Democracy

Despite what McQ may think, we live in a democracy here at Club Belmont.

This is how decisions are made, for example staying on as an all star CB resident:

We're such good communicators.

Courtship Thursday

It's another Courtship Thursday you guys!! Hold your applause.

This week we thought we'd share a couple personal stories.

Meesh
Sometimes I get irrationally angry. For example: the time a late March snowstorm delayed the beaus flight. New England weather can be a heartless bitch sometimes and doesn't take into account that you may have had plans or that you'd even spent time straightening your hair.

You may ask, how should one cope with such a situation? Well let wise old Meeshy tell you. You sulk in your room watching a Game of Thrones marathon. It's similar to my Eminem Pandora station technique where you just feed your anger with other angry things. In this case you use medieval beheadings instead of rap. Feelings = handled.

Note: If you're not into Game of Thrones the popular TV series Criminal Minds can also be used.


McQ
Another tough part about relationships is time management.  #AMIRIGHT?
Say you've had a super busy week and its looking like your weekend is not being too flexible with your sig other's schedule.  The two of you want to get together during that window of availability Saturday morning, say 9am-10:30am.  What do you do?  You try to squeeze in a cute lil brunch at that place you always talk about! 

Shitty thing is, everybody and their Ma had the same idea as you, so you have to put your name on a 45 min wait list.  No worries though, a 45 min wait leaves you with plenty of time to crush a cup o joe and slam a couple stacks of buttermilk cakes.  But wait a tic, that 45 minutes has quickly turned into a 70 minute wait...My genius brunch plans have backfired, or have they? 

Turns out McDonalds serves breakfast until 10:30am and they have the cutest booths with highway views.

Oh, and I picked up the tab because I'm a gentleman.




And that's how it's done ladies and gentlemen. If you have any dating questions for us please feel free to ask via our email address you'll find to the right. You're welcome.

Since we are bragging this week...

Colleges Where Students are Hot and Smart

#7 Baby!

I can only assume that this must mean that I am both the most attractive and intelligent male member of Club Belmont (suck it McQ!). 

So y'all go ahead and keep bragging about how great your athletics are (D3... adorable), cause I've got brains and sex appeal, and that's all I need. 

-M

PS - Just for the record, my Raiders split the season series with Quinnipiac in hockey.

Hip.

I don't know if this the the proper way to share a blog but I just wanted to let everyone know that Club Belmont is located in the "Hippest City in America."

http://carrierussellbooks.wordpress.com/2013/03/15/new-study-names-hippest-city-in-america/

KRo

Food for Thought

Meesh' last post didnt motivate me.  In fact, I hated it.  

You see, my alma matter is currently ranked #1 in the nation as well (D3 hoops) but you dont see me going around posting pictures like a crazed groupie do you?  Act like you've been there before for goodness sake.  

Anyways, the real reason I logged in today was to share an incredible feat with our readers.  A couple months ago I received an email from a friend of mine.  I've pasted the facts below and hope it inspires you to do something above and beyond today.

(Disclaimer: Club Belmont does not condone the events described in detail below, If you are easily offended then please stick to M's posts)

 I just witnessed one of the most incredible events ever.  Robert (name changed for privacy) did it.  He successfully consumed 4 Chipotle burritos in one sitting.

Burrito #1 - Rice, Pinto Beans, Barbacoa, Corn, Sour Cream, Cheese (Time to eat: 2min 30sec)

Burrito #2 - Rice, Black Beans, Carnitas, Mild Tomato, Corn, Sour Cream, Cheese (Time to eat: 3min)

Burrito #3 - Rice, Pinto Beans, Chicken, Corn, Medium Green Salsa, Sour Cream, Cheese (Time to eat: 6min 30 sec)

Burrito #4 - Rice, Black Beans, Steak, Mild Tomato, Corn, Sour Cream, Cheese Lettuce (Time to eat: 17min)

Total Calories = approximately 4200

He started off very strong.  He would tear off the extra tortilla from each burrito and make a pile for the end.  He absolutely crushed the first two with no problem at all.  The third was a bit slower, but he actually made it through really well.  The 4th was by far his biggest challenge.  It was absolutely incredible.  He managed to get through the entire burrito, so he was just left with bits of the tortilla.  He got a glass of water and would dunk the tortilla before each bite. 

He successfully finished everything, it was insane.  I don't think I would believe it unless I was there.

Gross Right? 

In case the incredible nature of the events outlined above havent sunk in I went ahead and responded with the following...

I know the feat stands on its own but just for the sake of curiosity I had to crunch some numbers.

According to Chipotle's website and the information passed on, Robert consumed the approximate nutritional values:

Calories - 3800

Fat (g) - 114

Sodium (mg) - 7340

Carbs (g) - 281

Calcium (Daily %) - 120

protein (g) - 189

An average male aged 25-50 is recommended to eat the following nutritional values daily

Calories - 2200

Fat (g) - 65

Sodium (mg) - 2400

Carbs (g) - 300

protein (g) - 50

To give you an idea of how much sodium, protein, and fat Robert actually consumed I have provided the following comparisons.  As pathetic as it may sound I did check these numbers and will attest that they are scientifically correct.

7340 (mg) of sodium = 5.75 bags of Cape Cod Potato Chips.

1/2 cup of soy sauce = 7 cups of peanut butter

189 grams of protein = 24oz sirloin steak or 1260 cups of semen

114 grams of fat = 57 slices of bacon or 2 1/2 lbs chuck beef

Cheers!
-McQ

I don't want to brag but...

We're number 1!!

Not Club Belmont specifically but Meeshy's alma mater Quinnipiac. We're the number one men's hockey team! Boom shacka lacka.

Finally people don't say "What's that?" or "Oh, they do those polls" anymore after I tell them where I went to college because we're kind of a big deal.

Bobcat pride!

PS - Yes it's snowing again but I opted out of giving it the honor of a post because tomorrow's spring and if I ignore it I'm pretty sure it'll go away. Winter is sucking my soul.


Photo Credit: TD Bank Sports Center, QU vs. Brown

Who wants to go to Fiji?

Top o' the morning to you! 

Hope everyone had a fun and crazy St. Paddy's Day! I spent Saturday at a bachelorette for one of my nearest and dearest so most of actual St. Paddy's Day was spent lounging in recovery but you can't go wrong with dancing, laser tag, and too much champagne.

Sadly that means it's Monday again and there's another "snow storm" brewing for this evening (I use quotations because I don't believe a word out of the weather man's mouth anymore until he starts predicting warm weather for me - Pete Bouchard I'm looking at you). Cool guys, can't wait.

Soooo I decided to plan an imaginary trip - maybe 30th birthday trip if I start saving now - to gorgeous Tavarua in Fiji. One of my favorite lady bloggers is currently there and I've been obsessing over her pictures all week. It's gotten to the point where it's essential that I get myself there.

And what better Monday pick me up than planning a trip to Fiji in your head? At least the pictures are gorgeous and fun to look at.

Who wants to go to Tavarua with me??

- Meesh

 

 Photo Credit: http://www.tavarua.com/

Courtship Thursday

Who would have better insight in the world of dating than six unengaged roommates in their mid to late 20s? I think it's fair to say we're savvy vets of the dating world and it's about time we pass on our knowledge.

Why are we gifting you with our knowledge?  Simply put, we're writing this because we believe in the good guys like Hitch and want to give you the tools like Enterprise.

Thursdays tend to be a big reader day for CB so we wanted to give you something to look forward to. 

What to expect from our weekly dating ditties...

Weekly Glossary:

• DFMs - Dance Floor Makeout 
• DTRs - Define the Relationship 
• 143 - The infamous "I Love You" (143 is the number of letters in each word, didn't you go to middle school?)

Real Life Highlight Reel (this section will not only outline actual dating opinions by house members, we'll also cover some of our near and dear dating stories):

Now everyone knows it's important to define the relationship early on which is exactly why I chose to have a tequila induced conversation 6 months in. Handled it.

KRo's Three Words of Wisdom: Don't. Do. It. Just do DFMs all day everyday. Be drunk all the time. Just walk up to someone and ask them if they want to get married. If they say yes, make out. If they say no, walk away. Find somebody else.

Question: Would you want to have a 3 mile walk of shame from your significant others? Answer: Who doesn't.


If our optimism in dating doesnt inspire you theres always Thirsty Thursday!

Cheers

Pick Me Up

Elise the Beast and I have been having a less than stellar couple of days at our place of business and since we can't find a place that will let us just lie in a pile of puppies we have decided to combat our rage with videos of Corgis. Duh.

Enjoy friends.

 

 

- Meesh

Peer Pressured by Yoga

Why do Yoga folks insist on recruiting EVERYONE?
I recognize yoga is a heck of a workout.  What I dont understand is why I have to have the following conversation every week... 

Master of yoga arts: "I've got Yoga tonight.  You ever tried it?"
Me: "Yea I gave that hot yoga a try once in college.  Though I have to admit I hated it.  Dont think its for me."
Master of yoga arts: "No man its great.  You should try it."

Here's the thing....

I HAVE TRIED IT!  I HATE IT!  YET NONE OF THESE JAMOOKS GET MY DRIFT!
 
Honestly, this conversation never happens with people who exercise by way of running, biking, swimming, rowing, playing raquet ball, or chucking around a dumbell.  NEVER.

Moral of the story.  Yoga's a great work out, so is jogging.  You ever try it bra?

-McQ

Where are all my people?

Apparently this week is vacation week for my people and no one told me about the bandwagon.

I like vacation too you guys.

Anyways...now that three of my main people are out gallivanting around the world (Cuba, Israel, and the Caribbean - they don't know what they're missing in 50 degree Boston this week ) my roomies are going to have the pleasure of seeing my stupid face a whole lot more this week (probably in a lot of lounge wear).

Who wants to play???

There's going to be a lot of this troll like creature all up in CBs living room business this week. You're welcome team Belmont.

#BitchesAndSnowBeCray

I did not grow up around here. I have no idea how to act when I am expected to go to work when there are four inches of snow on the ground and I am pretty sure that the wind classifies this “winter storm” as a blizzard.

Anyway, last night, because of my inability to parallel park (I am not only a woman but I also grew up in corn fields and foresaw no need in my life to learn to), I parked Adeline the Adventure Mobil on the main thoroughfare of Somerville. I decided that, before she was completely buried, I should move her onto our side street.

It only took me 10 minutes of numbing cold to get the seemly feet of snow off of her body (only to find my already smashed mirror completely turned the wrong way) and then I drove her away. It was magical at first, her all-wheel drive caressing the snowy roads. I turned up the street and things were going well. I skidded a little at the top of the hill and then turned to go down our one way street. Note: this street is at the top of the hill. I started down the hill.

A little skidding. Undercontroll. No, wait. A LOT OF SKIDDING. A PHONE POLE. I HAVE NO CONTROL OF THIS CAR. I’M MOVING BACK TO THE COUNTRY. ADELINEEEEE. E-BREAK? PUMP THE BREAK? STEER INTO IT? NO IDEA! TRY TO PULL INTO A DRIVE WAY. SKID SIDEWAYS. MISS PHONE POLE. Pull to the side. Put on e-break. Get out. Lock door. Leave car at the TOP of the hill.

Can someone please teach me how to A. parallel park and B. Drive in the snow?

KRo

The reality of HBO’s Girls

Back in college, I used to start my Thursday nights in front of a glorious window of comedy.  The big screen would display NBC’s hilarity while my buddies and I dropped giggles in-between refreshing sips of Keystone Light.  After the last Baldwin joke on 30 Rock we’d saddle up and head to Tiffany’s Sports Lounge (St. Paul Minnesota’s official Kansas Jayhawk bar) to troll for DFM’s.  Now that I’m a “mature,” “functioning,” and “contributing member of society” I thought it best to weed out those DFM’s.  However, I wasn’t as quick to rule those nights droppin’ giggles on the couch w/ my newly sponsored beverage, Bud Light Lime. 

Last night the basement dwellers of CB were home, which meant I had to share the remote.  Luckily for me the gals hadn’t seen the latest episodes of HBO’s Girls and Fox’s New Girl. 

(Side note: College McQ would’ve certainly punched Club Belmont McQ in the doinker for writing that last sentence.)   

So we pulled up On Demand and had ourselves a night of comedy.  All in all pretty uneventful and unbloggable, however there was a scene in Girls that inspired an incredibly compromising conversation that I knew had to be posted. 

You see, there was a scene in which 30 year old creeper/deadbeat Ray tried to inspire Marnie, the spoiled young and attractive maneater.  Both characters were down in the dumps thanks in part to their realities so Ray tried cheering Marnie up by asking her what she wanted to do in life.  He said he was going to count to 3 and then he wanted her to yell it out. 

On the count of three Marnie yelled “I WANNA SING!”

Cue my idea machine. 

McQ: Hey Meesh, on the count of 3 I want you to yell out what you want to do in life. 1……2……3!

Meesh: I WANNA MARRY INTO MONEY!!

#BitchesCantBeTrusted

-McQ

Let it snow.

Another Friday snow storm? Sure. Why not? I grew up around here. A little snow doesn't bother me. I fucking love shoveling! Blah, blah, blah...

Ok, ok. You caught me. I'll admit it: I could use a little warm weather. Some sunlight would do wonders for my mood. Right now, my idea of a perfect day involves me day drinking on our roof deck, playing some cornhole, and bumming around in obnoxious pastel colored shorts and a pair of Sperrys.

Alas, we've got at least another month (or more) of unpredictable New England weather to look forward to. That's alright, though. The inhabitants of Club Belmont are a resilient bunch. And, on the plus side, day drinking is an activity you can enjoy indoors or outdoors. 

Happy Friday, you guys.

-M

Wicked Single...*sigh*

I'm embarrassed for Boston. But if we're being honest I'm also a little jealous...where's Club Belmont's reality show deal people??

The offers should be rolling in any day now.

Bikini Season

Growing up in a house full of guys I never realized the havoc Spring wreaks on women.  You see, my meat head friends and I always associated Spring with good things like Baseball, Barbeques, and if we were lucky the Skirt Home Opener. (That really warm day randomly forecasted in late March/early April where girls bust out their mini's)
Spring has always been a happy time of year for me so you'll have to excuse my ignorance when I heard about the horrors the season brings to the opposite sex.  Little did I know that Spring meant Bikini Season was looming like an Asteroid the size of Texas.  Which, apparantly, is a bad thing?

Luckily for you, our doomed reader, I learned some insights last night on how you can combat this impending season. 

• Start a new training regiment

The girls threw around the idea of hot yoga because they heard you only had to go once and you could lose 5 lbs!!  Granted, this only works if you fully commit and dehydrate yourself to the point of passing out.
They also discussed the possibilities of joining a club wrestling team.  "We'd have such great bodies the guys would just ignore our cauliflower ears."

• Consider a Crash Diet

Everyone knows if you want to lose weight you have to change your eating habits.  Portion control is key.  If you're hungry because that domino sized block of cheese you had for breakfast isnt holding you over then drink a glass of water!  If you're still hungry squeeze a lemon in that glass of water and shut the hell up. 
Another fun trick I learned last night was if you drench your dinner in hot sauce you'll be less likely to eat that entire avocado...

• MOTIVATION

This last point is simple.  Think of the one reason why youre looking to drop those lb's and encorporate it into your everyday life.  If you really want to get to the root cause then you should be completely honest with yourself.  For example, if your boyfriend owns a shirt that says "No Fat Chicks" and that makes you nervous then I suggest you print that off and paste it to your cubicle wall. 


Happy Bikini Season,

McQ

No Fat Chicks

Last night we had a bout of the 11 PM crazies that resulted in a "fitness" chat.

How do we define fitness? By weird eating habits dreamt up in our minds or found on the pages of Shape magazine and random workout routines (apparently going to hot yoga once isn't a new workout regimen).

Elise the Beast and Meesh have entered into an agreement with McQ: We will track our food intake for one day and then have him try out our "diet" and he will run a bootcamp for us at the park across the street.

Favorite Quotes:

• Stevey* has a shirt that says "No Fat Chicks" and it makes me nervous...
• Lil John* has taken to grabbing my chin fat and neck exercises aren't fixing it!
• I bought a new bikini but then I had a panic attack so for lunch I ate tomatoes, baby carrots (because they make me feel like a giant), some avocado, and a domino-sized piece of cheese.
• I went on an 8 mile run today but then I came home and had half a tub of ice cream...I put fresh berries in it though.

* Names changed to protect the identities of those we talk about when we're overtired during Tuesday night chats

Be Social... or Get Fish in your Keyboard.

After a lonely late lunch alone yesterday in the break room, I decided that I would plow through lunch today at my desk. The meal: a piece of salmon atop a bed of mixed greens and walnuts. So delish despite it being a leftover from a bridal shower. So the story goes like this:
 
I'm sitting here, listening to some smooth jams on Pandora, eating my fish friend and BAM, he falls off of my shoddy plastic fork that I stole off of my absent co-workers desk. I thought it just fell onto my desk so I obviously picked it up and ate it. Much to my dismay, I looked down again and realized that it was ON MY KEY BOARD. dundundun. I carefully picked it off so as to not let it drop between the keys. It did. There was fish ALL up in my keyboard. After some gentle shaking and prodding, I had resigned myself to the fact that my desk would smell like a rotting sea creature for the remainder of my tenure at my undisclosed work location... UNTIL- enter Meesh. Her brilliant suggestion of using a paperclip "Operation" style to get the little guy out WORKED.
 
Salmon be gone.
 
From now on, I will only eat my lunch in a designated food location so to avoid future travesties such as this. Thank you to my fellow Club Belmont livers for your support and guidance in this trying time.

Inothernews: I learned how to take a picture of my screen and I thought you would all like to know where my priorities lie:

Until next time. KRo.

Miserable Mondays

It's Monday and I am none too pleased. Therefore I should probably just list some the weird things going on in my little corner of the world, eh?


- Found out a unique person I have to interact with on a daily basis is a brony - aka writes My Little Pony fan fiction...yup that's a thing.


- Closing a tab at the bar while shoving as many french fries as I can into my mouth before I have to leave when a pack of men sneak up behind me... 

Pack of Men: "Excuse me, if you were into Asian men would you find this one attractive?"

Meesh Too Awkward to Function Alone At the Bar: "Ummm sure he's great, want some fries? -  Starting to look around panicked, where's my goddamn boyfriend?!?!" (sharing is caring, right kids?)


- Went to Improv Asylum with the beau (amazing show, everyone should go - that's an order) and while plotting our next move after the show this happened:

I'm bringing duckface back y'all! We're the most attractive after buckets of beer.


Happy Monday!