Aight… So we went out drinking with my boy Mark one night. You might remember Mark as the dude that can’t keep his eyes open. Yup. That’s him there, with his eyes closed. Typical. Anyway, we were all psyched to watch the T’Wolves get some revenge on the Lakers, but the Lakers beat the pants off of them. Oh well.
We had a few beers. We took a few pictures. A good time was had by all, except that we almost missed the last train home! Whoops.
This picture is kinda sideways —->
Jenny thought that she looked cute in my Kapalua visor, but I think it was the Curious George shirt that brought the cuteness. Although, it was a little awkward when Mark tried to collect data from the little guy. Oh yeah, did you notice that Lara is rocking a Canada hat? Bet you didn’t.
I don’t know what the thing in the bottom corner is, but it sure looks bright. Maybe that’s why Mark’s eyes are closed… Then again, maybe not.
Later in the week, we went to the Mass Ave for some breakfast. The usual + bacon for this special occasion.
How about a toast? white or wheat…
I was really busy this week, and didn’t get to hang out too much with these crazy girls. They went to various places. Saw certain things. For example: this tree.
I think that they were fond of trees, because they made another friend with this blooming young fella:
So, I had a lot of crazy meetings this week (7-11 pm two nights in a row!). The girls decided to grab Katie and have a good old time in the North End without me. Is that rude, or just really smart?
They had dinner at some Italian joint, and then loaded up on Cannoli’s from Mike’s pastries.
Wow. Boston looks pretty good at night…
Then it was time to go home and pig out. They are so lucky they didn’t spill any cannoli on my new couch!
Grils just love dessert.
Amazingly, they saved one for me.
It was good.