OK. I've been away for awhile. I have to tell the story of this past Saturday evening.
It was my friend Tyler's (known as Salt) 22nd birthday and his parents were throwing him a party. So we show up to his parent's house (Scotch Ale in hand) and start laughing it up and having a gay old time.
Salt's parent's friends start coming and they are so damn funny. Then the teenagers drive us to a bar...we get kicked out, apparently for yelling at people...it was weak.
We go to a different bar. By this time I'm three-sheets-to-the-wind, and loving it. At the second bar (the Pioneer in Ferndale) we dance up a storm with older women and have more laughs. I yell at some SERIOUSLY sick waitress who most likely thought I was an ass.
I ride back to Salt's lying on my back in the back of a Suburban calling a bunch of girls on my phone that I shouldn't. I walk home and feel pretty shitty the next day.
Fun shit really. I took mad pictures and will try to put them up.
In other news...I really want baseball to start. Baseball means spring, spring means sun, sun means warmth, warmth means I work outside and have more fun and more money. Pitchers and catchers report to Spring Training in a couple of weeks.
The Mariners signed Beltre and Sexson, great offseason, they're gonna turn some heads in the A.L. West.
Thought: "Can you still remember April to November? You and I were members, the best team in Baseball."
It was my friend Tyler's (known as Salt) 22nd birthday and his parents were throwing him a party. So we show up to his parent's house (Scotch Ale in hand) and start laughing it up and having a gay old time.
Salt's parent's friends start coming and they are so damn funny. Then the teenagers drive us to a bar...we get kicked out, apparently for yelling at people...it was weak.
We go to a different bar. By this time I'm three-sheets-to-the-wind, and loving it. At the second bar (the Pioneer in Ferndale) we dance up a storm with older women and have more laughs. I yell at some SERIOUSLY sick waitress who most likely thought I was an ass.
I ride back to Salt's lying on my back in the back of a Suburban calling a bunch of girls on my phone that I shouldn't. I walk home and feel pretty shitty the next day.
Fun shit really. I took mad pictures and will try to put them up.
In other news...I really want baseball to start. Baseball means spring, spring means sun, sun means warmth, warmth means I work outside and have more fun and more money. Pitchers and catchers report to Spring Training in a couple of weeks.
The Mariners signed Beltre and Sexson, great offseason, they're gonna turn some heads in the A.L. West.
Thought: "Can you still remember April to November? You and I were members, the best team in Baseball."