On alcohol
A what a nice weekend. Friday night Sean and I hung out at Scott's place watching TV. Scott made these awesome cookies from a dough that his brother brought over. Scott's brother manages one of the restaurants in Santana Row. These were amazing oatmeal raisin cookies. I practically ate all of them.
Saturday I went for a short run and then picked up a new pair of running shoes. They're called Nike Free. What's special about these shoes is they're supposed to mimic what it would be like to run barefoot. Apparently running barefoot is the new trend running these days. I just picked them up because I wanted a secondary pair of training shoes. The shoes are amazingly comfortable and fit like a pair of good sandals. I'm going to do some intervals tomorrow with these shoes to see how they fair with actual running. Well after that bit of running shopping I went up to Palo Alto for the 6th Annual Choo Choo & Brew. From what I learned over the weekend, this apparently started out as someone's birthday celebration but has since grown. We started drinking at the Rose and Crown and Palo Alto and finished up 6 stops later in Burlingame. I didn't get trashed but I got really buzzed unlike a few other people there who just totally destroyed themselves. A good time was had by all and we saw a few familiar faces that we haven't seen for a while.
Sunday we had a barbecue and Sean's place. This was supposed to be a post-whitewater rafting trip barbecue but it ended up with the normal group hanging out with each other as always. We're trying to add new members to our group but we can't ever seem to find anyone who fits our stringent criteria. Actually we just can't find anyone who drinks as much as we do. We're not alcoholics, I swear. So at the barbecue I arrived to find a bottle protruding from a watermelon. Sean, Scott, and Sherry had the idea of trying to infuse the watermelon with vodka. It actually turned out really great. The watermelon tasted like vodka and the vodka that leaked out tasted like watermelon. Nice and tasty.
I just found out that a man by the name of Richard Whitely died. This name will probably mean nothing to anyone reading this except those who come from England. Whitely was the host of a gameshow called Countdown. I used to watch this show religiously as a kid, so it's sad to hear that he passed away.
There a lot more thoughts in my brain but I have to organize them first.
Saturday I went for a short run and then picked up a new pair of running shoes. They're called Nike Free. What's special about these shoes is they're supposed to mimic what it would be like to run barefoot. Apparently running barefoot is the new trend running these days. I just picked them up because I wanted a secondary pair of training shoes. The shoes are amazingly comfortable and fit like a pair of good sandals. I'm going to do some intervals tomorrow with these shoes to see how they fair with actual running. Well after that bit of running shopping I went up to Palo Alto for the 6th Annual Choo Choo & Brew. From what I learned over the weekend, this apparently started out as someone's birthday celebration but has since grown. We started drinking at the Rose and Crown and Palo Alto and finished up 6 stops later in Burlingame. I didn't get trashed but I got really buzzed unlike a few other people there who just totally destroyed themselves. A good time was had by all and we saw a few familiar faces that we haven't seen for a while.
Sunday we had a barbecue and Sean's place. This was supposed to be a post-whitewater rafting trip barbecue but it ended up with the normal group hanging out with each other as always. We're trying to add new members to our group but we can't ever seem to find anyone who fits our stringent criteria. Actually we just can't find anyone who drinks as much as we do. We're not alcoholics, I swear. So at the barbecue I arrived to find a bottle protruding from a watermelon. Sean, Scott, and Sherry had the idea of trying to infuse the watermelon with vodka. It actually turned out really great. The watermelon tasted like vodka and the vodka that leaked out tasted like watermelon. Nice and tasty.
I just found out that a man by the name of Richard Whitely died. This name will probably mean nothing to anyone reading this except those who come from England. Whitely was the host of a gameshow called Countdown. I used to watch this show religiously as a kid, so it's sad to hear that he passed away.
There a lot more thoughts in my brain but I have to organize them first.
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