Three hours and thirty miles or bicycling this morning lead to a nice early afternoon nap and phone calls from Alissa and Vito who were coming out to spend the evening with me partying. Everyone came out for the Saturday night party, a bunch of Josh‘s college friends, Ed and Wes, Vito, Alissa and her boyfriend Phil, and even blog-reader/Josh’s secretary Kelly. The entire group of us drank far to much and slept on every available surface in the house.
Sometimes I think these entries just are not as interesting as me alone, but they sure are fun.
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Good Times all I gotta say Good Times……..
Why does the keed always seem to have such a pained expression when he is drinking?
What has he done to forshadow such a grim look? As if he has a 2×4 shoved where it does not belong.
I look forward to more of the entries from the road for they tend to be so much more of a narrative historical nature with many more of your boyish pranks described for us in blogdom.
I love that picture of Vito. I laughed too hard!