I hope everyone realized I made up that definition of "nut up." I was just proud of some creativity I didn't know still existed.

"To 'nut up' is an archaic phrase dating back to the early 1800's when sailors would tighten the nuts and bolts that held their ship's portholes closed prior to arriving in port. As it became part of the routine for the first mate to call down into the ship's hold for the sailors to 'nut up' when the harbour was in sight, the sea men's cultural language inetivably migrated to their favorite land-side watering holes and brothels. A sea man would call across the tavern at his fellow sailor to 'nut up' if he was failing to control his wench of the evening.

Just as the sailors would 'nut up' the ship to protect against thieves and scoundrels, the term 'nut up' became slang for tightening the reigns on a social situation, locking down the possibility of female conflict, and providing a solid front against the issue at hand, as any good sea man should do."

-- Page 847, line 42 of C. Maurice's Encyclopedia of BullSh*t

I went to the Twins game last night with a friend I knew from Wartburg. He transferred from Wartburg to a school in St. Paul. And actually he was really a friend of the 2YG that I got to know May Term of senior year when she was in Mexico, and I've stayed in contact with him while he's been in the Twin Cities. It was a pretty good time. A good game. We won.

I had a strange moment, though, during about the 4th inning when I totally drifted off into my own little world....for the entire inning. Like suddenly I snapped back to reality (oh there goes gravity) and a whole inning, top and bottom, had passed without me remembering any of it. Weird. And even more weird because I was there with someone. It was probably the summit EPA. Whatever.

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What I'm Drinking: PBR

I'm down to the nitty-gritty of the 2nd year of beer. Still 4 months to go, but very few kinds of beer left that I haven't had. Mostly, it's the super expensive beer and the Asian beer. And nothing against the Chinese and/or Japanese, but I just don't think they're the masters of beer. They're great in many, many, many other aspects of culture...but beer? I'm not so sure. So I paid the same price for a 12 pack of PBR as a 6-er of a questionable Japanese Lager.