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Jay Brinson Receives 2004 Man of the Year Honorable Mention
Jay Brinson is an official member of MBD from the University of Richmond days and continues to exhibit exemplary conduct to this day. He is truly an embodiment of what MBD is all about.
He just gets it
As we all know, I was able to take a two month long sabbatical from work this year in order to find myself. And where did I find myself? Richmond, Virginia for one rocking good time. Upon Jay learning of my sabbatical, his first words were, "We are planning the Richmond Beach Bash. You should come down for the party." Well folks, I have to tell you, it almost brought tears to my eyes. He didn't call me a jackass, didn't tell me I sucked for having the time off, he simply wanted me to come get drunk with him. God bless you, Jay Brinson.
And he delivered on his promise. 400 jello shots, some guy wearing a shirt that declaring himself to be "the Shit", wet t-shirts on the ladies, just a solid party all around. And when 2:00 A.M. rolled around, what did Jay do? He abandoned his friend who drove 540 miles to hang out with him to go hook up with his girlfiend. Is there a more appropriate way to end an evening? I don't think so.
A true member of the MBD nation understands that as soon as the nookie card is played, it doesn't matter how far your buddy traveled, nookie takes precendence. He'll always be your friend, this could be the last time you get to see a naked woman and that opportunity should never be passed up.
Back to school, Back to shool
Jay has taken it upon himself to return to school as well. He has returned to study Urban Planning and Development or something like that. Rest assured, that has nothing to do with what he originally went to school for. Thirty one years old and still changing majors, that is fantastic.
One word - "SINGLE"
He's the last remaining original member to not indulge in the wonder that is matrimony. Sure, he's been dating a lovely young lady named Amanda for some time now, but if they break up she can't legally take half his shit. And she's 26 and quite the looker. Well played, Mr. Brinson, well played.
Kid free in 2003
Jay kept his procreation free streak alive for one more year. I realize times are changing and a kid is more welcome at this point, but as I stated before, we are not now minded when handing out this award, we are then minded. Back in college, if a girl said she thought she was pregnant, your first reaction was not excitement. It was more along the lines of "I wonder if the Civic has enough gas in it to get to Canada. I can live in Canada. Mike Myers is from Canada, it can't be that bad."
Intangibles
To this day, I still receive the random drunken phone calls. Nothing warms the heart like one of your friends taking the time out of his drunken stupor to give you a call. It's good to know someone out there is still not afraid to use the phone after 10:00 PM. Hell, it's just good to have a friend who is awake after 10:00 PM.
When your home town team wins, that makes you a winner. Jay originally hails from the great sunless city of Syracuse. His devotion to the Orangeman is well documented by CVS, as they received payment for countless amounts of beer Jay lost to our other roommate Luke betting that the Orangeman would finally beat the Miami Hurricanes in football. Well, his anguish is over. The 'Cuse basketball team finally delivered the goods in 2003.
Yes, sir, Jay Brinson had himself a fine 2003 and shows no signs of slowing down as we head into 2004.
"So I made honorable mention for MBD's 2003 man of the year. I guess I should be excited, but you'll have to excuse me if I don't call my mother.
As a founding member of our little drinking society, I fail to see how any other man in this group of has epitomized the liver-abusing traditions upon which MBD was founded more proudly me.
I personally hosted two parties last year that were attended by over 150 people each. These parties were fully remniscent of the college years with numerous kegs, jello shots, a band and a club DJ. I partied with a blatant disregard for my reputation in front of friends and strangers alike, remember: A great party starts with a drunk host.
To further expand on this point, everyone should know that I'm still single. All of you other suckers are not. If you have ever been told to stop drinking, you drink too much or "I don't like it when you hang out with them," then you are automatically disqualified from consideration for this award. Furthermore, I have never - ever - uttered the phrase "yes, dear". This phrase promotes the subordination of a man's personal freedom. Again, if any other contenders for this award have used this phrase (especially in public) they are automatically disqualified for consideration.
As a final point to justify my position, I am back in college. That means I don't have a real job. No boss to tell me what to do, no early morning rush hour drives. If I want to drink on Tuesday night, well dammit man pass the beer. (Oh and this semester, no Friday classes - happy hour starts at noon!)
To summarize: I don't have any real responsibilities and, while I know this time will end, how can you deny the fact that I truly represent the spirit of MBD (which is the total denial of all responsibility)?
