Alrighty where do I start? Saturday got up did the usual. Went to the store and filled up my cooler with beer. Went over Lester B's (where me and Double P's B-day party was at) and unloaded my equipment. Insane Wayne was already there helping move shit around. Shit was already moved around so I started drinking some brewsters. People gradually started showing up. Let's see if I can remember who the hell was there Vicious Vern, Lisa (his lady of over two years whose name I couldn't remember fuckin brain dead), Phil, his lady (forget her name but it's ok cause I don't know Phil that well), my sister, John, Christine, Dave, Bruce Juice, (he gave me my deodorant and tooth brush and a swiss miss and a Bud), Schmitty (he gave me a bottle of root beer schnappes, shoot the root), Bruiser, and more people who I forgot. We set-up and played and had a jolly time. Bruiser, Bruce, and Schmitty, disappeared during the set, guess that they couldn't handle it. The party went late into the night. We made a bon fire in the backyard people threw-up and lots of fun. We went to the helm and my sister got really drunk and bought everybody drinks. I was doing purple hooters and I think gin and tonics. Left and passed out but Drunkenmeister stayed for some private after hours party (I miss all the good stuff).

Sunday was easter, went to the Knight for breakfast but it was closed, bastards. So me, Drunkenmeister and Double P went to Madelline's. Drank some gin and tonics and listened to some mediocre juke music. There for awhile watced the lakers smoke portland again. Went to the helm and had few drinks. Man it smells in there! It's got an automatic fart releasing machine. But you can't beat the lowdown atmosphere. Drunkenmeister and Double P went to Top of the Hill, and I went home. Got to sleep in on Monday. Hurrah!!!!