wrap-up

Hot off the heels of Friday night's holiday party courtesy of Phil & Laura, came a delightful lunch of fish & chips & XXX Ale (nitrogened, of course) at the Mountain Sun. After Derrick left for work, Jacq, Dylan & I decided to gallavant down Pearl Street where we met up with Stephanie & Karey at the Rio. And it's a good thing we did, because prior to that moment my NYE plans were looking grim. It was either Pinback, the Album Leaf & These Arms Are Snakes at the Adam's Mark Hotel (?) or Carlos D of Interpol spinning at La Rumba. As it turns out, Karey is having an NYE extravaganza at her swanky denver loft. Armed with this information, it was off to the Cheesecake Factory so I could use up a gift certificate I've had since 1999 (!).

The day was winding down and it was time to relocate to a comfortable place for the christmakuh edition of the OC game. It was during this time my front door was repaired, we discovered that red bull does taste good with certain beers, and that Dylan was taking up the bass.

-plerns, neph-