I think the weekend really drained all the energy out of us cause everyone was a little out of it on Sunday. Once again, Megan and Wiz made us breakfast. Actually, I think it was Megan and Tia that did the work. Wiz was still sleeping. The plan was to hit up Baker Street Pub & Grill for their bloody mary happy hour. I don't drink that mess but they did have free pool all day so it was good. We hogged up all three tables for a good amount of time. We stayed so long, we saw new employees roll through. Eventually, other people wanted to play pool so we were nice and let them.

This one guy, Amir, came in and wrecked shop. Craig and I came close a couple of times but he still went undefeated. Wiz was on the other table killin people too. Tia bit Amir for fun and it still didn't stop him. I don't think Craig liked that too much. I wonder if she remembers that. I'm pretty sure our waittress, Natalie, probably could've made a car payment with all the money she made off of us.

Later that night, we went to some bowling alley where you bring your own drinks. I don't know how it worked out but our two lanes were stuck in between two different high school outings. I swear these kids were gonna break the wood on the lanes. Everyone was kinda turning into zombies at this point. Everyone was tired so we decided to head back home. It was an early night but I think we all agreed it was time to go home and pass out.

The good thing about our Kroger trip from the night before was the breakfast food we got. Megan and D-Wiz cooked up some food for all of us to enjoy. We did the usual routine of recouting the previous night's happening. We looked through everyone's camera for all the hilarious pictures from Baker Street Pub & Grill. After everyone got their shiz together, we headed out to the mall. The girls were the only ones to buy stuff. We did manage to get some good burritos from Freebird. It's similar to Pancheros and Chipotle but it was still nice to hit up a new place. I almost killed myself with a sample of the habanero sauce.

We got back to he house to get our sexy gear on before we hit up Downtown Fort Worth. After passing up on a couple of prospects, we decided to hit up The Pour House. It was kind of a dingy place but we had a good time. Our pool games were interrupted by these two meth heads. This guy had like 5 or 6 teeth and wouldn't shut up. I can't even remember all the crap that he was saying. I was kinda lookin forward to seeing him play but he took his money off the table and left before it was his turn. Since most of us wanted to dance, we hit up Aqua Lounge. It was this ritzy type place. we could sit in special couches but we had to pay $150 for a bottle of vodka. Fuck that noise.

We took another room that was free and set up shop in there. We were about 11 deep in there and others were initially scared to come in. We got a good laugh out of it. For some reason, I told our waittress that it was my birthday. Everyone decided to keep the lie going all night. The DJ kept giving me shout outs all night. It was awesome. After he got done with his 30 minutes of house music, we took over the dance floor. It was Wiz, Big D, and myself out there initially. More people joined after they saw us. Some bachelorette party found their way to me. I was down with it of course. Some of my friends said that some chick that was dancing with me took off her wedding ring and put it on another finger. I didn't see that. The group of 8 chicks were asking me for dance lessons. It was freakin hilarious. I'm not the best dancer in the world but I guess people with no skills will take lessons from anywhere.

Public Service Announcement: Don't ever have Big D be your wing man when the friend he's supposed to occupy isn't that brisk. Yes, this is me being bitter.

All in all, it was a good night. That was the best birthday party I ever had. Too bad it wasn't even my birthday.

Note to self... be one of the first to take a shower when you have 9 people in one house. I guess a cold shower wasn't that bad of a way to start the day. Stacy decided to go to work with Megan while Big D and Craig went with D-Wiz's work. They're both teachers and apparently it's cool if random people show up. Tia and I were still knocked out by the time they got back. Later on, Wiz picked Andrea and Cedric up from the airport. We let them get a tour and unwind for 2 seconds before we headed out to Happy Hour at Baker Street Pub & Grill. Who has Happy Hour for 6 or 7 hours? I wasn't complaining though.

We drank... and drank... took pictures... played pool... and drank some more. We had some bar food which was top notch. I could see why Megan and Wiz liked that place. I swear it was like singles night. Everyone at that place was cool. It was a pleasant surprise. Some of Megan's friend joined us and one of them decided to show off her knockers (thank God for digital cameras). There isn't much to tell besides the numerous "you should've been there" stories. The night cap at the Wiltz house was brief and we all passed out earlier than expected.

Oh, I almost forgot... a special middle finger goes out to Kroger grocery store for not serving us alcohol at 11:56 p.m. Texas has some B.S. law that you can't buy booze after midnight on a weeknight. We got to the cashier 4 minutes early and she needed to see all of our ID cards. Since Big D, Craig, and I all have out of state licenses, she said she couldn't serve us. WTF? So I took off sprinting to 7-11 to buy some beer before midnight but by the time we got finished arguing with the Kroger lady and my lazy sprint, I got to 7-11 just in time to be denied. Son of a bee sting. So we had to drink the hard stuff until we decided to head to bed.

Man, it sucks getting up early. Since I procrastinated, I had a bunch of crap to get done at 4:30 a.m. Oh well. My flights went pretty smooth. I had a few hours in St. Louis to catch up on Prison Break. I bought season 2 months ago and I just now started them. After Megan picked me and Stacy up from the airport, we went back to the Wiltz house. They're place is freakin sweet. It's one of those "American Dream" type places.

After D-Wiz got back from the other aiport with Tia and Craig, we started with the usual catching up and all that good shiz. I decided to take off with Wiz and go to high school practice. Those kids weren't that great. I had a good time. I forgot how much shit high school kids talked. It was funny. This 6'7" guy that just got drafted by the Astros came and threw to some of the players so he could get work in before he had to report to Florida. He was alright. I could've hit him.

By the time Wiz and I got back to his house, Big D was here and they were all in the backyard enjoying the TX weather and drinks. It was just like college. Jokes coming from left and right. People getting harassed in a "friendly" manner. We even put Paul on speakerphone just to talk shit. It was just like to good old days. Today, Andrea and Cedric get in in. We'll see what Day 2 has to offer.

It's too bad the weekend is just about over. My hockey team finally got back on the winning side of things. Well, part of my hockey team. We had some players missing and we borrowed some guys so we had people to sub in. I even had some fans in the stands. Lauren, Andi, and Krystal showed up and halfway paid attention. I think those girls were more interested in talking with each other than actually watching the game. I scored the last goal of the game and they all lied and said they saw. Great job, "friends"! After that, we hit up Buffalo Wild Wings to fuel up for another night at Spy Bar. As always, it was filled with familiar faces. Another solid night out. Note to self, don't have Krystal as a pool partner after she's had a few drinks. Way to let the team down. HAHAHA j/k.

Saturday was pretty dull until the night came around. Somehow, I got mixed up in girls' night at the casino. Lauren and Andi asked if I wanted to go to the casino and I agreed. Next thing I know, Lindsey was in the car and we were on our way to pick up some girl named Diana. Man, it was fun. I'm sure I walked in looking like:

A: someone who paid to have girls around him
B: their sugar daddy
C: some lucky mofo that people kept staring at

Anyway, some of them ditched me and Lindsey so we made our way to the penny slots. I don't get down like that so I just watched her play for a little bit. I thought the idea of penny slots was to make the money last longer. She put $5 in and I swear it was gone in about 5 minutes. I had to find a spot on the blackjack table so we found the rest of the girls and then I left them to hit up the high rollers table at the $5 blackjack table. I sat down and didn't move until it was time to go. The girls lost all their money and I still wanted to stay. I finally got off the table with $75 more dollars than I started with. Now I'm stuck wondering how much I could've went home with if they were still gambling. Oh well. They made up for it with hysterical conversation at Perkins. We were the loudest in there and I think Lindsey and I were competing for loudest laugh. Those were good times. Thanks ladies.