Saturday dawned cold and wet, but despite the potentially off putting weather, we persevered and went golfing anyway. It ended up being a beautiful day, and a great round of golf.

After golfing, Mike, Suzie and I lunched at The Cherry Cricket (awesome burgers, no, really, really terrific), then Jill met us at Suzie's house. Outfitted in
Suzie's magic jeans that make my ass look like I spend 2 hours a day at the gym, we went out to
Sengers on the Fax, my new favorite bar. Mike and Suzie stayed for a few hours, when they went home, Jill and I went to Rock Bar and danced a lot.

After Rock bar we went to the home of some of Suzie's neighbors and drank many of their beers. This guy had the octopus hands. You know, you're just sitting there and all of a sudden his hands are all over you, and he must have eight of them because they are everywhere, despite your attempts to wriggle away. I did enjoy the viking helmet. And his pick-up line... "Hey, you're pretty, wanna' thumb wrestle?"

Labels: Golf, Jill, Suzie