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I first saw this a few nights ago.  Jay Leno’s Beer Pong Shot of the Week or something to that effect.  Don’t get me wrong, I can appreciate the skill used in beer pong.  I just felt that it didn’t fit into the typical audience of the Jay Leno Show.  His luke warm “Primetime Band” and his brand of safe humor make it obvious that he’s trying to run a modern day variety family program.  Bringing in the Beer Pong Shot of the Week seems like a desperate attempt to get a college audience.

I’m thinking if he wants a family show, he should just stick to his 10yr old humor and try not to please EVERYBODY.  For people in the 18-35 key demo that want real comedy, they’ll watch The Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien, plain and simple.

I searched online for any articles that may share my point of view and I might be alone on this one.  All the articles I found that cited displeasure of Jay Leno’s beer pong feature made the argument about the fact that the Beer Pong Shot of the Week shouldn’t have the words beer pong because that’s not actually how the game is played.  According to Wikipedia, the official rules of beer pong are:

“Players throw a ping-pong ball across a table with the intent of landing the ball in a cup of beer on the other end. The game typically consists of two two-player teams and multiple cups set up on each side set up in triangle formation. There are no official rules, so rules may vary widely, though usually there are six or ten plastic cups arranged in a triangle on each side.”

To be honest, I can respect the sport but I’m not a big fan of drinking games.  I think I drink without a game telling me when to drink.  For me, drinking games slow down my drinking.  For people that wanna drink fast, just join a band… no cups or ping pong ball needed.

However for you tone deaf athletes, I’ll leave you with this shot technique chart.  Again, courtesy of Wikipedia… the root of all knowledge.

We couldn’t believe it but these are real beer pong trick shots. The behind the back refrigerator shot at 2:00 min is unbelievable!

Being back under your parents’ roof for Thanksgiving comes with a cornucopia of blessings, such as mom doing your laundry, shopping sprees and overeating until you actually consider braving the Black Friday crowds just to purchase a pair of jeans with an elastic waistband. However, being back under mom and dad’s watchful eye can be treacherous, as well.

This isn’t dorm life anymore. You can’t order Dominos at 2 a.m. and feed it to your late-night booty call in bed. That wasn’t OK in high school, and, believe me, it still won’t be appreciated by your parentals now. You may be a big, bad college student, but there are still some house rules that you must abide by.

That being said, here are some guidelines for navigating life at home for the Thanksgiving season:

Do enjoy Thanksgiving dinner with your entire extended family and celebrate with a glass of wine.

Don’t crush cans at the dinner table like you’re at a frat party. Because when asked what you’re thankful for this Thanksgiving, you’re great-aunt Susie won’t be laughing when you say “the morning after pill.”

Do have a few friends over for a Thanksgiving Eve pregame. There is nothing that my mom loves more than having my friends over to recap our lives over wine and snacks before she drives us to our night’s destination.

Don’t invite your entire Facebook friends list and set up a beer pong tournament on the kitchen table. Getting the family dog trashed may seem like a cool idea now, but the moment your parent’s feel it’s safe to come out of hiding in their bedroom, you’ll be getting an earful.

Do go out with friends and relive your high school glory days at a good ol’ fashioned house party.

Don’t attempt to use your fake I.D. at the local bar. There’s simply no good explanation a group of kids from various different states spanning the continental U.S. have gathered together to spend Thanksgiving in a small town in Jersey. It’s just not believable.

Do continue the search for a mate. High school boys do a lot of growing up in college; you never know what old crush or summer fling will need rekindling.

Don’t get drunk and sneak them into the basement. Experience has taught me that being awoken to breakfast-in-bed by mommy can turn quite ugly when a naked boy joins the party.

Do use protection.

Don’t ask your dad for it. He may agree, but it will most likely be a shotgun he brings out, not a condom.

You’ve been warned.

So this weekend… I learned how to play a new game called “Battle Pong”. It is pretty much the same concept as regular beer pong except you have three people on each team. Each person has a set of six cups in front of them – there are no turns so that means if you get a ball, throw it! Once all of your cups are gone, that means you are out and are no longer able to help your team – the team who gets all of the cups first wins. Not going to lie, this game can get pretty intense!

I hung out with my roomie the whole weekend at the “Caswell House” – what a great group of people! I have to admit, it was nice chillen out at a house for once instead of going out and getting into crazy shenanigans per usual… plus it was much cheaper for us to stay close to home. Highlight of my weekend? Definitely playing in the rain in the middle of the night… It has been ages since I have been able to bounce around in a puddle and have fun.

Sunday was incredibly relaxing! I wasn’t in the best of moods as I was a bit homesick… Not sure why but my kitty understood and hung out next to me pretty much all day. While I was reading, I looked over and saw her passed out and couldn’t help but take a picture of her fuzzyness.

Miss Kitty taking a nap!

We at AAN wish Jeremy from Cordova TN and our resident Beer Pong expert a big time Happy Birthday!!  We plan on tipping a few in his honor at tonights Beer Pong Tournament.

part of an ongoing series of columns I’ve written, reprinted from the TU Rambler.

April, 2009.
This week I want to talk about an issue that is near and dear to the hearts of college students everywhere: parties.  And since Transy is a de facto wet campus, I want to discuss the ubiquitous red Solo Cup, and the eco-conscious choices we can make when we party.
Perfect examples of the modern unsustainable mindset of convenience and disposability, Solo cups are made of #5 polypropylene plastic, which cannot even be recycled in most places, including Lexington.  Manufacturing these cups in a factory in Illinois requires a huge amount of fossil fuel energy and even more energy is required to transport them to your local Liquor Barn.
However, (despite what you may have heard) both glass bottles and aluminum cans are recyclable in Lexington.  In addition, the energy it takes to produce one new 12-oz aluminum can is enough to make about two new 12-oz glass bottles (Plus, I think properly-chilled drinks in glass bottles stay colder longer than those in cans).  If you’re given the choice between a Solo cup and a can or bottle of beer, pick the recyclable option.  And if you have a choice between a sixer of bottles or cans, opt for the glass bottles.
And there’s yet another—and even more eco-friendly—option out there: B.Y.O.C. (that’s bring your own cup)!  Back in the day (before Solo cups were introduced in the 70s) folks would show up to a party with their own personal drinking container to fill up at the keg (or bathtub, if you like the hooch); nowadays, you could do the same thing with a Nalgene bottle (BPA free, of course).  This is also a convenient solution for the awkward question of “which cup is mine?”  Another alternative—which most people would never dare to consider—is to simply wash and reuse your Solo cups for the next party or game of Beer-Pong).
In the end, of course, this all comes down to choosing to move away from the status quo of unsustainability and convenience.  If we want to see a change in consciousness of our society, we have to push overconsumption and wastefulness out of the mainstream, and start making sustainable practices the new standard.

(Not surprisingly, this is the only one of my columns to elicit even a single response from the student body, and I’ve actually heard from about 3-4 students complementing me on this article.  However, I find it somewhat troubling that the article which students respond to is the one dealing not with reducing water wastage, chemical-free living, or even the extinction of our species, but with how to get drunk in an eco-friendlier way.)

“Frankly, all of our other players suck and I’d be surprised if we win more than four games next year if we lose Sheiny to the NBA."– St. Peter’s coach John Dunne.

The fourth game of the 2009 College Hoops Tip-Off Marathon featuring St. Peter’s and Monmouth was supposed to give the Peacocks a chance to showcase their best player, freshman Adam Sheinman, whom ESPN ranked as the fifth best player in the country. But much to St. Peter’s Head Coach John Dunne’s chagrin, Sheinman never showed up for the 6:00 a.m. televised event.

The 6’2 guard from Idabit City, Ia. gave his coach a call at approximately 8:37 a.m. – 43 minutes after his team defeated the Monmouth Hawks in the Early Bird ESPN-televised Special. He apparently missed his alarm.

“My alarm didn’t wake me up,” Sheinman said. “I hit the snooze button about 11 times, and I guess the 12th time someone must have come into my room and thrown it against the wall because when I finally woke up, I found my alarm clock thrown against the wall.”

Dunne said Sheinman gave a sincere apology and his explanation was well received.

“I shouldn’t have gotten so drunk on a Monday night,” the 19-year-old Idabit High School standout said. “But when you get challenged to a game of Beer Pong, you must accept. It’s in the book… Wait, am I going to get in trouble for underage drinking? If so, we were playing with milk. And everything I said before is strictly off the record.”

Sheinman, who is expected to be a top-10 pick in the 2010 NBA draft and averaged 30.4 ppg, 8.2 spg and 0.2 apg, led the Idabit High Labradoodles to a 29-2 record and his senior year.

Dunne was relieved that he didn’t need his superstar in action to beat the Hawks.

“Frankly, all of our other players suck and I’d be surprised if we win more than four games next year if we lose Sheiny [Sheinman] to the NBA,” Dunne said passionately. “There’s a reason why when journalists come to the post-game conference, they don’t know any of our guys. They know one guy and that’s it. Hell, even I forget the names of some of our starters.”

Even though coach Dunne was understanding, some of Sheinman’s teammates were not as forgiving.

“We’re projected to win the MAAC [Metro Atlantic Athletic Conference] not because of one guy, but because of our whole team’s contribution,” a player said falsely. “We are a team and that’s why we will win games this season.”

Another player also echoed similar incorrect thoughts:

“Sheinman is as equal as any other person on this team,” said a different player from the last one.

Hey guys, have you ever wondered what approach appeals to women the most? Who am I trying to fool, of course you have. Every man’s nightmare is the approach. He gets his drink, pivots from the bar and says to himself, “Its game time!” (It could just be me) But who, where, how? These are the questions that run through a male’s mind. Let’s be honest people, we all know that people don’t go to over-packed, over-charged, ridiculously loud clubs just to socialize and dance. Last night we paid $17 for a drink that had little or no alcohol but that just wasn’t our biggest concern because we were on a mission. Men too need some lovin’ in their life and the only way to do that is to stick your neck out and hope you return with your head intact. Let me tell ya ladies, it ain’t easy being a dude. Let’s talk about why.

After Tenjune last night, we inhaled a pie at Joe’s pizzeria (Amazing!) and then headed back to the crib with a few lady friends to see who could defend their honor over a game of beer pong. I stopped to grab beer and everyone else headed back. When I returned, beer in hand – smile on face, I didn’t get any reciprocation from the party. I looked at the pong table and immediately knew why. No cups. Fuck! We weren’t going back to the store so we had to choose a different game. After playing a few card games we were now so far away from sober that it only made sense to go back to our childhood roots and play some old-fashioned truth or dare. After a few traditional make-out sessions it was time to up the ante and get some cold hard facts from women who were less likely, at this point, to hold back. And so the female interrogations began with a simple question, “How should a guy approach a woman at a club or even in public?”  Brooke answered by saying, “Ask me out to dinner.” At that point, I immediately knew getting the answer to my mind-boggling question would not be an easy task. How awkward would it be, ladies, if you were dancing with one of your friends having a blast when some guy walks up to you in the middle of the dance floor and says, “Hi my names Bob. How’s dinner sound?” My take is she probably won’t hear him because the music is so loud and if he screams too loud in her ear,  she loses an eardrum. Even if she heard everything the guy said, she probably wouldn’t be like, “Ya know what… that sounds like a great idea. Are you free tomorrow night?” It’s more like, “We have to use the bathroom, I’ll be right back…. [To her friend] WHAT A CREEPER!”. Brooke laughs at my comments after picturing the situation and realizing how ridiculous it sounds. What started out as a basic question turned into a 45 minute full-out discussion. We went over every situation and every response, looking from every angle and what did we conclude… nothing! We were told stories of guys who were doing good things for good reasons but were rejected merely because of female insecurities. One girl actually said that she was put off because a guy insisted on paying. I didn’t even know how to respond to that since this basic principle is what every man has crammed into his head since he’s a teenager or younger; always be a gentleman and take care of the tab. She said she felt belittled since they weren’t a couple yet. Once I heard more statements like that I realized there was nothing more to learn and catching up on sleep would probably offer me more success with a woman than anything these lady friends had to tell me. By the end, Brooke says, “Ya know what, maybe it is hard being a guy.”

Although I didn’t find any real answers, I was able to come to a helpful conclusion. Women don’t know what they want until you present it to them. So guys, stay strong and confident but most importantly be bold and keep things lite. Humor and honesty is the best way to get out of any jam. It’s a woman’s basic instinct to have their possible suitor jump through hurdles (It’s just a test!). And remember, whether she let’s you know it or not, nothing really gets past her so be yourself, and add a smile.

Beer Pong is a game ordinarily played in school areas. The table is the largest and most critical part of the game. There are no official rules for beer pong and the ones that are used alter significantly from coast to coast, state to state and college to university. Check the guidelines that others in your neighborhood follow before starting development of your table. Need design ideas-you may want to check out Beer Pong Nation for photos of some of the best custom beer pong tables.

Things you’ll need :

*Table
*Plywood
*3 2-by-4 in. boards
*Paint or whatever you want to use to decorate or customize the table
*Waterproof sealer

Follow these straightforward steps to build your custom beer pong table.

1.Take a well ventilated area such as a warehouse and clear it. Find a table to use as a base. This can either be a table that you are already using, such as a kitchen table, or you can purchase an inexpensive folding table for just this purpose.

2. Cut the plywood to the correct measurements for the beer pong table. Technically, there are no official rules for the game of beer pong so that the measurements of the table can vary seriously from area to area. The classic size is 8 by four feet.

3. Adjust the height of the table. Cut at least 3 pieces of 2-by-4 or 4-by-4 to the same width of your table. Lay the boards equally across the table. You can stack and nail many pieces of 2-by-4 in order to get the proper height that is required by the guidelines of your area. Again, the rules vary greatly so the height may be anywhere from 27.5 to forty five inches.

4. Draw boundaries on the plywood top. There are often 3 lines that are required by most rules : The mid line that divides the table in half, and the foul lines that are a foot from the fringe of each side of the table.

5. Decorate the plywood. You can use paint, bottle caps or anything more you need to decorate the surface of your table. This is your chance to customise your table.

6. Water-proof the plywood. It is best to coat the outside of the table in a water resistant sealer in order to protect the wood from water damage. This will protect the wood and ensure that your table lasts for longer.

7. Set up the table you’re using as a base, place the set of 3 2-by-4 boards uniformly across the table and place the plywood on top. This sets up the beer pong table for playing.

What you just learned about Building Beer Pong Tables is just the beginning. To get more ideas, read stories, check out pictures and videos go to Beer Pong Nation or Beer Pong.

You may also want to check out Huge Beer Belly at Beer Belly Nation

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Log on to any of our sites and let your imagination run wild. Hey, there’s probably a few sites that you never even thought you’d be into before.

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Alex is being a little douchey but we won two beer pong games together so I forgive him.

Catch me at the Metro with K Holtz at a Twins game
Shit I made a Twins game drunker then a Twins fan
You should know I bleed booze, but I ain’t alcoholic though
But I got a barrel of that Premium ready to go
Welcome to the Freezing Spot, corners where I’m buying pot
Joe Mauer shit, home of the big stick
Blue and White, Yellow Cab, Green and White, Rainbow Cab
When it get busy it ain’t fair, they never call you back
8 million stories, this side of the Vegas
we play beer pong, we drink Strip N Go Naked
Me I got a song, Biz Markie “Just a friend”
If we lost KG, let’s pick up a free agent
We played Cee-Lo, Swallow some Molly’s
In every dorm room, posters of Bob Marley
Statue of Mary Tyler, Long live the light rail
Long live the Metrodome, but I’m a watch St Paul Saints in…

(TWIN) CITIEEEES
612, 651 we run this!
We got what you can’t miss, Twin
CITIIIIEEEESSSS
These streets always got construction
Pardon the interruption
Let’s hear it for the Cities, the Cities

Compare to the original lyrics:
http://ohhla.com/anonymous/jigga/blprint3/empire.jyz.txt

AND stop back tomorrow for WordPlay Friday! It’s an all sports theme manana

Every week I make a list. Not a grocery list or a to-do list, because I don’t really do groceries (Pad Thai take out, helloooo) and to-do lists are totally not my scene, if such a scene even exists. No, this list is a top ten-style countdown about the hard-hitting issues, like which mash-ups are the best ever.

This week, as a partner to The Ten Types of Guys at the Party, I’ve decided to include the female version. All in good fun, ladies! Who am I missing?

10. The Diva.
This girl is at the party, but she is DEFINITELY not trying to party. Pouting with her manicured fingers and heavily lined eyes glued to her cell, Diva will only speak to her tight-knit group of friends dressed in very similar outfits. She will not partake in any of the drinking games, she will not hook up with any guys and she will roll her eyes at those who do. Then she will leave an hour later to go off somewhere “cooler,” “more mature,” and just worthy of her time. 

9. The “Innocent” one
Dressed conservatively and drinking a microbrew or weak cocktail, this doll-faced darling looks like she’d rather be holed up in the library than at this very party. Wrong. She goes from “virgin” to skank in 3.5 drinks and will hook up with your boyfriend and cry about it later. Beware of the victim-playing. This girl is faker than her “leather” shoes and has run through more guys than Paris Hilton.

8. The Crazy B!#@$
Whoa. Vodka handle in one hand and the other hand down someone’s pants, the crazy B!#@$ is the wildest girl imaginable. Usually has her makeup smeared on her face, her hair a disarray and wants the music LOUDER! She won’t participate in games, but only because she’d rather dance on the table than flip cups off its edges. She’s the loudest girl on the block and she’s usually yelling something profane.

7. Intellectual smoker girl
This chick knows what’s going on in Iran and she wants to talk about it between puffs of her Parliament Lights. It’s Friday night and she’s giving her thesis on the Palestine/Israel conflict. You are dumber than her. Don’t bother.

6. Puck Slut
She’s down to do it as long as you play a college sport. Beer pong enthusiast, because that’s totally where the jocks hang, right? Doesn’t care if the team you’re on is winning, just as long as you have the jersey.

5. Needs To Party
She bombed her exam. Or her boyfriend just broke up with her. Or maybe her dog just died. Whatever the reason, this girl needs to party and she needs to party hard. You’ll see her taking shots early in the night and won’t see her again until a few hours later when her friends are carrying her out of the bathroom and into a waiting cab. Poor girl.

4. Selfie Sally
All that flashing in the corner has you searching for the strobe light, but it’s actually the flash coming from this girl’s camera. Don’t worry, though; she’s not snapping inappropriate pics of you to load onto Facebook. She’s taking pictures of herself. And her friends. Making funny faces, sexy faces, pouty faces, etc. Over and over and over again.

3. Debbie Downer
She’s sad. She’s alone. Her friends left and she doesn’t know how to rage. Slumped on the couch, pulling at her out-of-season Forever 21 top, she doesn’t realize that people would talk to her if she wasn’t so depressing.

2. The Flirt
She’ll hit on everyone. Looks like she’s gonna hook up with you? Nah. She probably has a boyfriend. She’s not interested, but she will pretend like she is all night. She thinks you’re “sooooo cute.” And him too. And him. And him. And her. And him. Wow, I wonder how she got all those free drinks?

1. That Girl
Enough. Said.

Got an idea for a Weekly 10 Topic? Let me know in the comments or shoot me an email at Melanie@CollegeCandy.com.

But my hangover is not.

It was DMeister’s birthday party and he had a little shindig (is that how you spell “shindig?” Am I even saying it right?) at his place.

There was a lethal punch, too much tequilla (I just paused. I need a moment, even just to type the word), beer pong and a very hairy mustache.

Night was awesome…. well, what’s remembered of it anyway.

Kappie and C-Dawg were also there. I remember at the beginning of the night, C-Dawg mentioning that he couldn’t stay late because he had an assignment due… then I also remember hours later being on the same beer pong team as him.

DMeister is still man down… it’s nearly 24 hours later.

Good times.

Something rad for a Monday: http://videos.antville.org/stories/1940679/

How I can only really post when I’m int he library at ACC. You’d think within the comforts of my own home, I could write just like I do now. But no. Life would not have it that easy.

I suppose I should apologize for my action–or really lack of action– in posting recently. I could blame it on others, but when it comes down to it it’s just that I didn’t have anything to write. Or I did and I didn’t actually FEEL like writing. Because, as we all know, actually writing about something makes it “true” (on a journalistic standpoint).

So, to break some new ground (and more than likely the disappointment factor to a lot of you), Stephanie called me last night/early this morning. She actually texted me yesterday wanting to talk to me, and she understood if I didn’t call/text her back. But of course, like my noble instinct told me to, I called. She didn’t answer. Instead, she called early this morning. I couldn’t remember how I got on the phone with her (give me a break…I’d just woken up), and she laughed. It was different though. (KATIE!!! She fckin screwed you over more times than one! What makes this time even different?!) Well to put it simply, she apologized. She acknowledged the fact I did everything right for her and how she was a complete bitch. Then an uncanny event happened: she opened up.

KATIEEEEE! Plenty of people open up! What the hell are you thinking?! What is going through your head?!

Whoa whoa, settle down. It’s different for her. She doesn’t open up. She doesn’t let people in. That was half our problem when we were actually together (and God knows we aren’t now…). I could never convince her that I was honestly there to help her. I wasn’t just there to have a girl to call my own. I wasn’t just there to sweet talk my way to a smile or two. No no, I was honestly there for her. She opened up and that says more than a 1,000 I’m sorrys.

Now, before I get text messages about this whole debacle I may get myself into, let’s review that we’re NOT in a relationship at this point. We’re not even in the TALKING stages. We’re simply repairing what failed. However, I will tell y’all that I will see her on Friday. Infact, we’re partying together on Friday. I’ve told her I can beat her in Beer Pong (although we all know I probably won’t…but eh…) and that my cousin is throwing a party in College Station. So I’ll be picking her up on Friday, and we’ll head to my cousin’s.

Should be quite an interesting weekend. I’ll be sure to blog about it Monday.

I’m also participating in a mini-competition with Cameron. She’s in the works of writing a novel for a novel competition (wow…repetition really?). I’ve been challenged with doing something along the same lines. I’ve been delt the impossible challenge of writing 1,000 words each day. I’m going to attempt to write in a memoir type fashion. Most of the time I plan on posting my 1,000 word event memoirs on here. We’ll see how this goes though.

Tonights agenda:

Study for my biology test

Write a 4 page paper for Art History

Watch Law and Order

Go to the gym

pretty intense.

i love beer pong.

beer pong.

beer.

pong.

love.

oh yeah.

This weekend went by so quickly! On Saturday, I went to a friend’s birthday party. My boyfriend and I met some interesting people and we got to watch people play “Beer Pong”. It is drinking game, in which typically teams of two teams go against each other by throwing a ping-pong ball across a table and trying to get it in the other team’s cup of beer. Each time a ping-pong ball goes in a cup, one of the team player on the opposite side has to drink it. The first team to get the ping-pong in all six cups wins. It was a funny to see them play, but also, very intense. The crowd died down around 2AM; we sobered up and left the party. All in all, it was a very fun night!

This week is going to be so busy, on Tuesday I have a hiring session at the Apple Store downtown, on Wednesday I have an informational interview at Oddly Studios, and Thursday and Friday I have a group meeting all day from 9-5, During the week I have a lot of work to catch up on and finish. Last but not least, Saturday is HALLOWEEN! My boyfriend and I are going to a Halloween party downtown with my best friend and her boyfriend. I’ve never met him before, but I can’t wait to meet him. I hope it goes well!

I’m still deciding on what to be for Halloween…Any ideas?

Luigi Hat for Halloween 2009

Also, I really need to really work on my blog, but give me some time and it will get better!

QUOTE OF THE DAY: “Play Ignorance” – A drunk Art Director that I met at the party

SONG OF THE DAY: “Get Down” – Canadian singer Emmalyn Estrada

Thanks for reading!

It was a total success.

I mean, it was at my camp with my friends, so obviously it was going to be fun, I just couldn’t tell my parents it was for Halloween because they think that is Satanic (go figure it’s also my little sister’s birthday…).

But it was my first costume party, and I decided the day before that I was going to be Lady Gaga because really, that meant I could do anything and still pull it off.

So this is how my costume went.  First I wore my sister’s Hannah Montana wig.  Then I had on red tights and a red t-shirt (that I bought at Walmart like 20 minutes before the party) with a flowy black shirt and a black skirt over it.  Plus I was wearing my homemade pink/purple/sparkly silver tutu.  To top it off, I had big white sunglasses, red lipstick, and a blue lightning bolt painted on my face.  I could find a microphone, but whatever.

In addition to Lady Gaga, also attending the party was Robin Hood, Waldo, an alien, a witch, a cat, a viking, a 1920’s flapper, a robot, a firefighter, a Bollywood girl, an owl, and Bert and Ernie hosted.

And of course, drinking was involved.  We had limited space and short attention spans, so we only got in a couple rounds of beer pong/Beirut/I don’t actually care what it’s called.  But I started kicking ass in flip cup.  And evetually, the copious amounts of alcohol led to people singing karaoke to MMMBop by Hanson.  It was great.

We did of course all have to cram together in a very small space and sleep on a beer soaked rug, but whatever.  Because then in the morning, I was awarded the Best Costume for the Costume That Most Contrasted With My Personality :)

Okay, here’s a question. I know many of our readers are well-versed and accomplished drinkers — but outside of a rare moment of sheer novelty, how often in your lives have you played beer pong?

Everyone knows beer pong; it’s the most famous of drinking games, whereupon identical pyramids of cups full of beer are painstakingly assembled and players lob ping pong balls into said cups to make their opponents drink. If I just informed you of anything you didn’t know, enjoy your bruschetta with white bean purée. Hope your monocle doesn’t fall out!

But let’s be honest; beer pong takes dedication to play. It requires a cleared-off table and pitchers, wastes many Dixie cups, utilizes staunch measurements, and necessitates a trip to a sporting goods store. All so you can reach into a cup full of warm beer and retrieve a ping pong ball that only moments ago flew behind your friend’s refrigerator during an errant toss. I myself was never much a fan — I’ve never needed additional incentive to drink many, many beers, much less via a gaming convention most often utilized at that traveling carnival in the Winn-Dixie parking lot. But that’s not to say I haven’t played my share of beer pong. 

Unfortunately, an attitude like mine these days puts me in a proletariat, as beer pong has never enjoyed such celebrity. I think it might even be safe to say that beer pong is “having its heyday,” if you’re the kind of person who uses words like “heyday.” And if so, enjoy your bruschetta with white bean purée. Hope your monocle doesn’t fall out!

For starters, beer pong is going mainstream — it’s a main attraction of many bars and taverns in 2009, including its fair share of Las Vegas casinos. Because if there’s one place you should be drinking beer laced with the germs of people off the street, it’s Las Vegas. Mmm! This beer tastes like $4.00 scallops and genitals!

Late Night with Jimmy Fallon may have been the first to ironically  tap into beer pong’s retro-mystique, as Fallon has challenged celebrities like Serena Williams, Charlize Theron, Ivanka Trump and Golden Girls’ Betty White. The bit was pure, goofy lark, and it worked. Of course, because it worked, Jay Leno promptly stole the idea for his “Beer Pong Shot of the Week” segment.

The NFL unveiled its officially-licensed beer pong tables (known simply as “pong” tables, onwhich tee-totallers can enjoy “cran-apple juice” pong), tennis star Andy Roddick was caught on camera enjoying a friendly game himself.

The Fine Living Network’s new program Bartender Wars, which pits bartenders against one another in mixology-based events, ends with a beer pong face-off (because a trivia showdown about “19th Century Authors,” presumably, yielded little success), and yesterday’s NBC Today Show featured the cast playing beer pong with George Wendt. And this July saw the introduction of the World Series of Beer Pong.

The ridiculous drinking game even popped up on the news ticker earlier this week when Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute in New York earlier this week banned beer pong from campus as top brass claim it’s a spreader of the dreaded H1N1 virus. 

The choice is yours, America. Jump on the bandwagon of beer pong’s resurgence or be passed up forever. Because you can either huddle around a dirty table with Keystone Light dripping from your fingers or you can take a beer, open it, drink it, then get another, and drink that one. But I warn you, the latter will not involve competition, screaming, Meredith Viera or crippling pandemic viruses, and it will not be sanctioned by the Seattle Seahawks. And how on earth would you ever get drunk without any of that?