I have done it! I finished my book. I'm now editing to make sure it grammatically looks good. I'm also adding things I may have missed, especially from the Rat Pack Party chapter. Then all I have to do is do a Cast of Characters and we're good to go. This took a year to finish, but I did it. Below are a few entries from the book. I hope it's enough to entice you to buy it because clearly my only motivation for finishing this is money and to sell it for millions of dollars.
This entry is from the nicknames chapter, We have encountered a lot of very interesting people throughout the years, here's one that I still enjoy discussing:
Snowboard Guitar Guy
Telling this story as an adult is always fun. It’s one of my go to’s for the absurdity of it. We were having a party when I was alerted there was an older man outside on my deck drinking. So I went outside to see what the hubbub was about.
It was a man who was homeless talking with people outside who were smoking. I had nothing against that. So I started to talk to him, I found out from him that his one source of income was by nude modeling at the art school. He had wanted to patent an invention where you could have a snowboard that also played guitar. As you got down to the bottom of the hill, when you were done snowboarding you could immediately shred on your guitar and play some tunes.
Smash wanted him to come inside my home and hangout, but I was very hesitant, so I didn’t let him in the house. She was furious at me. So he stayed outside the rest of the night, talking with whomever and we never saw him again. I often wonder if he got to live his dream or what happened to him?
The Mermaid
She was brought up earlier in the book. She had joined us for an H-Worth Open event and left the next day before our 6th Rat Pack Party. I had found out she had an ex-husband she didn’t tell me about from Stein.
There was always something weird with her, she was very nice, but there was a weird rule. She was reading an advice book from Steve Harvey of all people. In the book, he said couples who start dating shouldn’t have sex for 60 days. That way the relationship wouldn’t have any complications from having sex. So I got cock blocked by Steve Harvey. We also had a double date, playing Family Feud of all things, with Julia and her boyfriend Drummer. I went to get a beer with Julia and she swears Mermaid was hitting on Drummer, THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT TOO!
A few weeks later we went to a place in Chamberlain, SD to go camping. After I saw either a ghost or a dead body (Google it, there’s reportedly a ghost in that river and I’m convinced it was one of those two), we had a conversation about relationships. Her parents and family had come to join us, they were quite nice actually. So I told her I liked her family, she told me it was moving too fast. She wanted to take a break, which was a perfect thing to say before going to bed in a tent and possibly seeing a dead body or a ghost.
I woke up that morning and went home. We didn’t talk for a week as she went on a vacation with her family. When she got back she called me, which was weird because we lived in the same apartment, she was literally right under my floor. But she called at the worst possible time. LeBron James was going to say where he was going to play basketball. Was he to stay in Cleveland? Was he going to Miami? Did Jeff see a ghost or a dead body?! Nobody knew!
So while she told me we were done on the phone I asked her if she could pause for a second, as Dark Honey was in the other room screaming, LeBron had chosen Miami. Wow. Incredible. Oh, and I was single again. She eventually wanted to get back together, but that was too much crazy for me.
Also a subtle hint to her name, Simo would call her REO Speedwagon, which dammit I should’ve named her entry that!
I was going to share a story about how a party of ours was started called Jock Jams, but I had too much controversy this week with Facebook posts, so I"ll post about one of the jobs I had in my younger years.
Sioux Falls Skyforce
I love basketball, I suck at it, but I love it. 90’s basketball got me through a lot growing up. I loved video game basketball, NBA Jam, Michael Jordan and the Bulls, nobody I know can beat me at NBA Live ’95 or ’96, fact.
So when I graduated and an internship with the Sioux Falls Skyforce came up I jumped at the opportunity. They are a minor league affiliate, at the time for the Minnesota Timberwolves, for the NBA and one of the most successful franchises in “minor league” basketball.
My job was to do promotions and be one of those people you see go out during timeouts or breaks in the action and shoot t-shirts into the crowd or throw balls. It honestly was a fun gig; it was just really time consuming at nights and holidays and you didn’t get paid anything.
My thinking was, I would work there and maybe end up finding a job with an NBA team. My cousin had worked with the Sioux Falls Stampede, then with the Magic and I thought that sounded fun. Maybe I’ll get into promotions with an NBA squad?
No, not meant to be and not an easy career to get into. I did get some perks like free tickets and food which was nice. Ironically the girl I was going to live with in Sioux Falls was a cheerleader for the Skyforce, she was the only nice cheerleader. In fact, besides the front office, even the players were jerks. I bumped into one very tall player at a bar and went up to him, introduced myself and said, “hey I guess we’re kind of coworkers huh!?”. He looked at me with no facial expression, “Fuck no!”. And walked away.
One of my last nights is one of the most embarrassing stories of my life. I became the main partner of the mascot; I think his name was Thunder. I would assist him with whatever he needed cuz his hands were mascot paws. The most rewarding part of the job was helping special needs kids and getting them prizes every game. It truly was awesome, and I loved it every time. Except one night.
It was Christmas so it was a packed house. At the time I was dating McQ, and I had gotten her parents some free tickets to the game. I was feeling super cool and went to go help Thunder deliver a ball to a special needs kid. I got a little too amped up and instead of a bounce pass I did an overhead pass, but it slipped out of my hands. I can still hear the “oooooooh” of the crowd as Thunder THANKFULLY caught the ball inches from this poor kid’s head. He handed the kid the ball, he was thankfully oblivious. I went and hid behind the hoop, embarrassed beyond belief.
Ever had a mascot look at you in complete disbelief? I have. That was brutal. I was done shortly after, by choice, nobody besides the mascot even knew what had happened. But I felt so bad. Thunder, if you’re reading this, I owe you one buddy.
Rating: 3/5
Jeff Kleeman