl out on a date, boy and girl get along and decide to be boyfriend-girlfriend. Those were the good old days, weren’t they? That shit hasn’t happened to me since high school!

When and why did things get so complicated?

While I am well aware the object of SOS is NOT to get attached, we are certainly doing our fair share of dating, which = practice and exposure to our fair share of ‘situations’. The general consensus these days is that there are far too many games being played (when it comes to emotions. The SOS game doesn't count! LOL).

So what’s the trouble? Why are *some* men and women incapable of playing fair when it comes to dating/relationships? Below I propose some explanations – and am soliciting your feedback on this one.

Hypothesis #1 – blame the internet

• Too much choice is never a good thing. With so many singles available to us through dating sites, this plethora of choice can lead to some thinking that something better could be just around the corner, so why settle with what’s in front of you.


• Also - it’s far too easy to access singles (and sometimes not-so-singles), willing to do just about anything, at a click of a few buttons. It seems at the slightest hint of things going sour, or even when found with a few spare moments and spurred on by boredom, these days ppl are turning to the internet to find their next trick!
  

Hypothesis #2 – blame the English

• Is it just me or have guys lost the ability to tell you what they are thinking? I mean, I am not looking for an essay on emotions, or a poem professing undying love (puke). A simple “I don’t think I am into it anymore” would save hours of speculation and time wasted not pursuing other hot men!


• If you are having trouble coming up with the right words to say it, may I suggest the following site: http://www.dearjohn.com/

Hypothesis #3 – blame the weather

• Maybe working indoors has affected peoples energy levels (vitamin D shortage) so much that this apathy is spilling over into our social lives? I am really getting tired of hearing “maybe he’s just not that in to me”, or “he cancelled cause he’s too tired”. Since when has a guy ever been too tired for sex???


• Visit you local GNC - sort that shit out.

So… that’s my rant for this week. Maybe I’m just PMSing?

Would love your comments!

Cassie x

Fun Free Sample...

Who doesn't love getting mail that isn't a bill?

And who doesn't love free stuff that's good?

Enjoy.

https://www.k-y.ca/free-sample

Week 13 standings

With one exception, Monica's latest post about an SOS recession was right on when it comes to this week's points round up. Dull, dull, dull!

• Monica had no action to report, but remains in the lead with 213 points
• I think maybe she's having sex on behalf of all the Beckers this week. Chelsea is back in the number 2 spot after some rendez-vous with White Shirt, Poutini and a new guy dubbed Audi. She's at 172 points
• Brooke, with one recycle under her belt for the week, moves to 167 points
• Pamela stays at 156 points for the week but promises to come out to play in week 14
• Cassie snuck some recycling in to get her to 130 points for the week
• Gwen has been dating and recycling under the radar, so I am guessing she's at 115 points this week
• Victoria was out and about this weekend, but alas no points were earned (unless we start giving points out for impromptu and hilarious photo shoots!). She stays at 75 points
• Alex stays at 66 points after Hot Spur went MIA last night
• And our lovely Gemma rounds up the no-points pack, staying at 23 points this week.

I expect the Beckers are feeling a little burn out, but hope they can rally... this game is too much fun!

Cassie x

SOS Slow Down?

Well, it seems there has been a slow in activity, or it is really just a slow down in blogging? Have we come to a spontanous unannounced mid-season break? I know I don't have much to report, but I have a good reason, named Beer. So, what is going on with the others?

Hmmm, what I do know is several of the girls are doing a lot of regular recycling (Chelsea, Alex, Brooke.....hmm, who else? Cassie with GL when she doesn't cancel on him!).....and I hope those girls start talking about it soon!!!

I went for another round of karaoke earlier this week with Victoria and Cassie, and what a blast we had! Although there were no SOS points to be scored with a total of 2 other patrons when we arrived, and at most another 2 wandering in, we certainly took full advantage of all the air time available to us!

Last night I met up with Chelsea later in the evening and we decided to try out the latest Bay Street patio 'South of Temperence' . We ran into some friends, did many a shots and enjoyed the scene. Great patio with a good variety of old school music. Chelsea and I haven't had the opportunity to hang out much since my return from the East Coast so it was nice to do what we do best......we did meet up for Boot Camp class on Monday, but that is not our typical bonding (although given the way I felt this morning I am thinking Boot Camp is what we should switch to).

I don't have much going on this weekend, just catching up with some old friends, and of course heading out Sunday to watch World Cup.....but I know some of the other girls have some fun nights planned, fingers crossed that they opt to share there stories on here.

On a final note, in the event someone at Rogers is reading this I'd just like to say "Dear Rogers, don't call me, I'll call you". (telemarketing drives me bonkers- they just interupted my blogging for no good reason at all).

Kiss kiss bang bang,

Monica.

Without you I'm just another Dorian Gray

Hey folks,

It's Pam. It's been a little while so thought that I would check in to say hi, even though I won't be entertaining you (or attempting to anyway) with recaps of my point action. The past couple of weeks have been occupied with some other non-SOS stuff, but pretty awesome stuff at that. The proverbial schedule clouds will part soon, so don't you worry.

But just so you don't think I've gone too soft on you, I offer you one of my favourite songs - very inspiring! Yes I know, another annoying link to click but I promise you it has just the right amount of whimsy, sass and boldness to take you into the weekend. I myself haven't hung up my spurs just yet... don't you worry. Take a listen and I dare you not to want to get some.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpx_VXRG_qc

Have a super weekend, and I promise I'll have something a little more for you soon! In the meantime, go out and get a little yourself... ;)

Long live summer,

Pamela

So long New Guy

So in my last update I figured Giant Loser was out, New Guy was in... apparently not so!

Over the last week or so, I have been hearing from GL on a regular basis, and he still wants to see me despite the fact I have cancelled on him twice in a row. Not sure how I am feeling about this dude any more - seems all he wants is alone time, which is cool, but I don't like feeling like a secret/shut in. I need to be wined and dined and taken out on the town sometimes too!! So we will see where this goes.

As for the New Guy - things seemed promising early last week with some more texting, but didn't hear a peep out of him from Wednesday last week until last night. After a drunken evening of karaoke with Monica and Victoria on Tuesday night, I decided it was a GREAT idea to text New Guy to see what the deal was and if I would see him again (it was a surprisingly light hearted and well written text despite the state I was in)... got a response last night, and I quote:

"Sadly I don't think anything can happen. I now have a friend with benefits under one rule that its exclusive"

Ummm dude, I think thats called a girlfriend??? What a douche.

So, outlook not so good on the point front for this Becker... well unless GL steps up. But, Calgary Stampede is just a week away - I am sure it is going to be a rocking good time and by the end I will be saying "New Guy, who??"

Peace out

Cassie x

Spain! Spain! Spain!

Monica Casillas .....it has a nice ring to it doesn't it?

Torres, Xavi, Pique, Ramos...oh the list goes on.....I think majority of the Beckers are cheering for Spain today, and I don't want to say too much to jinx it.....my nerves are already shot and it's hours before the game! So the orange guys won yesterday and I wasn't cheering for them; not because I don't like them, more because I have money against them and if Spain makes it to Sunday's match I'd rather they didn't have to play Netherlands.

Today is a new day, and perhaps today the team I am cheering for will win, can I be unlucky 2 days in a row?

Did I mention I am in love with Casillas? I mean just look at him! This is exactly how he'd be looking at me over breakfast after an evening between the sheets: http://oneloveawakening.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/iker-casillas-20-5-81.jpg

Signing off for now...... lovesick and hopeful,

Monica xxxxoooo (those are for Casillas, so don't even think about it!!)

Decisions, decisions

With the first semi final game of the world cup less than an hour away, and all my 'go-to' teams eliminated, I feel a good ole fashioned debate about who to cheer for is more than necessary.

First up: Uruguay vs the Netherlands

I have to say that I am not very opinionated or torn when it comes to these two nations. I hear rumblings that Holland are the favorites, but just ask Brazil what good that title did them! So I propose a good old fashioned hot dude assessment to help make the decision!

The ugly

• This guy looks like a caveman. No points for Uruguay.


• Remember the movie Goonies? I think this guy looks like Chunk. AND his name is Dirk. Negative 1 for Netherlands

The pretty

• Uruguay ZERO


• Netherlands +2! All I have to say is... hellooooo Maarten, you can protect my penalty box any day LOL. And check out the cutie with the dimples!!

So there you have it... Netherlands 1, Uruguay 0. FACT.

Tune in tomorrow for the much tougher debate... Spain vs Germany (tougher because of skill, not looks - Spain wins hands down!)

Cassie x

Week 12 standings

Week 12?!?!?! How time flies when you are having fun!

This weeks events and activities included an impromptu pub crawl, a booze cruise, Canada Day, trips to the cottage, Fourth of July and Gay Pride, to name just a few. Lots of stories, I am sure, but lets get down to the points...

• Still in first place, Monica is at 213 points for the week. This is getting a little boring, we need to step up the competition here!!
• But look out, Brooke leap frogs in to second place with a whole lot of Brit action... she's at 162 points
• Next up is Chelsea at 157 points. No change since last week as White Shirt was out of town. Thats not to say she didn't have her fair share of opportunities to score with texts from Poutini AND The Counselor. But our little Chels kept her pants on... what a loyal little Becker!
• Pam-elama-ding-dong is not far behind at all with 156 points. Although this may change - our baywatch babe was out on our fair seas this weekend, booze cruise styles, and I am sure there were some points to be had!
• Cassie made no moves on the points front this week, due to being out of town with family. She remains at 125 points
• Always the laggard, we have not heard from Gwen on the points front so she remains at 97 for now.
• Ditto for Victoria, who remains at 75 points
• Alex... proving slow and steady wins the race? She added to her tally over the weekend to get her to 66 points (and I hear is joining in the celebratory cake for Cassie and Chelsea!)
• Gemma was being an excellent embassador for the city and acted as our official welcome wagon, landing at 23 points for the week.

Here's hoping this week is lucky #13!

Cassie x

SOS is on twitter, baby!

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Monica the Food Critic

OK, so my current job is not food critic, but it certainly doesn't stop me from trying.....and from what I remember being told as a kid, I can be anything I put my mind to. I tried food critic this week, and here is my review of Duggan's Brewery, at lunch, over a bottle of wine:

• Let's start with the physical location, something about a brewery is always appealing, even if you are not drinking beer.....so it had that going for it. Clean and simple approach without that annoying modernistic look that is never comfortable and almost always clinical feeling.

• To start we ordered a bottle of wine, and not only did the server open the bottle at the bar before bringing it to our table for inspection, it was the wrong bottle. This was the first indication of the kind of server we were dealing with, nice enough but not detail oriented.....and slow at best. Luckily we are fairly patience, especially after the correct bottle of wine was brought to our table. (Mission Hill, Pinot Noir.....not bad)

• Duck Poutine- nice flavour as duck should provide, and pretty good poutine, as far as Toronto goes anyhow.

• Curry Poutine- very much a standard protocol, The Flatiron pub's curry poutine is arguably better, and just a block or 2 south of this place if you are craving a curry poutine.

• Onion Rings- good enough if you are craving onion rings, nothing special about them and be warned, the 'ketchup' is more of a bbq sauce, no thanks.

• Beet Salad- I was very excited to see yet another restaurant embracing the fabulousness that beet's offer, however when this salad was served my first thought was "Where are the beets?", and even upon discovering them underneath the standard green salad I wasn't too impressed, sadly, as anything with beets is usually top of my list.

• Beef Rib Dinner- by far the best thing we sampled that day, and worth going back for! The beef was incredible, tender and deliciously spiced in a jerk seasoning. The ribs sat on top of mashed potatoes that had red peppers cooked in with them, giving them a unique and delightful flavour, and to the side were a few spears of perfectly cooked asparagus (still a bit crunchy). Did I mention, this was an amazing dish? It was!

• Lamb Dinner- very different than the beef rib dinner, I hope I never have to eat something as bland as this was again. Again, against the odds, since lamb is almost always a sure thing for me. This was cooked well enough to fall off the bone, but it was fatty and flavourless. It sat atop some couscous that wasn't all properly cooked. The dollup of spicy sauce on top of the lamb was the best part of this dish.

• Pizza (The Feisty Hawaiian)- this was the last thing we ordered, and sadly didn't leave the best impression. Presentation was fine, delivered like a pizzeria on a tall platter, but it was this platter that made it that much easier to detect that it wasn't properly cooked. We could see uncooked dough, and on a thin crust pizza that is an amature mistake. Not to ruin a tasting, we sent it back to finish cooking, and upon redeliverly we determined there was far too much cheese. I often wonder why some chefs load a thin crust with too much, especially when there are other flavours there to showcase? In this case the tomato sauce could have stood on it's own; it was delicious, with a hint of cilantro and a nice sweet tomato sauce.

• The atmosphere- it is loud and it felt like the wait staff was constantly rushing by, which was ironic considering how slow the service was. We only finally heard the music that must have been playing through the whole lunch hour when we were the only customers left in the restaurant, which at the point was an Old Lady Peace song....umm that doesn't scream lunch music to my ears, but given we were nearly done and awaiting our pizza to to come back out it wasn't top of our mind.

• I will say we did exit on a high note upon discovering our favourite restaurant mints; individually packed white lifesavers.

All in all, not a bad experience, but not a great one either. I think we will need to try this as an after work stop, for some beer from the brewery and some oysters before striking it off the list.....and maybe that beef rib dinner again, yes, definately that beef rib dinner again!

Happy eating Toronto!

xo

Monica

G'Day Mate - Playing with balls makes impromptu pub crawls more funl!

I would like today's blog to reflect the theme of our night, in the illustrious words of the great band named Trooper "We're here for a good time, not a long time...." Quite accurately reflecting how our night went...with an impromptu pub crawl!

After having my ass kicked on Monday night by our great plan to get in shape, my Wednesday night running was shot to hell, so what the hell, I needed to drink! I made my way over to the lovely 'well known' patio we all frequent, where Monica and I, downed a bottle of red wine, which kick started the genius idea of a pub crawl, and off we went. Me with my charm and wit in hand, Monica with her flask of voddy, which she whipped out on the streetcar because gawd forbid she go a 10 minute ride without booze in hand.

So, just when you think Australian men can't get any better, you meet an Aussie named 'Sharp Shooter'. Sharpie just moved from "down under" a few weeks ago to teach Aussies in the military. He's a gem and not too bad to gaze at I might add. Monica and I met him at Fionn's on St. Clair after downing our first 'lonely' shot at Sports Cafe while some old man yelled "kiss kiss kiss" while getting our piccie taken. Perv. Monica threw back a yaggerbomb (seriously, this is what she's now drinking these days?) and me, some voddy and red bull. After Monica telling the waitress that she and I are reuniting after 10 years of not seeing each other, and she's 'showing me the hood' because I'm returning from overseas (this is where I insert fake accent) we headed to Fionn McCools. Upon arrival, we meet Sharpie, sitting at the bar by himself, downing a beer and a conversation struck up from him very nicely, moving his stuff to let Monica and I sit at the bar. No sitting, only chatting and where Sharpie, "officially" joins our pub crawl (not sure if we forced him? but nonetheless, he still came).

Next stop - Scallywags, and when you go to Scallywags - who doesn't like running into their boss, and when I say boss, I mean the CEO of your whole company?! lol. Monica suuure DOES! That put the kybosh on a prolonged stay at Scally's, so we made our way to a pub that we don't know the name of, for a quick polar bear shot, and then landed at our last stop of the night - The Fox and the Fiddle.

Clearly, this was the one we missed out on all night, as it was a hit! Place was packed, with a lot of young'ns albeit, but still a crowd, so we'll call it a hit. This is where sharkies pool skilzzz came to light, beating team Monica and I three times. This is also the point in the night where I told Monica "I think Sharkie's gay." Monica: "No way, no he's not" Me: "Yeh, yeh he is" Monica: "No, seriously, he's not" Me: "Yeh, yeh he's totally". lol. I'm pretty sure I just kept saying it because I thought it was funny and because it was entertaining to keep throwing that at Mon. She probably wanted to plough me. Then after her disappearing to the bar for more pints, he and I got chatting, and I found out he was not gay as he talked about something to do with an ex-GF, so confirmed, Sharkie's straight. lol

And in pub crawl fashion, we closed that mutha daowwwn. Exchanged contact info with Sharkie as I did promise to 'keep in touch' after him saying he hoped he could remain in the pub crawl club (umm, of course ya can, if not for the accent alone, but to add some sheer eye candy to the pub crawl group, sheesh.). So, hopefully we'll be seeing Sharkie for a re-match in the future.

Peace out for now biotches. Keep 'er real.

Gemm xo