Three Monkey's, And A Bowling Alley

No its not another crappy sitcom coming this fall. Yesterday was a triple birthday celebration. Terri, Nicole, and someone else, whom I don't really know, all celebrated their birthday's last night. Our night began with dinner, Terri, Aimee, Jessica, Cyndi and I all met up at 3Monkey's on Main St. for a fabulous dinner. we shared appetizers, and got some entrees, a few beers, and head on out for BOWLING!!


In typical fashion, the night progressed to take a more energetic tone. We arrived at the Shrader Lanes Bowling Alley, I must say, I hadn't been bowling in a long time, and I was expecting a smoky, trashy bowling joint, Not the case. Shrader Lanes is actually quite a nice place. We had a huge group by the time Nicole's party and the other group joined. and we quickly donned our shoes and balls, and got to work!


Pitchers, shots, and lots and lots of bowling. What a blast!!
Still, it doesnt end there! The ended at 1 a.m. not long after Nicole and Terri danced around to "Thriller" the Michael Jackson classic



Once again, in typical fashion, the night once again moved on. This time to Nicole and Kevin's house. Nicole, was passed out, but that didn't stop us from a good time. More drinks, and some various conversations, Steve serving Red Bull and Vodka, and eventually Steve and Kevin on the floor in a good ole fashioned Jujitsu match. I couldn't tell if it was more like watching UFC, or a mildly homo-erotic bonding ritual.






No matter your interpretation of how it all went down, how drunk you may have been, or to the fact that we were all up till at least 8 AM, there is no doubt that it was another truly sensational evening.
On a side note, who actually talks to the person at the urinal next to them in the mens room? I didnt think so!!!

Like Any Mardi Gras Party, Nobody Forgets The Guy With The Bird In His Hair

Holy shit. I went to the Mardi Gras party this weekend at Nicole's house. It was a damn good time. I am almost glad I didn't have a job to go to this week, because that could have been the absolute worst hangover ever. What more could you expect the morning after a party where an anatomically correct "female" cake is being falated and motor boated? That's right, motor boating a cake! We met up at Terri's house and donned our masks and I ended up with a bird in my hair! yes, a bird. I'm not sure why there was a bird, but my hair was a hot ass mess, so the bird did actually bring it all together! We hopped in the car and got to the party. I wasn't sure what to expect, but i knew it would be a good time. my goodness was it ever! that was such a lovely party. Never a worry about going hungry or thirsty. the "bar" was well appointed, and the food was truly decadent. Everyone was in a lively mood, with choice beads, masks, makeup, and a fur coat for good measure. I'm not sure how we planned our evening, but I'm quite sure we didn't plan to stay until 3:30 am like we did! I don't think I have ever gotten as drunk as I did, I started with beer, thinking it would just be a light evening. Of course as soon as i walked into the kitchen, before i could even turn the corner to see who was in there, there would be a shot in my hand. All I know is that there was a TON of red bull, of which i am not a fan at all! well I drank it, liked it, got devastatingly drunk, and definitely knew it the next day! Thank you to the Kessler's for throwing such a lovely party, and for finding my keys the next day!


Aimee and I in our masks


Steve motor boating the cake!







Nicole and Terri