Saturday
Bread woke up, vowing never to drink again. Poor Daft was the first of our group at the bar, so Bread hopped in the shower, grabbed a beer, and was back to his old self.
Later in the day, I took a cab to meet everyone and deeply regret not joining sooner. They were all in rare form and I had a lot of catching up to do in the drinking department. For some reason, there was only one picture of me on our camera and the flash made both STG Lady and I look like ghosts.
We went back to the hotel before heading over to the Hardrock and regrouped at the hotel bar. 20four7 really, really, really wanted to buy our bartender a drink. She said no. I think he still wanted to put it in her butt anyway. And by "it" I do not mean Savior Dog.
Daft has nice hair
Daft's brother
McBaseballs and his lovely wife
Some nice lady
LOLshalk looks like Joaquin Phoenix. Him hot.
I used to think Durito didn't like me but now I know that he loves me.
I think this was around 3AM. What an absolute mess.