Birthday dinner at Buca di Beppo
This is why I'm a hundred and fat! A bunch of us took Lee out for an early birthday dinner. You see, his 42nd isn't really until Monday. J/K he's really turning 33. Ah to be in my early 30s again. He chose Beppo's for its family-style ambiance and muted décor. That and the creative writing majors posing as servers.
Even though I was surrounded by tomato and cream drenched carbs, I managed to be quite self-controlled with my eating. Just a little bread, some eggplant parmagiana, and something called Pasta San Remo or something like that. Oh and a little salad. I was saving my strength for the post-dinner bowling. Oh yes. There was bowling. Out of four games, I even pulled a win out of my monogrammed Gucci bowling bag. That's right. 156 points, boys and girls. But, don't feel bad. It's all genetics.
All in all, it was a good night. Now I'm just icing my arm and waxing my balls (what?! Get your mind out of the gutter), getting ready for a re-match.
Even though I was surrounded by tomato and cream drenched carbs, I managed to be quite self-controlled with my eating. Just a little bread, some eggplant parmagiana, and something called Pasta San Remo or something like that. Oh and a little salad. I was saving my strength for the post-dinner bowling. Oh yes. There was bowling. Out of four games, I even pulled a win out of my monogrammed Gucci bowling bag. That's right. 156 points, boys and girls. But, don't feel bad. It's all genetics.
All in all, it was a good night. Now I'm just icing my arm and waxing my balls (what?! Get your mind out of the gutter), getting ready for a re-match.
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