If you haven't done so already make sure to check out the first installment of this 2 part series.
Now, where did we leave off. Oh that's right our faithful hero had made it home after a very long night of drinking, and had his manliness insulted.
I awoke early afternoon and RPG had already headed off to work. Luckily enough because of my extensive pre-game preparations before I headed out to Boston, I was indeed not hung-over. Some may say that this is a glorious turn of events, and other that know me really well might say that drinking excess amounts of Jack Daniels and not having a hang-over may actually be a sign of alcoholism.
Jury's still out.
I got a call from RPG roughly around 1 something seeing if I wanted to get some lunch. Of course I hadn't eaten, nor really done anything, so I agreed. He left work a bit early and we rolled to Coolidge Corner Clubhouse. Not going to lie, this was one of my favorite places on the trip to Boston. We enjoyed some jack and cokes in pint glasses, and some delicious huge sandwiches, and then some more Jack and cokes. It was a glorious place. I probably could have stayed there all day and night, but we had things we needed to do.
We headed home and began to do work. And by doing work I mean pouring Jack Daniels into flasks and taking shots before heading to Fenway park. the greatest place on earth. Seriously.
We headed to La Verdad, a bar outside Fenway, to meet up with RPG's roommate. Probably my favorite sub pot/side story of the whole weekend that I wasn't really able to exploit much was that RPG's roommate happens to be moving out near the beginning of September.
I was wondering if any of you remember the theatrical performance Riverdance? You know Michael Flatley who's feet look as if they are moving independently of his body? Well, as it happens if you thought Riverdance was no more, you my friends are 100% wrong. Riverdance is alive and well AND touring the country come this September. How do I know this y
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