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Saturday, April 3, 2010

50 Things I Would Do on a Gorgeous, 80-degree Saturday Before I'd Think to Go Shopping at Old Navy

A List By Greg.

1. Go to the beach.
2. Go to the park.
3. Have a picnic.
4. Have a BBQ.
5. Read outside.
6. Play catch with a friend (baseball, football, lacrosse, etc.)
7. Play basketball.
8. Play tennis.
9. Kick a soccer ball around.
10. Play golf.
11. Play mini-golf.
12. Go to the batting cages.
13. Go for a bike ride.
14. Go for a walk.
15. Drink beer on the front porch.
16. Drink beer on the back porch.
17. Write stuff outside.
18. Draw stuff outside.
19. Do some yard work.
20. Play baseball.
21. Play whiffle ball.
22. Play kick ball.
23. Play dodgeball.
24. Play volleyball.
25. Sit and soak up the sun.
26. Go for a drive.
27. Go to the zoo.
28. Go to an outdoor cafe.
29. Go to an outdoor restaurant.
30. Go to a bar with outdoor seating.
31. Get some ice cream from the local ice cream shop.
32. Get some frosty chocolate milkshakes.
33. Drink some lemonade on the front porch while enjoying the casual spring breeze.
34. Hook up the TV outside and watch a movie.
35. Play beer pong in the front yard.
36. Play rugby.
37. Play flag football.
38. Play two-hang-touch football.
39. Play tackle football.
40. Clean out the garage.
41. Take the dog for a long walk.
42. Go for a jog.
43. Go for a run.
44. Walk around in circles.
45. Catch toads.
46. Take a nap on a lawn chair.
47. Go swimming.
48. Split a 6-pack of beer with a good friend and watch the sun set behind the sky line of Manhattan from your apartment building's roof.
49. Enjoy some yummy beer shakes on the porch/deck/balcony/roof.
50. Fucking anything that I could possibly think of to do outside because it is 80 degrees in April in New England and more likely than not, Old Navy will be there open for business the next time it fucking rains. There was absolutely no need to shop today, vile cretins. No need.

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