The view from the party porch in left field at our last game of the weekend. Good times, gentlemen. Good damn times. These photos and captions will make a lot more sense if you actually start at the bottom and work your way back up.
Dining at the Claim Jumper. Steaks all around. I'd like it on record that Conrad polished off his usual bowl (not cup) of clam chowder, 16 oz. filet, mashed potatoes, AND an entire blueberry muffin.
That's right, Conrad actually fell asleep on the way to dinner...with is arms in that position. We are waiting in the K-Mart parking lot while Cruiser runs in to get himself a Saturday Night polo shirt. Look out, ladies!
I somehow played the best pool game of my life on this trip. As you can see, I have just sealed the deal.
Our room was designated as a Non-Smoking room, but just in case, they went ahead and posted a sign in the room itself...on the bottom of an ashtray. Is it just me, or are they sending mixed signals here?
This is Kory's handheld GPS device that also acts as a translator. Here, The Cruiser demonstrates how to say "Two draft beers, please" en espanol.
2 comments:
You forgot the salad.
And a salad!
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