All this water made our bladders full. We head to the bathroom. I miss the ice in the urinals New Orleans style. Anyone remember that? Nothing like pee on the rocks.
Ahhh...time for dinner. I couldn't pronounce the wine, but BigB agreed it was most delicious. What a lovely dinner with Bob, Adam (Sex Search), Adam (PussyCash), Adi (PussyCash), and BigB.
The next day I'd had enough with my allergies. I asked BigB to join me and Bob on a Wal-Mart run to get some allergy meds. The hotel shuttle was nice enough to give us a ride.
We learned that it Californians could not buy firearms in Floridian Wal-Marts. So I guess it'll just be Claritin-D and Benedryl.
Next we stopped off at Best Buy so Bob could get a memory card for his camera. The nice cab driver waited for us while BigB gave him tips on which clubs would be ripe for passengers during the show.
Getting ready for the GFY Warmup Party and BigB is nowhere to be found.
Ahh....found him. Seems him and VirtuMike were hanging out for a bit.
JFK and VirtuMike pose with BigB. BigB feels a special bond with JFK; he calls JFK the "Bringer of Life". Whatever that means.
