don, mom and Jose
Sunday was overbooked as predicted. We were up and out early to get to my dad’s to de-jungle his garden and then raced back to the house to scrub down in hopes that we don’t get poison ivy.
We had just enough time to decontaminate and get dressed to make it, (albeit unfashionably late), to Woofer’s graduation party.
The party had been going for about 4 hours by the time we got there and most everyone including Don and his mom were pretty tanked.
Kiwi was running about being super-host while we mingled with the guests, many of whom are JJ’s crew that we haven’t seen in a long time since becoming anti-social suburban shut-ins.
We hung out for a few hours, stuffed ourselves with bacon wrapped cocktail weenies and watched Don, his mother and a few other guests polish off a bottle of tequila.
Got home and crashed only to get up a little later to indulge a little in the new video crack: “Ratchet and Clank” (Thank you chrisglass for lending it to us.). This is the most use our PS2 has ever gotten.
(insert blog denial here)