A few years ago I get a call from Brian and he asked me if I wanted to go to Dana's. Mind you it's mid-afternoon on a weekday (I think). He said he and Adam were going to wallow in their sorrows over Thad Matta going to Ohio State. I declined. Hours later I get a call from Adam and he said all the local news crews had been there and Brian gave interviews to all of them. I fired up the TiVo and recorded the 11 o'clock news. What blows me away is Brian never even liked his picture taken but after few pints of courage he's off and running. I present to you the worlds biggest X fan hiding his anger as best he can.
Miss you bro.
PS: Notice the two of them playing Golden Tee and pretending the camera isn't on them. Funny.
8.30.2008
8.29.2008
Cancun PART 1
Adam, Brian, and I went to Cancun sometime in 2000. We spent the week hanging out and relaxing in the sun. Vacationing with Brian was crazy fun and more spontaneous than combustion. You never knew where the day (or night) would take you.
This picture makes me laugh because later that night Adam left to rendezvous with a girl he met at Senior Frogs so Brian and I, in our standard haze, hopped on a bus in the exact opposite direction of our hotel. The bus had been driving along for almost an hour and the passengers kept getting more and more, um, Mexican, before we figured it out. Classic.
Miss you Brian.
8.27.2008
The Wrestling Mask
In response to Matt's story about Brian and his toys, I must include my own taking place at my bachelor party.
Seven of us headed off to Key West for three days of craziness with Brian at the helm. The first day we set off on a fishing charter aboard the Mr. Z (the second largest charter fishing vessel in Key West) leaving at 7:00am. As we pulled away from Key West, Brian reached in the cooler tossing beers to everyone. When we were safely out to sea Brian presented the mask. The wrestling mask he loved to shock people with and our fishing captains that weren't amused but we didn't care. It was vintage Brian and we loved it. From the wigs and Michael Jackson jacket in Chicago to that chinese disguise to the wrestling mask, Brian always kept us entertained.
8.25.2008
"Armand Assante"
If you were around Brian long enough, you would soon hear him give a toast. Sometimes it was thoughtful, witty, and profound.My favorite toast from Brian was derived from our great family friend Jean-Pierre Sachet. "JP" as he is affectionately known would say "a votre sante" ("a-vote-tra-san-tay") which is French for "to your health."
Though Brian visited France and had several years of French in High School, he would readily admit he was mostly proficient at ordering off the menu at French restaurants and eating French food instead of conversing in the French language.
Brian choose to "translate" JP's toast into a more "Americanized" version:
"Armand Assante"
Armand Assante is an actor who is not French at all.
Next time you are about to give a toast around family and friends, remember Brian and say "Armand Assante."
8.07.2008
Damon's Bachelor Party in Detroit/Windsor 2000
Damon was the first to go... Yep, he was the first to take the plunge and get married. So we put our collective heads together and planned the best bachelor party we could getting as far away from Cincinnati as possible. The idea being if we were all arrested for idiocy the photos wouldn't be in the Cincinnati Enquirer where family, friends, and Damon's soon to be wife, could see them. We decided on Detroit and then onto Windsor, Canada. Yes, we party internationally.
So here is a funny picture of the group posing with the Detroit Tigers' mascot. I think the mascot is wearing John Personette's shirt, or maybe he just lost it. Really could be either. Look at the smile on Brian's face!
So here is a funny picture of the group posing with the Detroit Tigers' mascot. I think the mascot is wearing John Personette's shirt, or maybe he just lost it. Really could be either. Look at the smile on Brian's face!
8.01.2008
Brian's Testicular Cancer Scare
I don’t know if this was Brian’s favorite story to tell to everyone, or if it was just his favorite story to tell to me because he knew I enjoyed it so much and laughed so hard every time, but regardless, it’s a good story that hit the funny bone of everyone who heard it.
A year or two after we graduated from X, Brian was well on his way to traveling the world for work and maintaining an, at times, crazy schedule. And as we know, Brian was also leading an active social life as well with dates, getting together with friends, etc. I don’t remember if Brian had come in late the night before from a trip or was out late that night with friends but he got home really late and had to be in Chicago the next day for meetings and had a flight out of Dayton in the morning.
True to Brian’s form, he cut it close on time and was rushing to get ready in the morning grabbing random clothes in the mostly dark room, including socks that were strewn on the floor.
He made it to the Dayton airport in time and was in the restroom before his flight when he thinks that he feels a lump in his testicle. I always asked Brian was he was doing giving himself “an examination” at the urinal at the airport bathroom and he never was able to give a good answer. Brian always thought something was wrong with him, always thought he was sick, or had cancer, or some rare disease and this was no different. He was sure that he had testicular cancer and grabbed his bags and left the airport, missing his flight, to head to the doctor to get checked out right away, leaving all common sense aside.
He gets to the doctor and the doctor doesn’t think that there is anything there but tells Brian that an X-ray will be done to but his mind at ease. Brian gets sent to the X-ray room where he is instructed to change his clothes and put on one of those crappy gowns they give you that tie in the back. At this point, Brian realizes that getting ready in the dark was a bad idea when he sees that the socks he grabbed from the floor are one purple sock and one orange sock. That’s not a typo. Not black, not brown, but purple and orange.
Brian decides to leave the socks on and shuffles out to the X-ray room where an older Asian woman greets him with a smirk after seeing his socks. Brian had a good laugh and got up on the table. She tells him that he has to lay on the table and she’s going to have to pull his gown up to do the X-rays. Brian is not comfortable. At various points of the X-rays, this lady has to tape his “member” to his stomach to get it out of the way and tape his “coin purse” to X-ray cartridge. Brian is really not comfortable. After this embarrassing episode is over and the lady undoes the tape and pulls down the gown Brian looks at this older Asian woman and asks, “Do I need to buy you dinner after that?”. There was nothing wrong with Brian as usual.
Classic Brian. I don’t believe she accepted his dinner offer but at least he was a gentleman and offered, right?
I miss you Brian and think of you often. Keep looking down on all of us.
A year or two after we graduated from X, Brian was well on his way to traveling the world for work and maintaining an, at times, crazy schedule. And as we know, Brian was also leading an active social life as well with dates, getting together with friends, etc. I don’t remember if Brian had come in late the night before from a trip or was out late that night with friends but he got home really late and had to be in Chicago the next day for meetings and had a flight out of Dayton in the morning.
True to Brian’s form, he cut it close on time and was rushing to get ready in the morning grabbing random clothes in the mostly dark room, including socks that were strewn on the floor.
He made it to the Dayton airport in time and was in the restroom before his flight when he thinks that he feels a lump in his testicle. I always asked Brian was he was doing giving himself “an examination” at the urinal at the airport bathroom and he never was able to give a good answer. Brian always thought something was wrong with him, always thought he was sick, or had cancer, or some rare disease and this was no different. He was sure that he had testicular cancer and grabbed his bags and left the airport, missing his flight, to head to the doctor to get checked out right away, leaving all common sense aside.
He gets to the doctor and the doctor doesn’t think that there is anything there but tells Brian that an X-ray will be done to but his mind at ease. Brian gets sent to the X-ray room where he is instructed to change his clothes and put on one of those crappy gowns they give you that tie in the back. At this point, Brian realizes that getting ready in the dark was a bad idea when he sees that the socks he grabbed from the floor are one purple sock and one orange sock. That’s not a typo. Not black, not brown, but purple and orange.
Brian decides to leave the socks on and shuffles out to the X-ray room where an older Asian woman greets him with a smirk after seeing his socks. Brian had a good laugh and got up on the table. She tells him that he has to lay on the table and she’s going to have to pull his gown up to do the X-rays. Brian is not comfortable. At various points of the X-rays, this lady has to tape his “member” to his stomach to get it out of the way and tape his “coin purse” to X-ray cartridge. Brian is really not comfortable. After this embarrassing episode is over and the lady undoes the tape and pulls down the gown Brian looks at this older Asian woman and asks, “Do I need to buy you dinner after that?”. There was nothing wrong with Brian as usual.
Classic Brian. I don’t believe she accepted his dinner offer but at least he was a gentleman and offered, right?
I miss you Brian and think of you often. Keep looking down on all of us.
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