Pretty quiet weekend after what was a pretty crazy week. ITP threw an alumni reception on Saturday where they had a little champaign toast for Me + Alex + dodgeball + Google. No, we didn't have to give a speech.
I gave Midori the autographed Pat Kiernan (NY1, come'on) photo I wrestled from Adam Balkin. (thanks adam!)
It's autographed, "To Midori - Thanks for watching. See you in the morning!" See you in the morning! Ha! Player, please!
Saturday night = test drive the new grill. Propane on my porch = highly illegal. Homemade burgers = delicious (secret: throw some Dinosaur BBQ sauce up in that ground meat).
8 burgers + 8 hot dogs + 100 tallboys = passed out on the couch watching skate videos.
Special shoutout to Clay for the hat. I guess I should thank Youngna for the pic even though I look like a jackass.
Late night (3am?), Josh Newman rolls in with his girlfriend so we met them at Barramundi. They missed the last train home so they ended up crashing at my place. She beat me in armwrestling (two hands!!)
(she looks a little like Felicity, no? meow!)
See? I told you it was nothing too scandalous.