2:06 PM Monday, <March 15>, <2004>
Back from the PBI (West Palm Beach) from a long weekend of beach time. It's so nice down there. SBR '04 Score! A quick couple shout outs to the Inker/Double Double for putting this together, and the Kindreds for the food, the hospitality, and the ChuckTown, Holler. Good times, good times. The recap, mostly broken down by meals: thursday fly in, mad car Avis rentals, stop at Steak and Shake for a split shake with fudge, breakfast at Sonny's at the Days Inn, a day on the beach with beer friz and ocean time, no e.coli this time. Friday night dinner at a cuban joint, quite good, then caps, music off a powerbook, the playing on Saturday. Got used to the sand, won all our games, stupid matches games to 7-7-5 if necessary, no individual games lost, even beat Sunburnt. Saturday night food at a local bar/tavern, more caps, Sunday breakfast and play, get to Semis and lose to other Miami team, who loses to Sunburnt in the finals. Ick. Cookies and Cream milkshake and toasted coconut on a cake cone for a snack. Trip up to Ft. Lauderdale to the Kindred's for pasta, meatballs, and cake. Relaxing on the intercoastal waterway, Oh Hell, and a sketchy Ramada. Early flight, last purple line express, and here I am at work. Water's nice. Board shorts are nicer. Sleep would be good. GPRS slow but usable, even in Florida. Missed Alias. But good times. Holler.