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The Tailgate Adventure

RRRRRRAAAAAAIIIIIDDDDDERRRSSSSSSS!!!

I’m excited, this is my first game that I’ll be going to attend as a fan.

(The others were for work.)

If you have never attended a game, YOU MUST.  People always worry about safety, and I’m not against that. I’ve heard people say they don’t want to go to a Raiders games because it’s “scary” or something crazy like they “might get killed”. Really? REALLY?! The Philadelphia Eagles had a jail cell in their old stadium.

Are we really going to be that close-minded? All the negative stuff that happens in stadiums around the country are isolated incidents. If that’s the case, should we stop going to the movies because of the Colorado shooting? Should we stop grocery shopping because we might get robbed? Come on, let’s be realistic. No matter where we go, we try to be aware of our surroundings. We can’t control everything, whatever happens – HAPPENS! We have still have to live our life and enjoy.

Enough with that rant. I can’t wait for Sunday.

I get to go back to this….

And this…

This..

And most important..

These pictures were taken last year against the Patriots.

The Raiders take on the Steelers and it’s a sold out. The crowd is going to be crazy. The crowd will get more rowdy if we pull off the upset.

Every time I go to these games, something crazy happens: BBQ grills falling of a truck, awesome tailgate neighbors, the infamous Raiders/Colts game, etc.  I wonder what this weekend will bring? Hopefully something low-key because I’m getting to old for this @$#^.

It’s always a good time when you go tailgate with friends. You’re just chilling out, drinking and having a good time. I think people fail to realize that’s what is all about. You shouldn’t have to worry about other people if you’re with friends. Only worry when the time comes.

This Sunday will be awesome, if you haven’t gone to a football game – GO!

If you can, go to more than one. I’ve gone to a few different games/stadiums and it’s amazing how each one is different. If anything, you just have to experience it.

If you can, TAILGATE. It’s amazing  seeing all the cars in the parking lot around 9am and smoke in the air from the grills. Everybody is walking around sporting their favorite team with a beer in hand. Most importantly, everybody is there to root on their favorite team.

Tailgate – it’s amazing, awesome and an adventure.

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I Challenge You To A Game Of Quidditch!

Yeah, that’s right, I said it. QUIDDITCH!

Backstory:

Question, why does one go to a bar? One goes to a bar for many reasons: Hangout, unwind, happy hour, people watching, random conversations, etc. In this case, random conversation played a role.

Saturday:

After watching my Trojans lose to Stanford, I decided to unwind and go to Barnes and Noble. I’m not even at the bookstore for about twenty minutes and I get a text from my friend Willie wanting to grab some drinks. Listen, I’m not one to reject a cold beverage so I accepted the offer.

First Stop, The Golden Bear

Everybody has a go to place, and The Golden Bear is my place. The price on the drinks are manageable. It also has a nice hipster crowd, which I can relate to. They have a back area and an outside patio in the front. It can get crowded and stuffy at times, but it doesn’t linger. Well the times I’ve gone it hasn’t been crowded, I’ve heard different stories from others.  The main reason I love the place is because of the Live DJ’s they have in-house. Not a lot of bars have it, so I like they fact that they are different.

We weren’t there that long, just long enough to recap what was going on in our lives that week. I got to talk about  my awesome time at the beach and he is still on cloud nine with his new job. The stories were long enough in which we both were able to down two drinks.  Also it was at this time that “Jager Nights” was declared by Willie.

Second stop, Streets of London.

Whenever I go to this place, trouble happens. I always run into someone who I DON’T want to see. It smells and it seems like every time that I’m there, the age group has jumped.  To keep a nice pace going – Jager Bomb again, one hit and we are out.

Drink tally:

Me: 3 Willie: 3

Stop number three? De Vere’s

This place, by far has the best brunch in Sacramento. At night? This place is always crowded and I’m bound to run into somebody I know.  Usually the somebody I know is from the station. It’s like, the meeting spot I guess. Never happened though, Jager Bomb- Again!

Ok, fast forward to Shady Lady.

(We actually went to R15, but that was miscommunication) I’m pretty happy about that because I didn’t feel like getting attacked by pepper spray again.

Long story short, I got my White Linen. It was delicious, you should try it. I recommend it. Girly drink? Yes. I ordered it with pride though.

I would like to apologize about the breakdown of the night. I had a good amount to drink and I know if I miss a part, I would mess up the story.

I really don’t remember how Quidditch topic came up, but it did. I’ve never watched Harry Potter and after Willie explained the game, I still won’t watch it.  He explained the game to me and it still sounds weird to me. He then showed me a YouTube clip and that still did not make sense.

Yeah, weird. Still not interested.

Anyway, from Shady Lady to the next bar Benny’s, Quidditch just dominated the conversation. This went on for about 6 blocks.

We finally get to the bar and met up with some mutual friends. We get more Jager bombs and head to the back. Willie is still irate about my lack of Quidditch knowledge. To prove a point he ask these two people if they knew about Quidditch. Unfortunately, they knew about Quidditch and they were excited about explaining the game to me. I’m shaking my head, he is excited, it was all bad.

We had back inside get more “Bombs” and then he asked the bartender. THE BARTENDER knew what the deal was.  She was EXCITED talking about it. By then, Willie felt like he proved his point. I feel disappointed.

Conclusion:

Minus the crazy drunks, bars/bar hopping can be a great thing. It just depends on who you are hanging with and also the mood of the bar. Every conversation has the potential of being, weird, awesome or great. It’s just taking the chance of starting a conversation. The worse a person can say is “No, I don’t want to talk”. No crime in that. The fact that he asked random people about Quidditch was amazing.

My advice to readers: Have fun, take chances, be confident. Take a risk in starting a conversation, you never know where it my lead. Who know’s, the next person you might talk to want start a Quidditch team.

PS: The night ended with my friend Nani falling to the ground and an amazing/horrible freestyle show put on by Willie and I. More liquid courage happened as well at her house.

Finally Tally:

Me: 7 1/2

Willie: 6 1/2

For the record, the quote of the night:
“I’ll whoop a @#$#% @$$ ins some Quidditch” – Willie

FOLLOW AWAY ON TWITTER:

@20Wi11

@Sylvan_Stephone

{UPDATED} Apparently, the Quidditch video earlier wasn’t good enough. Here is a better one.

Ok, I’m done with this.

The Day of Humps

About me section? Check. Contact information section? Check. Me always being awesome? Always and forever. My page is to my liking and…I…like…it?  <—- Not going  to lie, that phrase sounded better in my head.

It’s Hump Day! Who came up with that nickname? I don’t know how I feel calling it by that name/nickname. All my life, Wednesday has been THE name. I can’t just go around saying “It’s Hump Day”, the majority of my friends have sick minds so that’s trouble.

Anyway, it’s Hump Day. I’m in the mood for some…

Whenever I drink this, I think of my good friend Sarah. If it wasn’t for her, I would not have known about this greatness.

Random thought: A few moments ago I met somebody who I follow on Twitter. If we were living in Southern California, I doubt the encounter would’ve happen. Northern California = a small community. Since I’m on the subject of Twitter, follow me – GO DEEP IN MY MIND.

My mind? I don’t know what is wrong with it. I have to get ready for my session, my freestyle session. I’ve been challenged by my friend. He is way better than I am. I have my moments though, especially if I freestyle about nursery rhymes. YES, you read that right, nursery rhymes! You want to know how horrible I am?  Take a look at this, Allison Brie from Community.

Yup, I’m worse than her.

Happy Hump Day!

Tearful Thursday, Life Must Go On.

You know what happens everyday? Losing people. It happens in a variety of ways: death, moving, break-up, etc. In this case, I’m losing a co-worker. JW, no need for the whole name, has decided it was time to move on to the next chapter in his life. We all have been in that situation, even if we didn’t want to (unfortunately it’s mandatory). I believe we all have at least one person that can help steer us in the right direction (that isn’t a family member). We have a person that we can talk to in the time of need (also not a family member). This is the second time in the past two years, maybe three, that I’ve gotten the short end of the stick. Despite my emotional issues on the subject, I know that they are happy (I know my former boss lady(ESP) is).

………Again with the initials!!!! I’m just protecting them, it’s called respect……

Mini breakdown:

JW: showed me the ropes of the manual labor in the Promo world. I was HIS outlet when he had to vent. He helped me out when I was in need. He was my opposite. You know the good and evil conscience that’s on your shoulder? He was the good one, by far!

ESP: THE  person that hired me in the media world. She also let me vent to her when I was going through a rough patch. Time and time again she checks up on me as I search for that elusive full-time job.

Both people are class-acts, helped me out when it wasn’t in the job description. I lost co-workers, but kept friends.

         Life will go on and they will always be here, I just have to keep reminding myself.

This is the part where I’m suppose to serenade you with pictures of them, but I’m not, won’t. Who knows, maybe in the future.

My current mood?

i'm in a glass case of emotions gif

I can never get tired of Anchorman.

This video is about a few years back. Me posting this defeats the purpose of this “Throwback Thursday” post. At the end of the day though, rules are made to be broken.

Somehow, someway I’m getting to that point this weekend haha.

Friendship Quote

“A friend is someone who understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are.” – Unknown

We all are going through situations, through that time we need our friends more than ever. Our past creeps up, we are worried about today and tomorrow. Just enough obstacles go that we endure that makes us C-R-A-Z-Y. A real friend understands everything.

Just wanted to get serious for once.

Second Saturday, Sacramento Style

As the title suggests, this one is about Second Saturday. Meaning, the Second Saturday of each month, just in case you lost count. This past Saturday (and future Second Saturdays) is the Saturday of all Saturdays in Midtown. Streets are just filled with people, dogs on leashes, bars are filled (with nice drink specials at some places.)

Their was a time in which Second Saturday was in doubt. About two years ago, a shooting took place near a bar called Streets of London and the security of that Second Saturday was put into question. The day, no, the event was put into question. Their were some talks of it being cancelled. The following Second Saturdays were a bit down, safety was a concern. It’s like with all situations same you can’t let one bad apple ruin the tree (is that the right saying in this case?).

After a while though, Second Saturday returned back to normal.

Here is the breakdown of the greatness that is Second Saturday:

  • Quality friend time.
  • Quality drinking time.
  • Great people watching.
  • Street side entertainment.
  • Great weather.

Besides those four things, Second Saturday is about the mom and pop stores. These mom and pop stores showcases art & clothing. Also, Midtown offers some pretty good art galleries. If you are in Sacramento, just make sure that you are here during Second Saturday, lots of walking is in store for you.

As soon as the sun goes down and the families are gone, that’s when things gets more fun.

For me, it’s all about this…

     Unforutnately, I only drank two Blue Moons. I would’ve liked to drink more but I couldn’t for reasons I shall state later. I had a friend and a friend of a drink like crazy so that kept me entertained. Now that I’m thinking about it, Miss SeekingStyle still owes me a drink. I might have to cash in on that debt this weekend. Focus…FOCUS. Bars (most) are filled to capacity, drink specials are around if you find the right spot. Clubs have lines everywhere, sadly(not quite) we were denied access to one.  You may even get invited to a random house party, which I’ll explain later.

Second Saturday is one of those days that you can get away going out on your own. By doing that, you are guaranteed to run into somebody that you know. That is one of the positives about Sacramento, it has the big family vibe.

If you decide to take a trip to Sacramento, make sure it lands on a Second Saturday. It’s straight forward: nice weather, friends, people watching and side show entertainment.

What more can you ask for on a Saturday? (Besides BBQ)

Life In a Sentence

“A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing. ” – George Bernard Shaw

New Beginnings, New Look

This week has been a whirlwind to say the least. There is a slight possibility that my career could begin. If it does happen I have the awesome problem of deciding between staying in California or moving to Texas. Relocation has been in my mind from day one of my internship. This problem might soon become reality. I still have to go through various amounts of tests before I get anything.

My pure joy has been filtered on Facebook. The comments that I have been getting back has been heartwarming. On August 23, 2003, I moved to Sacramento. No friends, anything, just my cousin to fall back on. It was a rough brutal few months, but I finally came around to liking the place. I met some awesome people. Even during my hard times between 2009-2011, these same people stuck by me when they did not have to. I owe them my life, they helped me create my Sacramento chapter.

My Sacramento chapter has been defined by many different looks. I’m an owner of numerous MLB hats, PUMA and off-colored shirts. I have an infatuation with sweater vests and Kangol hats. It’s my style, my go-to outfit. Speaking of style, check out a friend of mine- she is the definition of seeking style.

Kangol, Scarf and the Vest

The Sophisticated Look

I’m a young man with an old guy feel. I truly have my own identity (that’s my best friend Mel).

The icing on the cake is my hair. I don’t mind having the bum look, the ugly beard with the messed up hair. It bothers people, but it doesn’t bother me.  It has to go, the last part of me that feels young. I am not to happy about it, but it’s for the best. I always wonder though, appearance is important, but when did it become so vital? Also, imagine what I look like now.

Welcome Back Happiness.

Lately, two songs have been on repeat on my iPod. This is the first one…

 

 

 

The title itself explains it all. Unfortunately, the age range of 18-26 gets a bad rap. What’s wrong with having fun. We go through enough M-F with work, then we have bills and rent. Sometimes a break is needed, and why not have that break with your friends. This song is a true definition of just having a good time and not worrying about what other people think about you.

Then we have this bad boy…

 

I think this song is about us rising to the occasion. Just listening to the first verse I can relate to the song.
Then again I can see at as a weird version of a make-out song. I sense double meaning for some reason.

These two songs pretty much explains how I’ve felt these past couple of days. I can finally say that I am happy with my life again.

True, and very true.

“To find fulfillment…don’t exist with life – embrace it. ” – Jim Beggs

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