June 2010 Archives

One of the biggest sporting events in CT is the annual visit to Cromwell of the PGA sanctioned Traveler's Championship.  Now I don't watch golf at all.  In fact my idea of a good time involving golf is going to one of those driving ranges that has either go-carts or actual cars within hitting distance and trying to do just that.  But even I recognize some of the names of some of the golfers at this thing.  So naturally when I found out about the PGA's strict anti-camera policy at all events I took it as a challenge.  My self-imposed mission?  To get a golfer on camera with me.  Oh PGA, it was on!

First things first we had to get there.  Do you see that line of cars?!? 

Once we got there I got a little brazen right away...

I needed to tone it down a bit though or this experiment would blow up in my face before I knew it.  So we picked the line with the 'security guard' who looked about 15 and simply said "we're with the press".  Would you believe that worked!?!?  No other questions asked!!  Sometimes it helps to just look the part I suppose. Once we got in I decided for some photo ops with some golf fans:

I'm not sure if these guys were actually golf fans.  The one in the middle kept asking people when Happy Gilmore was teeing off...

This young lady was our favorite person of the entire trip.  It was so freaking hot that I swear I saw small animals spontaneously combusting in the sun.

So after some refreshments it was time to make our move.  First I tried to ask golfers getting ready to tee off.  I kept yelling, 'Hey, Golf Man!  Hey, you in the funny pants, over here!!' to get their attention but they all just kept giving us dirty looks.  I guess they're serious about being quiet when they hold up those little signs that say 'Quiet Please'.  One guy in a red shirt looked really angry and said he wanted to tee-off on me.  What?!?  So we ran out of there like an action movie and hid in the stands.  I don't think they saw us:

Turns out the Red Shirts were the employees hired to keep riff-raff like us out of there.  We spent the rest of the day living in a bad movie where the main characters are trying to break out of prison.  But just as we were headed for the door unmolested by security I remembered why we came:

Ha!  Take that PGA.  That's me and one of your golfers.  Sure it's not what we had exactly hoped for but it's close enough.  Then as we were finally heading for the door I once again got brazen.  So I stopped to practice my putting:

Then we heard sirens going off and dogs barking so we ran the 8 miles back to our vehicle.  All in all a pretty successful day if you ask me.  Next year we'll get a golfer on camera in a posed shot or we die trying!  (O.k., maybe not die, but possibly get arrested.)  Until next time kids. 

Yours in Mischief,

Chet

This past Saturday was a first for me - my first ever rodeo!  We took our giant RV (The Green Machine) and headed out to Goshen for The Goshen Stampede.  My first thought was probably the same as yours right now...where the hell is Goshen?  It's actually nestled in an absolutely beautiful part of Northwest CT.  After what felt like about 6 days of driving we arrived at The Stampede and were greeted by bull riding, truck pulls, tons of carnival rides and a side show!  Here's some pictures of our day in Goshen (sorry, none of the side show):

These guys are actual rodeo riders.  Seriously, real life cowboys!  I wanted to ask them why they wear helmets when they ride the bulls now and if they feel less manly than their counterparts from days gone by...I thought better of it though.  I mean, they ride on the backs of pissed off bulls for eff's sake.  That's tough enough for me. 

If I could title this picture it would be something like "Stay Classy Connecticut".  

I'm sure the shirt-less dude works out a lot to get this ripped.  It's impressive.  Personally though I think whether your Moobs are junk food made or barbell made Moobs are still Moobs.  (translation for those who don't know:  Moobs = Man boobs) 

We loved this guy.  He was a pretty funny dude.  True story:  After this picture was taken I high-tailed it off that mechanical bull.  Good thing I did too because this dude split his pants right up his backside getting tossed from that thing.  (Sometimes you can't make this stuff up no matter how hard you try.)

Apparently the guy before him blowing the ass out of his pants wasn't warning enough for him.  So one of our MCs, Dragan, decided to give it a go anyway.  Dragan brought his own hat and giant belt buckle...but sadly it wasn't enough.  There were no broken pants but there may have been some broken feelings...

I think it goes without saying that this was one of our favorite events we've covered so far this year.  Thanks again to everyone who got on camera with us.  Coming soon I'll regale you with stories of how I crashed the Traveler's Championship golf tourney.  Until then, stay classy.

Chet 

On Friday, June 18 a perfect storm of partying took place in Hartford, CT.  First up was the Phish concert at the Comcast Theater.  We at The CT believe that the concert may be excellent but the best activity for photos and video is out in the parking lots prior to the show.  So we trudged down to the surrounding lots and partied down with some Phish fans.  Here are some pictures:

These nice girls where handing out homemade jello shots prior to the show.  By the looks of it we are pretty sure we made the right decision when we politely refrained from partaking. 

If you look at this picture real quick, doesn't it look like our MC for the evening, Dragan, is sitting spread-eagle on their laps?  It doesn't help that it also looks like he's in pain...or shock...or both. 

Believe it or not this is the only photo we got of people flashing the peace sign.  (I know, I'm shocked too.)  I'm also shocked that even at a Phish show wearing a frilly skirt over jeans shorts can be slightly awkward looking.   

 So after the Phish show we headed down to Allyn St. in Hartford for both the Radio 104 Fest (aka The Big Ass Block Party) and the Luau On The Block.  Yup.  Two block parties on the same street on the same night.  One would say it added up to twice the fun.  I'm no mathmatician but I think it also added up to twice the drunk people.  Here's some pictures of our night on Allyn St.

I think she missed a button...or five...

Before you even ask, yes, I am hanging with a stripper.  Sorry, 'exotic dancer'.  Really though, can you actually have a party without strippers?  I dare say not. (That's some hardcore leg muscles going there btw.) 

It was probably time for these girls to head home.  I mean, really it's pretty obvious to those of us who are sober which part of my head is the top and which is the bottom.    

So we showed the guy on the right the picture of me and the exotic dancer.  He yelled "I'll be the pole!!!" and grabbed some poor random girl.  It was pretty awesome.

The nice girl on the left in this picture told us how much she likes this blog.  So here's looking at you sister.  Thanks for reading the blog, which instantly makes you awesome. 

Yeah needless to say it was a pretty eventful night filled with good times.  We're all pretty stoked here at The CT that so many of you are willing to keep getting on camera for us.  You're all beautiful people.  Keep smiling.  We'll see you at the next event worth my attendance.  

Love,

  Chet 

One of our favorite recurring events is the CT Science Center's Liquid Lounge. Never been? O.k., picture this: three stories, filled with everything awesome you would expect out of a first rate science museum then add three bars, DJs, live music, and about 1500 beautiful guests and you get Liquid Lounge. It's truly a recipe for one amazing time to be had. So for the third time this year (and last until November apparently) we headed downtown to party and get our learnin' on.

Here's some pictures for you:

I know it looks like someone is goosing the guy on the left but I swear that wasn't the case.

The guy on the left was real eager to have my picture taken with him and the DJ...not so much the DJ. I fear we may have interrupted his 'flow'...whoops!

These folks were really nice and really eager to take a picture with me. They also kept talking about the 'munchies'. I'm totally expecting to see them at the Phish concert later this week...

There must be something about alcohol + science that get the ladies frisky. There were an awful lot of beautiful women trying to lay one on ol' Chet here. Don't believe me? Check out the next batch of photos. (Let me preface what you are about to see with...Who's Your Daddy!?!)

I swear I'm not trying to look down her shirt...just a bad camera angle...I swear...

My favorite part of this photo is not the kiss from a pretty girl...no, no, it's the creepy pimp-like look her male companion is giving the camera. It screams, 'wanna watch?' (Anybody else feel a little dirty after looking at this photo?)

I'm not in this photo but I felt compelled to include it. I mean, come on, it's a pirate surrounded by three gorgeous women. It speaks for itself really...

Ah, Liquid Lounge, your awesomeness know no bounds. Can't wait for the next one. Thanks again to the CT Science Center for having us out. Until my next post kids, I'll see you on the scene!

Chet