A pretty good weekend
It is monday evening and I am sitting in my hotel room in Lethbridge Alberta. I am here for my monthly visit. I went for lunch with Kelly and Mel, and then it was off to do a couple of site inspections. I loaded the CSTS program into a computer at the office, and I have gone over my lesson plan for WHMIS tomorrow. So I am pretty much ready to get'rdone in the morning. This evening I went to the Golds here in Lethbridge..it was kind of small but there were hotties everywhere. After the Gym it was off to the cheap theatre to watch "flushed away", I wont get into talking about the movie, it was sort of a computer generated wallace and grommit, english-comedy-romance-save the world-cartoon. So basically you just turned off the old noggin for an hour or so.
This past weekend was pretty eventful. Friday Rod came into town on his way to Jamaica. We stopped into Morgans for a few games of pool, and were joined by Jennifer and a hottie from her school. I had to leave early as I needed to drive Rod to the airport at 630. This all went according to plan, but then Rod realized he did not know where his wallet was, and he realized this when we were already half way to the airport. Luckily after a fruitless search of Corys room, it turned up in the depths of his suitcase...back to the airport...just in time for check in.
Saturday night was a bit more eventful. A bunch of us all met up at 1410 to watch the game. Sandy, Linda, Lizz, Rob, Mike, Andy, Tom, Jessica, Steve and myself. The game sucked, the oilers lost, and I am starting to worry about the playoffs. The boys really need to pull up their socks and get'r done. After the game jeanine and leanna came to take me off on a bar hopping run. We went to the Rhino first, said some hellos, had a beer, and then it was off the the RustyCage. Now this bar was fucking hilarious. Live music with an assortment of characters that would make Irvine Welsch proud. I had a chick try to fight me cause i wasnt with the band (she got kicked out), I also drank my weight in alcohol, and I saw more stipper outfits than i have ever seen at the french maid. Luckily, leanna used to work there so we got treated pretty good, and i do recall the manager buying us more than a couple of shooters, which was nice. We closed the bar, and i was smart and went home immediatley after....from what i hear, jeanine and Leanna ended up at Dirty's with all the usual suspects...etc...etc...etc.
Sunday was a day of relaxing. Watched some great football, went to the gym, bought some new treats for my fish (little shrimp forget what there called....???), did laundry, and then off to bed.
Not much else to report. NMZ out

2 Comments:
One Question, Who Is Irvine Welsch?
ok ok i cant spell IRVINE WELSH already....man you are picky
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