|Pay no attention to the man boobs...I repeat:|
Pay no attention to the man boobs...
So today is a big milestone in the life of Master Samwise - I hit the big 3-4. Technically, I will hit it at 2:58 AM local time in Thailand (corresponding to 3:58 PM on the clock at St. Mary's in Knoxville), but , well, I'm applying "International Date Line" standards and claiming it right now. Hard to believe, honestly, but I am now officially, inescapably, in my mid-thirties. All I can say it - LET'S GET AMONGST IT!
|I can assure you I was just posing and not actually|
SCREAMING in that gal's ear...
Last night was the pre-birthday celebration dinner, and it was an absolute blast. Muffin Puffin made reservations at Brewerkz (we do what werkz), and they even surprised me with an AWESOME slice of chocolate cake (complete with a candle and a Happy Birthday pin on top, for the record) - thanks, Perfect Pumpkin! We rolled through some AMAZING Golden Ale (springing for the 4 liter tower this time) and enjoyed the company of Money, Dan, Sergeant Sarah Smith, her friend Martine (I'm sure that's misspelled, so Sarah, please pass along my apologies), and......(drum roll please)......back from her restaurant opening in St. Alban's - Lily! That's right, sports fans, the Angels (Far East Division) were back in action again - the last charge of Wyatt Earp and his immortals. :-)
It was SUCH a great night - plenty of laughs, good travel stories, and some INSANE GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUD (peppy mid-30's cheekies) burgers. Nobody in Sing Sing cooks 'em like Brewerkz. But, as always, it all passed too quickly, and Lily took off about 11 (she had a 1:25 AM flight back to London - OUCH), with the rest of us following shortly thereafter. We sacked out about 1, and I was back up at 7:30 this morning to chat with Mom & Dad before heading out for birthday brekkie at (where else?) BOOMERANG!!!!! Nothing like some Eggs Benedict to grease the arteries and kick off the 34th year properly, eh?
We're now finishing packing (and by "we" I mean "Muffin Puffin," who is a force of nature on the packing front and doing everything for her lazy husband), and in 30 we're hopping a cab to the Budget Terminal for the last outbound flight on a discount carrier (Tiger - don't fail us now!).
|Lisa's eyes aren't closed - she's just winking at the hot waiter|
taking the photo - watch your girl, Brother Waldek...but at
least you had the sense to guard the beer tower with you life...
Okay, that's all the news that's fit to print. Bear with the Bull and Striker and our travels - we'll be back online come 8 November, ready for the final push over the try line! Chat soon!
(The now older and wiser) Sam and (still smokin' hot because I'm a cradle robber) Jenny