I’m definitely in girding loins territory
while finishing preparations for the final Pub Crawl of the 60th
Birthday celebration season. Apparently we’ve had fairly good times on the earlier
ones because some vets of the Keene crawl are showing up to spread the doctrine
to the residents of Worcester. Shrewsbury Street may never be the same again. I
conducted reconnaissance last night with a “rare” Friday appearance at Brew
City – the start and finish line for today’s events. Our usual waitress will be
working today as well and said she looked forward to seeing us before and
after.
Buddy and I have spent the morning
watering plants and cleaning up the first floor to receive guests, okay that
was mostly me. My wife has truly ruined me. She finally figured out what I was
doing today and I got the askance look last night during our FaceTime call. She
didn’t look too upset at being absent as she somehow similarly managed for both
the previous ones. Method to this madness I’m claiming.
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| Crawling with Dad and Friends |
The First Blog Reader has seemingly
bred true because she was out on a miniature pub crawl herself this week, if
the pictures are to be believed. Her father acquired his nom de guerre Wingman,
during a similar affair a couple years ago in Portsmouth. She also got some
hang time with her future BFF. I’m so stoked that I’ll be seeing the entire California
contingent next week in Panama along with their East Coast counterparts. I will
definitely be entering the “too much fun to be healthy” zone.
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| Geez, Mom I have No Idea Where Dad Is |
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| Kept the Faith Dad |
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| With her Friend |
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| Happy Girl |
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| Happy Girls |
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| Just Loves Hanging out with Dad |
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