death row

Had a great day at Copper with Paul on saturday. I had just sharpened my edges, so I really got to lean far into my carves, which is such a nice feeling. After lunch, we rode down the slope near the onion roll, and Paul had the most spectacular full hill yard sale I've seen in a while.

As soon as we got back to town, I rushed to get ready for Nathan's b-day festivities and our travels down death row, which began with the return of Bacaro's for real happy hour. The next step was going to be the Brasserie Ten Ten for some muscles, per request of the b-day guru. Curious to find out when their happy hour started, I called information and was connected to the Brazillian Jujitsu studio instead. This snafu, coupled with information on the where-a-bouts of Jen & Janelle (who was also celebrating a b-day), brought us to Styr. We lost a couple of folks to drama and inevitably wound up at Trilogy with "the girls with the hats". Perhaps it's because we usually finish up there, and any caution was long ago thrown head first into a gusty wind, that the debauchery gets kicked up a notch. This night was no different. Once the dust cleared and notes were compared, we realized we had yet another blast.

-nephew-