Weekend to weekend
Andy, 28 September 2006
Last weekend was pretty great, and this weekend shouldn’t be too shabby either.
Friday evening Mike and I stuffed our pockets with beers and drained them as we walked a mile to the Georgia House, where the girls were already drinking and entertaining the bike boys. Jacqui and Fonty then accompanied us to Livewire, where we ganged up on a couple pitchers before walking the girls back to Jacqui’s house on Ohio, after which we trotted home. We covered a lot of North Park on foot that night, and while drunk—go, team, go!
Saturday, after sacrificing a couple hours to the hangover gods, we biked up to the Adams Ave Street Fair and people-watched while eating tasty meat off of sticks. After biking home, Mike and I cruised on up to the Zar for an “Impress the New Recruits” MQ barbeque. I really like comfortable parties where everyone knows each other, and it was great to get those n00bs fall-down drunk by 10:00pm. Watching those youngsters alternate between naive boasts and hesitant shots made me cringe to think how I must have looked in the eyes of my seniors back when I first arrived on the scene, but for the most part everyone was very cute. The rest of us were destroyed by midnight, but I took it easy and drove us back to North Park where we shared a couple rounds with Alex and his crew for his 22nd birthday shortly before last call at Livewire.
Around noon the next day, Mike and I were joined by Brian O’Donovan for a ride around San Diego. We tossed some bottle rockets and M-80s in a backpack with the goal of entertaining ourselves up on Fiesta Island, but the area was quite crowded and O’Don only squeaked out a couple rockets before we bailed and rode up to Mission Beach. We pedaled home shortly before dusk, and the ride, all in all, turned out to be a healthy 32 miles. A couple hours later, Abe and Val joined us for the Ratatat show at the Casbah. It was excellent. Watching the duo live gave me a new appreciation for their albums and I’ve been listening to them non-stop all week. Quite the post-concert high. The pictures really don’t do them justice.
This weekend Troy is down from SF for ToorCon. To celebrate his presence and to help Elise extend her birthday festivities, we’re gonna snag a keg and have some friends over for rude, rowdy times. We’re hoping to bike up to Torrey Pines State Reserve for beach fun as well, and somewhere in there I need to do 400,000 loads of laundry and maybe wash my car.
The days are just packed, but there’s still a prize laying just out of reach. Soon!