Last night a bunch of us went over to Hye Bar on Southport after our cookout where we met up with Kelly and maybe had a beer or two. Some one probably had some shots, there might even have been some pizza eaten near midnight, this of course is only speculation. Speculation, because I don’t even remember Dom and I calling Myles Tersnak to inform him of being a douchebag. I know of this because of the call I got this morning from Myles explaining the voice mail that was left.
Good times had by all.
* The rest of the photographs are on Flickr.
I don’t remember pizza at all, which is a shame because I sure it is good. But yes, this friggin website will most likely be a major nuisance for the rest of the summer. Paging Myles…
The pizza was great. The real question is do you remember the car outside my house with its’ hazards on all day/night long?
Well long story short; the guys were out there ‘jump starting’ the car and clearing it of debries that found its way onto the windshield.
Myles would be proud.
A wise man once told me that if you have your hazard lights on, you can park anywhere you want.
Even in front of the White House.
you guys called me as well to make sure i remembered how fucking amazing hot pockets really are
Well I guess one never really forgets such information: