

Then came the round of Irish Car Bombs provided by the bartender (gotta love Tommy's face in this one...)


And then someone had the genius idea of buying Ben a Three Wisemen.... and I still haven't forgiven that person!

Heather checks out the wisemen and Ben stares down his adversaries...


And then Ben feels the after-effects....

There was much drunken love passed around-- Tommy and me...

Ben and Dan...


And of course, Ben and me :-)

We had a lot of fun the rest of the weekend, too, but sorry, apparently no pictures! I flew back to Seattle on Sunday, luckily sitting next to a Southwest pilot who kept me entertained for most of the long 4-hour flight (I'm sure the Dewar's scotch helped, too). Together, we won the in-flight competition of who could come up with 10 body parts that are 3-letter words (there are 5 above the neck and 5 below... ready.... go!!). When my prize turned out to be bags full of honey-roasted peanuts and mini pretzels (he couldn't have any, being an employee of the airline), we decided that maybe I would get stuck somewhere on my trip, survive off the pretzels and peanuts, and then I could write in to Spirit magazine about how Southwest saved my life!!
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