THE LABRADOODLE

Pretty much ran the gamut as far as range of events last weekend. Friday night, Ang and I celebrated Valentine's Day. It was nice. Saturday morning, I had my first game for the second basketball league I am playing in. We pretty much blew the other team out and ended up winning by like thirty points. Saturday after the game, I changed clothes, packed up, threw the motorcycle in the back of the truck and headed to Damon's ranch outside of Lampassas for Kenneth's batchelor party. Got there a little after lunch. The plans for this batchelor were to put on our cowboy hats, hit up some hill country honky tonks and have a few drinks. That idea lasted about two minutes after getting on the bus. I believe the statement was "Who gives a fuck what the batchelor wants to do? We're doing what we want to do." With that said, we headed to Austin. Overall, it was a good time that night. I ended up passing out at my apartment because I didnt want to ride back to Lampassas in a limo bus full of drunks at two in the morning. Got a ride out there to pick up my truck the next morning and came home and rested.

Memorable events: Ryan and his Labradoodle shirt, CHEERLEADERS...LIBERTY HILL!!!, "some cowboy just grabbed my ass!".

Last night, several of us went out for Fat Tuesday and I was reminded again why I hate sixth on Mardi Gras. Too many trashy people. Never again. We went over to Glass for a bit and then hit up the Library and The Dizzy Rooster. Home early.