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B.A.'s Cleveland Pictures Page

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So Terrence and I went to Cleveland...

We went for the U2 Exhibit, we stayed just long enough to see it (because Cleveland sucks).

Day of the trip. Terrence is at a track meet, I'm designated driver at Jimbo's birthday party. Plan: Terrence goes to bed early, I come back around 10, get some sleep. Wake up at 4 am and start driving. Get to Cleveland as the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame opens. This will ensure plenty of rest and time to fully explore the U2 exhibit, which was why we were going.

It was going to take about 7.5 hours to get there from Hoboken, according to mapquest.

Reality: came home around 12. Terrence was still active on AIM.

Conversation went something like this:

Me: Hey dude, I totally got back late. You still up?
Terr: Um, no?
Me: Uh, ok. Want to just leave now?
Terr: Yeah.

So it wasn't off to a good start. We drove through the night, including a traffic jam at 4 am in the middle of Pennsylvania. Which sucked. And a snowstorm coming into Cleveland. Which sucked more.

Got there way before the museum opened. Nothing was open in Cleveland. It sucks! The Indians and nothing open. And it rained and snowed the entire time we were there. And there was some freaky "Free Stamp."

The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame was definitely worth it though. Mainly because of the most excellent U2 exhibit.

We rocked the Jake. Had some bad food. Went to sleep. Woke up early and got the hell out of there.

Cleveland Sucks. But we did take some pictures.

Cleveland! -- Crappy!

You might think of the Clevaland Indians and Jacobs Field when you think of Cleveland.

However, this is a more representative pictures. Cleveland sucks.

But it's ok, I rocked the Jake in my Yankees hat. They own the Jake. Think 1996.
And take the quiz while you're at it.

And after I rocked it with my Yankee hat, I rocked it even harder.

Something I like about Cleveland:
Here's a picture of the Rock and Roll HOF from the side. You can see the trabants hanging as part of the U2 exhibit.
I was so excited that I forgot to take any more pictures at the HOF - or at least none that I can find.

...and back to how crappy Cleveland is.
We went out for some boozey-boozey. The recommended beer was something from the Great Lakes Brewing Company.
It may have been the Cleveland Brown Ale. But if it is, this reviewer doesn't know the first thing about beer.
Needless to say, just like everything else in Cleveland, besides the reason we went, it was crappy.

Though we did see some locals. We tried to hide that we were taking pictures of them.
Don't want to rile up the midwesterners.

And then there's the steak that we had.

It was crappy.

A quote from Delirious.

John Candy: "I sent you to Cleveland."
Raymond Burr: "I should kill you for that alone."

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