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June 30, 2007
Best Laid Plans
One of the engineers left the company last week and a group of us were going to get together last night for his going-away 'pissup.' Pissup may be something the Brits call going away party as one of our old Brits (who'd left a few months ago) sort of named the thing.
My plan was to go to the pissup, have a beer, nay, a Diet Coke, and then be home in time to crank out 30 miles on the bike.
We met at Dave & Busters and I decided a beer would be a pretty good idea after all. After I paid for it Nathan, the pissupee, commented that he was buying the first round and since I'd paid for my first he'd get my second. Naturally, I had a second.
As you may recall one of my new goals is to be more sociable. So I decided to stay for dinner.
While I was paying for my third beer and second Diet Coke the engineers drifted off to find a table and I lost sight of them. The dining area at Dave & Buster's isn't terribly huge but, still, I had a bit of trouble finding the guys.
I approached the hostess and said, "Did you happen to see about half-a-dozen really nerdy guys ... "
Before I could finish my sentence she cut me off, "They're right over here," and she took me to their table (which would have been hard to see from where I'd been before.)
We had dinner and, a short while later three of us wound up at my place which we used as a staging area to walk to the bars across the street.
Mike O, in an admirable feat of a guy in his 30's venturing out after dark, eventually joined us. (He had been out someplace else, but it was across town.)
Blah blah blah. I was home just after 2:30 a.m., which is far too late for a person my age to be out.
I spent Saturday filled with self-loathing and catching up on my TiVo'd programs. The self-loathing came following the amount-of-beer-and-nachos calorie count of the night before.
Posted by delmer at June 30, 2007 11:33 PM
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I'm pretty sure that picture was taken about the same point Kurt started not remembering anything. Also you forgot about our side adventure to the Marconi Grill!
Posted by: at July 2, 2007 8:18 PM
I got home at 3:05. The party I was at got a little slow so I figured I'd come over. When your out you might as well make a night of it! Kurt was talking a lot with his eye's closed.....what's up drunk?.....NICE!
Crazy kids these days.
Posted by: mikeo at July 2, 2007 9:20 PM
