Sharing the weekend

The weekend

Sometimes people ask, "How was your weekend?" Usually I say it was great. Sometimes I think I should share it. So, here it is:
It was a very relaxing weekend for the most part. Friday, me and my 'special friend' went to see the Dancing Queen at the Eldorado. Let me preface the situation while you wipe up the drink you just spit out, ok? Ok. My friend is a dancer, so I thought, "Hey, what a nice thing for me to do for her." See, I'm not a complete {expletive deleted}. I like to do things for people when I know they will appreciate it. We had dinner at Bistro Roxy, which was lovely. I got a {expletive deleted} up look from the waiter when I asked for the bottomless pasta bowl and took my shoes off. Eventually they were able to calm me and get my shoes back on. I ordered us a nice steak. {expletive deleted}. Anyway, great food. I was in rare form and we spent the next hour laughing and eating. I'm really good on dates. I make my dates laugh. I think this is the purpose for going out to dinner; to amuse your date. But that's just how Sturbo rolls the dice. Anyway, back to the story: The Dancing Queen is one of those canned, live casino shows downtown. I'm not going to go into great detail, but I will tell you right now that I was just expecting to sit thru this show, smile and be nice. {expletive deleted} that {expletive deleted}. From go this thing was hilarious. Everyone on stage was homosexual - I love gay people, don't get me wrong - but this was over the top. These people were not only gay, but British. Which is another realm of gay. ShowGay. No one said the thing was a comedy. I was doubled over the entire time, so was my date and so was the lady behind us. Great show, made our night.
Moving on to Saturday...
I have a large tree in my front yard. You see where I'm going with this, right? Yes, I was time to get Ryan Leaf out of the front yard. My roommate's (Tyler) boy (the Man) was here this weekend, so we put said Man to work. But only after we made a {expletive deleted} island size nacho platter.

Here are some photos from the yard.


How cute is this little bastard (actually not a bastard, I know where both of his parents are). And then he played us a song.

Yeah, I know. It makes you want to have one, right. WRONG. Anyway, onward.
Saturday night was my mom's birthday dinner at Johnny's. I had the Penne Alla Vodka. Lovely evening. Friends and family. Gave mom a car detail. I do it every year. We broke the rule and sang. She was NOT amused.
Sunday...
I got up and cleaned the shit out of my car because I think a bear had been living in it. I surmised by the 4lb dump on the floorboard and various candy wrappings. Then off to Adam's to watch some tackle football and play some Nintendo Wii. Today I bowled a personal high of 224 with 5 strikes in a row. I bowled like {expletive deleted} the rest of the day.


At the moment, I am home and getting ready to watch the rest of the Cowboy game. Go 'boys.
Thank you, and good night. Oh, and have a nacho. We still have some left.