Summertime, where the livin's easy

(5/13/06)
Hey Cody, how was your weekend?

Oh, the usual. Started off waking up a little hung over from a bachelor party, headed out to the lake for a while and finished it off with a 21st birthday party.

So pretty standard?

Yup.

And now, here's the full story: I woke up on Saturday morning with the still drunken buzz of a properly thrown bachelor party. Friday night we took Ken Flannigan, one of my pledge brothers, out for a whole lotta drinks (including some really good whiskeys I had never tried before). I'd tell you more about it, but its against the unwritten law of groomsmen (you know, like the "stays in Vegas" thing). Anywho, while I was waiting to find out whenwherehow I was getting to Lake Travis with the Bastrop crew I played some Halo on my newly acquired X-Box and had some Ramen for breakfast. I finally got the call after kicking a plethora of alien ass and met up with the boaters at the HEB on Manor Rd., aka The Ghetto. After purchasing the necesarry supplies, I left my car there and headed out to Lake Travis.

After launching the boat (and cracking a keystone) we headed out in search of a nice cove to make our own. When we got there Jason started inflating the life raft (one of those 12 foot water trampolines). Shortly after slicing my foot open on the boat, my baby called and told me she would meet us at the LCRA park at Mansfeild Dam. Jason untied the anchor (but left it in the water) while I doctored (babied) my wound, handed the rope to Stacey and Zia on the trampoline, and we took off. It was hilarious, we just left the girls there. After we picked up Michelle we headed back to our cove where we found a boat parked next to the trampoline. Darren and Janna had sailed in to the rescue. Stacey and Zia were proud to announce to Michelle that they had bought her a Bubba Keg (I have no idea who that is in the picture) to share their Stoli and lemonade. I had my Keystone, Jason his Tecate, and Janna and Darin God only knows what. So we all enjoyed an afternoon of sun, booze, a little cliff jumping, and a lot of relaxation. When we finally got off the water we swung by The Iguana Grill and had a couple of margarittas. Michelle and I would have stayed for dinner, but it was getting late and I still had two more shindigs I had promised to grace with my presence.

We stopped off at Posse East on the way home to tell Ron and Cindy congratulations. They are 2 Posse regulars who got married earlier in the day and were having their wedding reception at the Posse. Michelle and I grabbed some free food, ate it on the roof, said our goodbyes, and headed for home to freshen up for the evening events. Unfortunately, the sun and lake (and 50+ hour work week) had taken its toll on Michelle and she crashed when we got to my place. When I woke her up to get going, she told me she'd rather sleep but I should go out and have fun (damn she's the coolest). And so fun I had... well, more fun on top of the rest of the day. And how so you may ask? Why by adding another name to The List.

Kacie Walch (formerly known as Leslie Schulman) turned 21 at midnight. So after walking to get my car I headed Downtown. Halfway there I was redirected by a call from the birthday girl telling me how the Cabbie was a dick and I told her I'd pick up whoever got left behind. We got Downtown just in time to miss Kacie's first drink. The night progressed about as usual for a 21st. The girls just wanted quick shots, multiple bars, some booty music, and lots of pictures. The guys however gave up on trying to buy a drink at each place, I mean its uneconomical to buy beers just to slam them and run to the next place. By the end of the night I think Kacie was on her 15th drink, including the kinky Muff Diver they give at Paradise. We ended the night dancing in the basement club Barcelona where I had to act as the human sheild between the girls and the creepy guy (you all know the type). I was one of only 3 of the original 6 guys that made it this far as the other half went back to a previous bar to hit on some prospects. Once we finally left 6th... er were forced off the street by the mounted APD cavalry... we headed back our rides home. While the birthday girl and her roomates for the weekend were deciding what to do (where to drink next) I got a call from the E-bus crowd telling me they were kinda stuck. Not being one to enjoy debates, I went and picked them up and drove back to the rest of the crowd before anyone had noticed I had gone (cuz I'm a ninja like that biatch!). The decision was made to head back to Kacie's. So with ten people in my car we went. Yeah, I found out you can fit 10 people in my Crown Victoria; 2 less than we stuffed into one in Mexico once. I ended my night some time around 4:15am, after playing MarioKart Double Dash (and kicking ass), and headed home to my baby. Like I said, just another usual weekend.