Sorry.....got busy yesterday.
Patio time!!
Joe paid a 5am visit to Walmart and we all celebrated my birthday being drunk on the patio prior to the anual cake festivities.
Two sterofoam cakes he "found". He did mention that these were NOT for sale at Walmart.....
After that...everyone showed up in the parking garage (while I was spilling cheese-it's all over Bud's floorboard while talking to my girl)(and then hurling them all up into the corner hense the lapse in pictures)....
I was up top, got to throw the sterofoam cake and it landed on the roof of the next building. I ran down to the bottom to climb on the roof and get it. Hurt myself in the process (go figure) and then was bombarded by hand fulls of the REAL cake. I attempted to grab the handfuls, ball them up like a snow ball and throw them back but it didn't work. Eric nailed me in the shoulder on one occasion....haha!
Off to see where the hell Beerdog went....AGAIN. Wait...whats this, a ticket machine that's unlocked!?
Told Eric to climb the sign....LOL!
Ok, seriously...where's Beerdog? Wait...I need to use the bathroom...I'm SOO drunk....hey, WTF are you guys doing in here!?
Sharon wishing there was a urinal in the girl's bathroom and pretending to use it.
Off to find Beerdog for real.
WAKE UP! (keep in mind it's like 4 am)(after taking these pictures, I promptly destroyed their room by throwing all there clothes in the dresser everywhere...(sorry about that btw
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Back out to the patio! I'm feeling better....lol! There was a cop sitting down the street watching us too, then he sped off after about an hour.
After the patio....we came up with the brilliant idea that I would sneak into Mike P's room and fall asleep on his couch. I used Trixie's extra room key, made an excuse that "My key card stopped working and my roommate is in the room sleeping", told them Mike's name (but it turned out to be under his girls name) and they recoded the key to his room.
So we all were skeeming in front of his door, Joe was filming, and I had my blanket and pillow in hand.....it was going to be EPIC. All of being drunk, we didn't think about the fact that the deadbolt AND hook lock were both latched so the keycard wouldn't even work.
So, 5am rolled around and we all crashed in Joe's room.
The next day....there was hardly anyone at the fairgrounds but there was some good deals around. I got me a NASCAR trunk lid and some Elvis memorabilia.
Back in Balitmore at Bud's house we had dinner.
Salt Lake City and San Jose landings.....and thats it.
DISCLAIMER: My recollection of what actually happened may be construed....by alcohol. Please feel free to add in or correct.
Also.....ADD SOME PHOTOS! I know there was a bunch of pictures taken (by me) at the awards ceremony (Mike P?).