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I guess I owe a recap of Seattle hole, long overdue due to work.

I actually ended the day early on Thursday, which is not the norm, and headed straight to the bar where I would be meeting up with Fish and Fish-lady. I didn't have much hope of seeing anyone, considering the kristas had Ebola and important meeting with chimney sweeps, all others seemed MIA, doula meetings, etc etc, but hey, I'm was sure they had alcohol at bar, so why not.

I think I arrived at 4.30-ish, and proceeded straight to the bar. I noticed the bar shared a parking lot with a gentlemens establishment, interesting (#stulife).

Guinness was on tap, and the bartender was friendly. The pace was pretty empty, besides some corporate groups, and she commenced pouring me my first couple of glasses, handed over some shots (because apparently I looked like I needed them), and chatted with me for a while.Fish texted he was on the way, but that they were delayed due to wardrobe issues (?). I closed my 6 Guinness tab, which didn't contain any of the shots, or my food. WINNING!

Grabbed a booth, and after a couple of hours fish and lady showed up. I was told that Drifter would join later. I was also told that under no circumstances would we order shots, because that wouldn't be good. A round of drinks and good conversation later, fish ordered the first round of shots. Drifter arrived and the next round of shots were ordered, followed by the realization that drifter reacts badly to cinnamon, so maybe fireball was the wrong choice. More great conversations, around gambling, Swedish chess prodigies, early career choices, including the unholy triumvirate of careers (fish won), why the #### I decided to leave Europe, herbal enhancements, horse racing, horses, stable girls, and various others, each accompanied of a round of shots.

At one point fish proclaimed he was the king of bar darts, which I vehemently disagreed with. Challenge accepted! New shots were ordered, now Tequila, and somehow drifter and MissT started talking about bowling, and how she would beat him were they to play. At this point I am not sure why, but somehow it was decided that we needed to go bowling. (Disclaimer: I do not bowl, have absolutely no interest, or talent, and my prior experience was at 15 and 18, and my top score was around 50-ish). Apparently we were going bowling, but I was promised the place had a bar, so why not. (Thanks for picking up that tab guys).

Drifter drove Fish and MissT to their cars, while I headed to bowling alley, in the middle of nowhere. Fish, MissT and myself made it to bowling alley bar, but no drifter... we figured he had dropped off, and we ordered a couple of pitchers. And shots, fireball again. MissT opened a tab, and I did as well. Mine included pitchers and Svedka. (Note: I know my close was $220-ish, and shots were $5 each). Drifter showed up, with HIS OWN SHOES AND BALL!!!!JUAN!!!!!!!1111111!

Bowling commenced, and I received a lot of tips on how to roll that crap... I'm pretty sure I had the wrong size ball, because my fingers kept getting stuck in the holes, but I couldn't find any bigger. Whatever... Each round (frame?) closed with shots and pitchers. Somehow I managed to beat drifter, and MissT mopped the floor with the lot of us. At one point Rude showed up with the lady, and more pitchers and shots were ordered. Some shot vids were produced. I'm pretty sure we scared her off of any future cornholing, but she seemed very nice. Around the end of round 2 of bowling fish went on a bar run, because we were out of shots, and came back balancing 6-8 shots in his hands, and slipped on a (probably caused by us) wet spot, and went down hard(!). All the shots ended up in his eyes, hair, and there was some uncertainty whether or not he required stitches. Kind of put an end to the festivities, and the group disbanded...

I still had parking left at the earlier place, and didn't want to let that go to waste... :oldunsure: #stulife

Back at the hotel around 4-ish, up at 7-ish for 10 hours of work (yay, head ache).

TL;DR recap: Much drinking, wow slippage, such headache; very wow, much stormy
I almost feel bad that I had to go to a bunch of kid stuff that night.

But I will be honest, that amount of drinking frightens me these days.

 
I guess I owe a recap of Seattle hole, long overdue due to work.

I actually ended the day early on Thursday, which is not the norm, and headed straight to the bar where I would be meeting up with Fish and Fish-lady. I didn't have much hope of seeing anyone, considering the kristas had Ebola and important meeting with chimney sweeps, all others seemed MIA, doula meetings, etc etc, but hey, I'm was sure they had alcohol at bar, so why not.

I think I arrived at 4.30-ish, and proceeded straight to the bar. I noticed the bar shared a parking lot with a gentlemens establishment, interesting (#stulife).

Guinness was on tap, and the bartender was friendly. The pace was pretty empty, besides some corporate groups, and she commenced pouring me my first couple of glasses, handed over some shots (because apparently I looked like I needed them), and chatted with me for a while.Fish texted he was on the way, but that they were delayed due to wardrobe issues (?). I closed my 6 Guinness tab, which didn't contain any of the shots, or my food. WINNING!

Grabbed a booth, and after a couple of hours fish and lady showed up. I was told that Drifter would join later. I was also told that under no circumstances would we order shots, because that wouldn't be good. A round of drinks and good conversation later, fish ordered the first round of shots. Drifter arrived and the next round of shots were ordered, followed by the realization that drifter reacts badly to cinnamon, so maybe fireball was the wrong choice. More great conversations, around gambling, Swedish chess prodigies, early career choices, including the unholy triumvirate of careers (fish won), why the #### I decided to leave Europe, herbal enhancements, horse racing, horses, stable girls, and various others, each accompanied of a round of shots.

At one point fish proclaimed he was the king of bar darts, which I vehemently disagreed with. Challenge accepted! New shots were ordered, now Tequila, and somehow drifter and MissT started talking about bowling, and how she would beat him were they to play. At this point I am not sure why, but somehow it was decided that we needed to go bowling. (Disclaimer: I do not bowl, have absolutely no interest, or talent, and my prior experience was at 15 and 18, and my top score was around 50-ish). Apparently we were going bowling, but I was promised the place had a bar, so why not. (Thanks for picking up that tab guys).

Drifter drove Fish and MissT to their cars, while I headed to bowling alley, in the middle of nowhere. Fish, MissT and myself made it to bowling alley bar, but no drifter... we figured he had dropped off, and we ordered a couple of pitchers. And shots, fireball again. MissT opened a tab, and I did as well. Mine included pitchers and Svedka. (Note: I know my close was $220-ish, and shots were $5 each). Drifter showed up, with HIS OWN SHOES AND BALL!!!!JUAN!!!!!!!1111111!

Bowling commenced, and I received a lot of tips on how to roll that crap... I'm pretty sure I had the wrong size ball, because my fingers kept getting stuck in the holes, but I couldn't find any bigger. Whatever... Each round (frame?) closed with shots and pitchers. Somehow I managed to beat drifter, and MissT mopped the floor with the lot of us. At one point Rude showed up with the lady, and more pitchers and shots were ordered. Some shot vids were produced. I'm pretty sure we scared her off of any future cornholing, but she seemed very nice. Around the end of round 2 of bowling fish went on a bar run, because we were out of shots, and came back balancing 6-8 shots in his hands, and slipped on a (probably caused by us) wet spot, and went down hard(!). All the shots ended up in his eyes, hair, and there was some uncertainty whether or not he required stitches. Kind of put an end to the festivities, and the group disbanded...

I still had parking left at the earlier place, and didn't want to let that go to waste... :oldunsure: #stulife

Back at the hotel around 4-ish, up at 7-ish for 10 hours of work (yay, head ache).

TL;DR recap: Much drinking, wow slippage, such headache; very wow, much stormy
I almost feel bad that I had to go to a bunch of kid stuff that night.

But I will be honest, that amount of drinking frightens me these days.
me too. i wouldn't be able to function for 2 days after that. sounds fun though!

 
Anybody want to guy Today in History? (actually I did tomorrow's today)
This sounds kinda hot but I'm actually not sure what you're saying.
Anybody want to guy Today in History? (actually I did tomorrow's today)
is that like a sexist version of Gal Friday?
Anybody want to guy Today in History? (actually I did tomorrow's today)
is that like a sexist version of Gal Friday?
He meant 'guess' but due to his latent homosexuality, went with 'guy' subconsciously.
Stupid auto correct
Yes, no. Wait.

 
A young Aaron Rudnicki, frustrated that the bill of his fitted hat keeps getting wet when he drinks from the water fountain, turns said hat around for the very first time.

 

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