Weekend in Minny
Yep, the hawks sucked but we got wasted to compensate for it. We left Iowa City about 1:30 AM on Saturday morning. The giggle factory in the back seat fell asleep by the time we got to Cedar Rapids, the reset of the drive was pretty quiet.
We got to a parking lot in Minneapolis within sight of the dome by about 6:15 AM. There were only about 5 cars in the lot when we got there, apparently we missed the memo because we were the only ones in the lot that didn't have a keg. We did see the coolest cooler in the history of tailgating. We ran into Kuby, he made sure to use that beerbong...twice.
As you know the game sucked, but I got some video of the Hawks taking the field. Like I said, the game blew ass but at least they sell beer at the Metrodome to take the edge off a little...
We headed to our Embassy Suites after the disappointing game. Big Kid and Trudy didn't bother with a nap but the rest of us got anywhere from 15 minutes to an hour of sleep before heading down to the lobby for that glorious free happy hour.
A simple little prank on Big Kid when he went to
the bathroom turned changed the course of our evening entirely.
When Benson went to take care of a little pisscapade, Jeff wrote a little note
to the ladies at the table next to us saying that Craig wanted to go to the club
with them tonight. When he came back we all got in line for more drinks
after Evan dropped the note off, by the time we came back Benson was sitting and
playing a game with them. Turns out the two moms and three daughters were
from South Dakota and were in town to do some shopping. We all continued
to get wasted through happy hour and Big Kid got challenged.
The 32 year old mother of a 7 year old arm wrestled
Big Kid, then tried to take on Evan.
We apparently weren't banged up enough at this point, after a change of clothes the five of us met the moms and daughters in the lobby and headed for downtown Minneapolis. After a debacle of a 45 minute train ride we got to a bar. Big Kid was working his moves the whole night to guarantee his spot for pic of the week...
Cab ride back and it was crash time for Trudy and I. Evan got back a little later, Jeff and Big Kid didn't stop the party though, they rolled the cooler up to the 9th floor for a few more drinks.
Sunday morning came way too early, we scraped our lives together enough to barely make it to the free breakfast in the lobby by 9:30. We headed out by around 10 and rode the Avenue of the Saint's back into Iowa. The intellectual conversation that Jeff added was amazing on the way back like, "What happens if you're at the North Pole and someone gives you directions to go North. What do you do?" and "How do they know how animals are natively from?" Luckily Man Bear Pig was available to settle a few questions we had about the Avenue of the Saints and wind turbines so those discussions didn't go as long as the origins of socks conversation did.
If anyone is interested in going to San
Antonio with us or meeting up down there for the Alamo Bowl let me know.
I've got hotel reservations set up but I only have 6 seats in my vehicle.
