M-V-P, M-V-P
A few highlights from the weekend. Saturday night Paul and I went on a "roomdate" this is a new term I invented that describes when you go out with your roommate and do something with just the two of you. It was hot, I am not going to lie. We started at the Beantown Pub on Tremont. The food there is good and it's convenient when you don't quite know what you want. I had a fabulous turkey dinner. The portions are enormous, which I didn't realize. We then headed off to the cinema to see some wonderful entertainment. I don't know which Paul liked better, the movie (40 Year Old Virgin) or the preview for the Sports Gambling movie. The movie was very funny, and I would certainly recommend it. It was good to spend a few hours working the funny muscles. The movie introduced the new version of "yo momma" jokes as "Know how I know you're gay?" Quite a funny scene. Paul and I both laughed and were merry.
The roomdate ended here, as we headed down Boylston to meet up with Adam and his crew from Avon, NY (a quaint suburb of Rochester). They had taken in the Red Sox Game and were pumped to continue their fun. We headed to Cactus Club and found a few more of Adam's crew. The fun didn't stop. Even though I was sleepy and sober, I still managed to have a great time. I was sitting at a table with Adam's three guy friends when one of the servers brought out some cakes with candles and started singing to the table beside us. The four of us, without thinking, chime with with a very rowdy rendition of Happy Birthday and we hoot and holler at the table. As a sign of appreciation, the table gives us the two dishes of desserts that were brought to them and the guys go nuts and start chanting "M-V-P, M-V-P!" I laugh at this as the guys enjoy their hard earned dessert. Someone decides it's a good idea to order shots of Yeager. Now, if this was another time, I would have thrown back with no problem - but as the drinking hiatus doesn't come to an end until Saturday... My shot sat on the table - everyone looked around at who was going to do two shots. "Give it to the MVP!" I say. Without hesitation, MVP comes over and throws back with the guys. Very fun!
A bit later in the evening, Paul's need for action comes out. I see him taking out his wallet and throwing a twenty on the table. I look over and watch one of the girls take her gum out of her mouth and try to toss it to our table onto a dirty plate. No dice. Paul is a gentleman though, and doesn't collect. Several rounds later, the couple, Dave and Sarah decide to challenge Paul and Adam to a drinking contest. Winner pays for both bowls. The bowls are the novelty sized margarita glasses full of a wonderfully alcohol concoction. With two judges, myself, and Marybeth, we watched Paul and Adam get their butts kicked as Sarah and Dave managed to suck down their entire bowl in under thirty seconds. Paul was not happy. Either way, everyone got very intoxicated and seemed to have a smashing good time.
Sunday I had two dates, one with Doug and one with Jess. Doug was back from his soccer tourney in N. Conway, NH and Jess was back from visiting her new niece in the middle of nowhere NY.
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