So the plan was to go to work, have dinner at Pop-Pop's, meet up with gabe before the game, hang out/drink, maybe get a little sleep then head to the airport.
Everything was going according to plan until game, when I found out that Gabe had to back work after so no drinking. Now, I'm all alone at Gabe's (the other two are already in KC). Well, at least it gives me some time to write a blog entry.
Ever notice how there is like one week in people's lives when they actually want to get carded for beer? Think about it. Before you're 21, you don't want to get carded b/c a) You're not going to get served b/c you don't have a card, b) You're going to lose your fake, c) you're going to be worried about b. Then right after your 21st, you want to get carded because you can actually produce one. Shortly after that it just becomes a nuisance. It becames even more annoying after spending four months in Europe and they'll serve you if you look 16.
I thought of this tonight at the game when I saw the guys walking around selling beers. I asked my dad, "Do they card here?" I got my answer a couple innings later when my dad gave me the six bucks for a Miller and the guy carded me. I don't know if it's because I was in Europe and didn't get carded at all, but it seems that I've been getting carded a lot lately.
Last week, when I went out lunch with Dan, the waitress didn't card us until i decided to order a drink. Then I get carded tonight...
Ok, I just realized I'm nuts because I also didn't get carded at Applebee's (although I was with my 'rents) or at Famous Dave's.
Well, this long weekend should be fun, especially if I'm not tired the whole time. We have to be at the airport around 5am, and then meetings start at 1pm (12pm EDT).