Friday night:
I went to SPTR (only bar I visit anymore). A friend got completely trashed. How trashed? Well, during the course of the night, he broke 2 plates and a glass (and knocked over more of each onto the floor). Yeah, he was bad off--I even had to tell the waitress/bartender to not serve him anymore. At the end of the night, he decides he is wants to drive home (which is in NE Philly). We argue with him for a long time and at one point, he's in front of a sofa (back at Mike's) and I am behind the sofa. I reach over, grab his shoulders & force him down on the sofa. He wasn't a fan of this and then tried to get to the door (which I was blocking) only to have me shove him back into the room. Luckily no other damage was done and no further fighting ensued.
Saturday:
Woke up at 1:30pm and was supposed to be in AC at 2--didn't happen. Finally got to AC around 330 to celebrate TMs & DK's birthdays. It was a good time. Lost about $100 in the poker room, but our table was extraordinary--probably at least 4 or 5 times that somebody had four-of-a-kind. And at least one of those hands lost! So I didn't do too well. Other highlights include lunch at Hooters, dinner at Corkys, and a trip to the night club in the Borgota (where I overheard some pretty nasty conversations--2 girls talking about anal probes?!?--nasty). I finally left AC around 2:30 am to drive back to Philly. And there definitely was an accident or something going on at the one toll plaza on the Expressway and traffic got backed up pretty bad.
Also on the way back, I raced a NJ cop. Overall on the trip to & from AC, I thought I was going to get a speeding ticket at least 3 times (including 1 cop who coulda nailed me, but was sleeping in his car--YES!!!) Finally got into bed around 5am.
Sunday:
I had to get up early to go back to my parents. My nephew had his birthday this past week & the family was taking him to Chuck E. Cheese's to have fun. However, I had to go to my sisters early because the present I got him (a workbench with tools) required assembly. Chuck E. Cheese's was pretty cool and I had a good time. I love spending time with my niece & nephew, but it makes me glad that I do not yet have kids--too much responsibility at this point in life.
Later Sunday, I headed back to Philly & went straight to Mike's to watch a movie. When I got there, I called his roommate & told him I would be running late. The catch was, that as I was talking to him, I was actually going into their house (they had left the door unlocked for me). So I snuck in the house & they had no idea I was there. I went into the kitchen & got a pot and a wooden spoon out with the intention of going upstairs & scaring Aaron (mike's roomie). However, Aaron left his room & went into Mikes to talk so I had to wait. Eventually he went back to his own room and just as I was about to go up the stairs, he hollered to mike that he was going to do laundry. I quickly ducked into the landing at the steps to the basement and waited. Aaron came down and right as I got to see him, I started banging on the pot and scared the shit out of him. It was so damn funny. He made this weird face & yelled "AAAAGGHHH MOTHER FUCKER" and threw his laundry at me. After a second or two he realized it was me, but the look on his face was absolutely priceless--I honestly wished I had had a video camera to record his reaction--he was utterly scared. And it was hilarious!!! (see, we've scared him on numerous occasions because it's fun & easy, but this topped them all--but little does he know that I have something that might just top this in the works
Overall, it was a great weekend. Thanks everyone for making it good.
Exhausted...
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