Friday, July 4th:We headed to Seacliff State Beach in Aptos, CA for some 4th of July fun. Our friends who live down the street camped out there to make sure that they snagged a few tables for the 4th of July festivities. I think that they made it there at like 4am and just crashed there until the sun came up. Troopers, I know. We hung out on the beach, grilled up some tasty meat and saw an amazing sunset, which then led to the fireworks show. I love 4th of July.

Saturday, July 5th:On Saturday we headed to a friend’s cottage to hang out at the pool for the afternoon, which was amazing. A little bit of much needed relaxation and sun-soaking is just what the doctor ordered.

After that we cleaned up and headed out to a restaurant that we haven’t checked out yet here in Palo Alto called Mango Caribbean. It was delicious and there was a guy rocking out the steel drums to songs that ranged from Bob Marley’s No Woman No Cry to Kansas’ Dust in the Wind.

Finally, for our grand finale, we headed over to a popular bar called Old Pro in Palo Alto, where we enjoyed some tasty brew from a BEERZOOKA and we FINALLY had a chance to ride the famous mechanical bull. All of us gave it a ride and you can check out how we handled the mechanical beast below or over here on YouTube. So, how was your weekend?

She liked the Bo guy, but he got dropped like a bad habit.

Now some other chick(yes, Tila is bisexual) named Kristy was actually chosen by Tila, but she is now unsure if she wants to be with another girl.

This is nuts and reality television scares me.

Actual quotes from Stephanie during the show:

“I feel like I was just broken up with…this sucks!”
“Tila Tequila must be SO shallow if she didn’t pick Bo…what is SHE THINKING??”

Wow.

:And now for Steph’s edit:

Ok guys.. this blog is screamin for some good ol’ Steph lovin.

For those of you that don’t know.. i’m somewhat of a reality show junkie. No, not the original reality shows like “Survivor” or “Big Brother” that have some sort of a meaning. I’m into the really shallow dating reality shows that have recently flooded our television, brainwashing, viewing enjoyment time each night. My latest craze as Ryan mentioned above is the lovely (shallow/cold-hearted/worthless piece of bi-whatever/reality show never findin love idiot) Tila Tequila. I didn’t have such strong feelings toward Miss Tequila until tonight in which she made the worst decision of her life.

You see, I have a bit of a running record with these fabulous dating shows. Without fail, every time I choose the winner (or loser depending on how you look at it). Ryan can attest to this. I chose the first winner of “Rock of Love”, I then went on to choose the winner of “Rock of Love 2″, Of course I chose the winner of the first season of “Tila Tequila”, and my all-time claim to fame is my choosing of the latest winner of “Flavor of Love 3″, in which Flave actually kicked the girl off that I picked and later brought her back into the game only to fall in love and choose her in the end as the winner. Amazing, I know.. you don’t have to tell me.

So, when this season of “Tila Tequila” premiered I knew right off the bat who the winner would be. It was blatantly obvious. Bo was the one for Tila, and everybody knew it.. why even continue with the show.. it was a done deal; not for stupid, shallow, pig-headed Tila though. I’m not mad, I’m just disappointed really. It’s all good though, because like clockwork, Tila’s heart was broken again due to the fact that the useless blondie she decided to try to love was not feeling the same emotions towards the little Tequila girl as she had hoped. In the end, they all walked away with a tear running down their cheek. I saw this one coming.

So we have found some new friends.

New friends who not only throw amazing parties, but friends who also do other awesome stuff.

Awesome stuff like playing softball for teams that are named The Janitorial Honeybees.

Well, this past week our new friends had us join the team for their last game. The last game that would decide whether or not they would end the season as complete losers, or if they would finish with one final and only win of the season.

Stephanie and I joined up forces with the Honeybees for this final battle and helped them fight through 5 demanding innings that were filled with drama, action, heroics and letdowns.

After the dust cleared, the impossible had happened. The Janitorial Honeybees had came out on top for the first time all season. It wasn’t an easy win, but it was a team win and a win that will never be forgotten by me, Stephanie, the rest of the Honeybees and of course the random homeless guy who was drinking a Budweiser on the sidelines.

Yep, the Janitorial Honeybees ended the season with a solid 1-11 record and if you ask me, that’s a solid foundation for a future.

I can’t wait until next season - the dynasty begins.

Swarm honeybees! Bzzzzzzzzzzzz…

I have used my amazing creativity and marketing wizardry and have decided to call these new videos ‘Hup and Steph Quickies‘. Nothing like a good, old fashioned play on words, right? If Bart(Stephanie’s dad) is reading this allow me to emphasize, it’s just a play on words.

So, here is the first official Hup and Steph Quickie, which was taken last night when a questionable call during beer pong was settled by some rock, paper and scissors action. Please remember two things while you watch this video:

1. We are screaming that loud outside on a balcony
2. The cops were called on us and showed up about 15 minutes after this video was recorded. Coincidence? I think not.

Check out the video below or over here on YouTube and be sure to let us know what you think about the new Hup and Steph Quickies!

Last weekend, Stephanie officially graduated her first class of California preschoolers here in Palo Alto. It was my first time seeing her school, meeting her fellow teachers and of course seeing all of the crazy kids that she deals with every day of the week.

Let me simply say that I have a whole new respect for her and for what she does each day while teaching at that preschool. The kids are awesome and hilarious, but it takes a special type of person to teach them every single day. Isn’t she awesome?

Of course I couldn’t miss out on getting some video of the sweet graduation action. Check out the video below or over here on YouTube when you get a chance and be sure to leave a comment and tell Stephanie congratulations!

But, getting back to what I was first saying, even though we keep on trumping one amazing experience after another, the bar of awesomeness that is required to get us both super excited about doing something keeps on rising even higher and higher. So, it has been our mission to keep on finding these things that seem to always give us those little butterflies that pop up in your stomach when you are about to do something that you are truly excited for.

Lucky for us, the butterflies are basically built into the adventure that we’re taking on tonight. I mean, we’re going to see the Rev in San Francisco, California and when I say the Rev, I mean The Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band. The same Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band that is from our home of Indianapolis, IN. The same Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band that makes people go insane(and sometimes naked) at their shows. The same Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band that has been traveling all over the freakin’ place in a van spreading some Big Damn Love. The same Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band that features Breezy, a crazed, washboard-shredding, facial-expression-rocking woman(who also happens to be the Rev’s lovely wife). Oh and yes, the same Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band that is led by the one and only Rev Peyton, whose guitar playing and screaming is second only to his brother, Jayme, who keeps the Rev on beat with a barrage of some ridiculously fast-paced drumming.

Did I mention how excited that Steph and I are for this show?

Anyways, here are the details on the show, if you happen to read this blog before the show tonight shoot me an email at ryan.hupfer@gmail.com and we’ll get crazy at the show together.

Where: 12 Galaxies in south San Francisco
When: Doors open at 8pm with Ha-Ha Tonka opening up at 9pm and the Rev following, probably around 10pm
How Much: Tickets are $10 online, but we’ll probably buy ours the old fashioned way - at the door when we get there.

One more thing - here is a video that I wanted to dig out of the archives for everyone to see. It’s when the Rev and crew were selling all of their stuff so that they could hit the road for good. Man, I can’t wait to see these guys.

This past week I woke up one morning and went through the usual routine… wake up.. workout.. check facebook. Like clockwork every day. On Thursday morning, however, things were a bit different. A random guy added me on facebook which is nothing too out of the ordinary, but I checked out his profile and noticed a link to his blog.. so I dug deeper into my facebooking stalkerness routine. To my surprise he had written an awesome blogpost about Ryan and I’s blog.. and how he had been randomly added as a friend by Ryan and stumbled upon our blog, only to end up wasting an hour (a good hour I might add) reading our posting and watching our videos.

This wasn’t just any blog review,however. This guy so kindly recognized myself as being quite a “hottie”. Haha. To quote the infamous words of Kevin, “I would want to douse Steph in Grey Poupon and whisper dirty things in her ear in German while doing things that we read in Cosmo.” Honestly, how can you read that and not die laughing or pee your pants.. I personally peed my pants.

This little posting got quite the response from readers, and suddenly turned into 200+ diggs on www.digg.com , which is pretty cool, right?!?! There’s just nothing like having somebody that you’ve never met before write up something about you. It’s so cool, and it’s awesome to see how others react to your blog when they find out about it randomly as well.

I’ve noticed that since living in Palo Alto I’ve really started to take on somewhat of a geek persona. I’m catching myself thinking about the internet more intuitively than I had before in the past, and even enjoying the spontaneous blog world from a different perspective. I’m amazed how things happen so suddenly on the internet, and how one day, we can just be two people who like to blog and the next day almost be on the front page of digg, it’s just crazy, and awesome. So, here’s to you Kevin, for making my day…

Now as far as I know, I haven’t popped the question yet to Stephanie, but according to the results of the bouquet and garter belt toss at her old college roomie’s wedding reception last weekend, it shouldn’t be long. Yep, Stephanie caught the bouquet AND I caught the garter belt. What are the odds of that, right?

Of course I got the entire thing on video, along with some other things that caught my eye and if you’d like to check out how everything went down feel free to click here to check out it out on YouTube or watch it below now. More posts and pics coming in the next couple of posts - talk to you all soon!

Since I have been unable to sit front of my laptop for any extended period of time the past couple days, I have some PhotoCrank work to get done, but after that I promise to post all of the details of our Midwestern adventure. It’s well worth the wait to see some of this stuff, believe me.

But, until then, I’ll leave you all with this pic of Stephanie and I rocking it out on the dance floor last night at Arnie’s at Newport on the Levee. I’m not sure what we were doing, but feel free to Crank it by clicking on the purple button with the plus sign (+) in the bottom left of the photo.

Shortly after arriving we headed up to P-Town for Ryan’s high school reunion. Wow.. really is all I can say. I didn’t know that Donnie’s( a little photo for your pleasure) could hold that many crazy Pendleton Arabians at one time! You know it’s a good reunion when you didn’t even go to the high school that the reunion was celebrating and you still had the time of your life. That’s all I have to say about that

Last night we attended our first Mojo Monday Night at the Spot since we left for CA two months ago. It was an awesome night, and we stayed out on the deck for most of it just soaking up the fabulous Indiana summer night. It’s comforting to come home and be with your old friends again. It really makes you step back and reminisce a little about the fun times of the past, and know that you always have an incredible support group of friends at home. It’s funny how I don’t really feel homesick at all when we’re actually in California, but coming home kind of brings some of those feelings to the surface a little when you re-live your previous way of life for a bit. It’s true that you have to move away to truly come to an appreciation of your home where you grew up. I know that I’ve viewed Indiana a little differently this time around. It’s our home and it will always be here, we’ll always love it, but there’s so much left to experience and explore.

Now it’s time to go and live up the rest of our week here! More to come on our crazy Hoosier adventures