An evening to remember… or at least to attempt to remember… First off I’d like to thank god for making this all possible (it worked for Mike Vick..and why does everyone give their lives to jesus after the f up? Has jesus become a contingency plan now? but I digress…) The evening was a success, and by success I mean no one died and no one was arrested…dilan…which on a pub pedal with 8 dudes and more ADD then a lifetime of ritalin could cure…that’s a success.
We started the evening off around 7:30 on my patio, havin a few premo’s and waiting for Toolman to dry off (toolman biked from SLP to my house, and become a bit persperated in the process) Jake and DRock were getting anxious…
From there we headed north to kick it all off at the NE Yacht Club…a mere 1.2 miles but it apparently felt like a fort night to a few…upon arrival we shared in a cocktail and set the rule of only 1 beer per bar.
On to the 1029 Bar for a premo and a story about this NE cop bar frequented by none other then the great Toby Keith. Cop paraphernalia drapes the walls along with cop lights and sirens…and a police door signed by the Minneapolis police staff which is sprayed with bullet holes apparently put their by Toby himself.
On to Psycho Suzie’s for some quick apps and pizza on the patio had by all except…drum roll please…Terry torpedo…yep the za aficionado passed on some za…more for Toolman…
From Psycho Suzie’s we made our way east to the NE Palace for a game of foosball and a bit of UFC on the big screen…
After a quick stop at the Palace we moved to Jimmy’s…where we found one person more excited to being watching the UFC fight Terry…our server, man was she intense. On our way to immortalize Jimmy’s with a photo we ran into Johnson…
Who for some reason wanted to throw down with Wass…after a few hand shakes and what I assumed to be Terry relating to Johnson with some Missoula stories…we were able to get a pic with Johnson…
On our way to the Gastof’s Jake explained to us Johnson’s nationality…
Johnson…Johnson it’s Swedish…Johnson…
After a few shots of snuff and some German beer…I stumbled upon an interesting sight…DRock protecting his new vehicle (aqua Geo Tracker) from Terry…I don’t think Terry was going for the vehicle.
From Gastof’s it was off to the Knight Cap and Moose’s on Monroe…unfortunately that is where the pictures and my memory of the evening start to fade so that’s about all the more I have to say. Apparently Dilan misplaced his front wheel some where in there, but I can neither confirm nor deny that claim… After a cocktail and a pretty solid wipe out, we headed to Nye’s to cap of the evening.
All and all it was a great night, which will hopefully be repeated again next year…
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