Old roommate Dave "Visco" Vislosky and our friend Terry came in to town on Saturday, which can only mean one thing: Hangover Sunday! I haven't been out that late in a long time, and it was quite a blast. We closed the Arena and got some early morning grub at the Fleetwood Diner. Somehow, they went out into the 88 degree heat and played golf this afternoon. I just sat inside and drank all kinds of water, and plus I napped. There was a bit of staring and blinking in there, too.
Here's Terry and Elaine, and a very tired-looking Visco.
So for some parting hilarity, enjoy some wonderful de-motivational posters:
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