It started with sunshine and good times at the A's game with Sar on Saturday afternoon. When the server came to take my drink order I requested a glass of white wine. If I had known it came in a wee plastic stemmed glass I wouldn't have. But, well, it did. So here I am sitting at a baseball game looking like a total douche with this "glass" in my hand. Needless to say I drank it quicker than I should have (while Sar says "I've never seen you drink that fast - are you embarrassed to be holding that ridiculous glass?"). The next glass went down more smoothly and more slowly...
That night I went bowling with Matt and Paul. Ah, beer and bowling go together like Cocoa Pebbles and milk - and Diablo Lanes doesn't disappoint.
Spent Sunday evening with Traci in Dublin. The suburbs are so weird. Lanes are hella wide and abundant. Women get dressed up to drink beer (well, not me...). Men wear baseball caps. Who knew?
