Would You Rather?

I was reminded of an awesome game while emailing Cece today: Would You Rather? It's an easy game and even more fun than Truth or Dare since you don't need to move or do anything. Basically, you offer up two really unappealing choices (ie Would you rather drink two ounces of liquid out of a blister, or eat a salad covered in bits o' scab?) and then everyone has to pick what he or she would rather do. The best part is how people defend their choices. For example, I'd rather drink the liquid out of a blister because I could take it like a shot and it would be over quickly. Eating the salad would take more time, so you'd be grossed out for longer. Feel free to play at home!

You can turn this into a drinking game, too. And by that I mean you can easily play this while sitting around drinking. No coordination or need to put down your beverage required here. Typically the more you drink, the more interesting (read: all about sex) the options become.

This is also an excellent way to save a flailing dinner party or jump start the conversation on a date. Try it. You'll learn a lot about the people around you.

Happy Birthday Cece! aka "It's Awesome, Baby, It's Awesome!"

Oh Cecilia...when I think of all the times we were doubled over laughing over something ridiculous, I realize how lucky I was to have such great comic relief and compassion rolled into one during the Puge years. I am lucky to have you in my life today, even though you aren't down the hall anymore.

Cece and I met freshman year in Regester Hall, the all-female dorm (which had more males wandering the halls at any given time of the day, but I digress) and shared a house at 4306 (House of Fatty! What up?). During a freshman mixer, I saw Cece dancing and singing along to "Insane in the Membrane" by Cypress Hill and knew this chick was a keeper.

A few reasons why I love her:

Cece is an amazing dancer. The girl can dance for hours in the basement of a frat house and incite men to do crazy things in the name of impressing her. Exhibit A: the Big Dipper. One night at Sigma Chi (Beach Party? I think?) she was up on a platform dancing with some equally skilled dude when the next thing I know her head is down by mine on the main floor. Which means the Big Dipper had positioned one hand against the rafter and was using the other to dip her down into the crowd while they continued to shake it. He pretty much set the bar for dance partners and I think it's safe to say no one else has come close.

Cece's love of pranks and making others laugh endeared her to many, with the exception of her humorless, annoying roommate Andrea. I'm not sure if her oldest child status means she is predisposed to torture others, but Girlie is an instigator and we loved carrying out her crazy schemes. Which I will not detail here upon advice of legal counsel.

Cece's tolerance for alcohol is lower than mine, which is kind of sad but also really cute. Most fetuses can hold their booze better than this girl. Once she turns bright red you know it's time to switch to water. Remember coming to visit me at the deli counter during the Calobo concert? Um, yeah...

Cece and I took a class together called "Social Problems" and spent much of our lecture time swooning over CW and giggling. I literally remember nothing from this class in terms of actual lessons or case studies.

Cece is an excellent mom to two fabulous kids, Memphis and Grayson. You can read all about them here: http://ce11ce.wordpress.com/ or click on the link at the bottom of the page. An expert multi-tasker, Cece works full time, is devoted to her entire family and still finds time to maintain friendships with people all over the planet. Even if we go a month or two between chats, we pick right up where we left off.

Cece, I'm pouring out some jungle juice for you (and Biggie, of course) today and hope the coming year brings more laughter, adventure and love to you!