Another three day weekend has passed, and as usual I come back to report on the fun had by your loyal blogger. First, earlier in the week…
Corey, Brett, Amanda, Milca, Serge, Max and I went to Sardo’s in Burbank for drinks and Karaoke. I hadn’t done karaoke in about a year, and I was jonesin. I did:
Piano Man
Baby Got Back
I Touch Myself
The Way We Were
The Bitch is Back
Something
She’s a Lady
I’m fairly certain that was it. At any rate, it was a butt load.
Then the weekend opened with Milca’s Uncle coming over with some friends of his, a couple and their two munchkins. Milca’s mom made pasta from scratch (I’d helped make it once, and it’s painfully simple, but the hella bomb), and some sauce that’s making me drool just thinking about it. We had a good time drinking wine, commenting on the club soda in a self pressurized bottle, and sharing memories and whatnot.
Friday night Milca and I went over to Amanda’s pad in Sout Pasadena to have chili with her, Summer, Curtis, Asha, Corey, Brett and Max. Fun times. I made Margaritas, which, accoridng to Summer, were the best she’d ever had. All I did was follow the directions. I suppose that the kick ass blender made a difference. I has two settings. Off and On. On will make that shit crazy blended. Off, well, doesn’t. Afterwards we went to the park and played on the jungle gym.
Last night were Kathy’s birthday shenanigans. Budwesier, vodka, BBQ, dirty jokes, laughs, an episode with Kathy’s breathing, and fun times were had by all.
Now I’m back at work, looking forward to summer camp this next week. I’ll keep a journal while there and post it here, just for shits and giggles.