Forty never looked so good

Sorry this post wasn't up yesterday but I was recoperating from the weekend... oh wait. That was Kevin, not me. I felt great. No headache, no unexlpained bruises and I even had the stomach to eat yesterday. I think Kevin had a good time, though and that's all that matters.



As you all know the evening started at Bambino's with a lovely dinner and drinks. As I was reviewing the photos I was startled by the size of the margarita glasses at Bambino's. As you can see from the photo below, the glasses were BIGGER than Darin's head. And all for $4.



I had a Purple Haze Martini. It was made with Vodka, Blue Curacao, and Cranberry Juice. The first one was excellent and purple -- a purple drink in Lawrence is the only way to go. The second one was blue and not so good. I think it was Vodka, Blue Curacao, and Vodka!

I know everyone really like my camera phone. The flash was a big hit. A lot of the pictures turned out blurry because no one would hold still. This photo of Andrew turned out, but he has his eyes closed and turned his head. Thanks, Andrew.






I had a good time at Johnnie's. I especially like that Lawrence doesn't allow smoking in the bars. That was GREAT! No smokey haze, no stinky clothes, and no burning eyes. I love Lawrence! Wait, I think I got carried away there. I love Lawrence's smoking ban! Here are more photos some photos from Johnnie's -- I hope Kevin liked his shirt!





From Johnnie's we bounced from bar to bar, only actually getting in to The Ranch. I am much too old for bars like that. The music was too loud, the crowd was too big, and the people too young! We were packed into a corner of the bar, yelling to communicate, hanging out with a bear. Kimmie, my hot wife, did get asked to dance though. It must be the Pound Plunge -- as of last night Kimmie has lost 16.3 lbs (over 7 weeks). She officially passed me in percentage of weight lost... not for long though, I'm motivated now. Anyway... back to the photos... here is The Ranch.





This is Mark and Sarah with an "H". I think we took it easy on her. I would hate for any of us to scare her off...





In the end, it was a good evening. Kim and I missed breakfast, but so did the brithday boy.

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