Booze & Bowling

Last night started at Fuji-ya in uptown for sushi and cocktails for GC's friend's birthday dinner. From there we headed to Park Tavern for one of my all-time favorite activities: drunk bowling. I had been secretly wanting to do this for quite some time, but it always seemed too dorky and/or inappropriate to suggest. Good thing GC came up with it all on her own. Great minds think alike.

After booze and bowling, we went to the Imperial Room and met up with our guy friends. The drinks picked up where we left off. When we came to the realization they were more intoxicated than us, we tried to catch up.

The rest of the night went as follows:

1.) One of our guy friends was hit on by a dude, one guy looking to pick a fight when he got shot down.

2.) Engaged Guy (now Married Guy) was at the bar working his magic with ghetto chicks. That is to say, he tried anyway.

3.) Shopping cart mayhem. We came back to my apartment where GC took a spin in the shopping cart. Photographic evidence was taken.

My Diet Coke tastes like Captain right now.