Mmmmmm. Now that’s a beer.

So, tonight the gang played softball. It wasn’t quite the same without the lads. My Mexican Wave of 1 pretty much was lost on the crowd. Plus, my fake accent of “hit it!” and “catch that” pretty much sucked.

But, our team won. It was a great game for us…we were vying for third from the bottom…so tonight’s win was very important. We’re the best of the worst!

We went out to celebrate. We tossed a few back and threw a few darts. I thought I was at my maximum when I turned around to discover I had a whole ‘nother beer to drink. Bevan took it upon himself to put me one over. Thanks, Bev. You’re a peach. I’m not so young anymore. I can’t just party all night then get up at the buttcrack of dawn and be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed like I used to.

So, I’m one over right now, but still managing to type just fine. The Black & Tans were fab, the game was great, and Fishdog hit 2 homeruns. So life is good. The only thing missing from tonight? The lads.