Weekend Made Me Tired

I dropped Kent off at the airport in Sac about three hours ago, for his return flight to San Diego. It was an enjoyable weekend with one of my best friends. Although, I am exhausted.

Too much beer, may be the main reason for this. Between the two of us, there were many gallons consumed. Kent drained my fridge of "Pilsner Urquell", which was just as well because I don't like it any way. (It was a remanent of a previous girlfriend). All of the St. Stans and Anchor Steam/Anchor Porter somehow disappeared, as did a growler of Pine Creek KGB.

Meanwhile, the micro-brewery in town made a sum of money off of us as well. I remember seven porters for me and a horrible IPA. I think that Kent had five porters, an ale, and a specialty beer. This was just on Friday night. On Saturday night, Kent and I each had two porters. (I had to be at work at 0430 on Sunday, otherwise...)

There was this waitress there that Kent was trying to hit on. But she kept shooting him down. She was, for some reason, fixated on me (according to Kent), but I wasn't really interested. Hippy chicks just don't do it for me, maybe it was all of the time that I spent in Yosemite, and the hippie culture there.

I also took Kent out shooting. He is dangerous with a gun. My brother handed him the weapon and Kent "killed" a hay bale. (He pulled the trigger accidentally). Luckily, Water Rat was out of the way and there was a clear background. I think that the shot startled him as he didn't want to try again.

We also hung out with Water Rat and his family, as well as my parents on Saturday afternoon. Kent hadn't seen the folks in over ten years. (Since just after we graduated college).

All in all, it was a great weekend. Thank God it is over. I need the sleep and the sobriety.

Pics soon to follow.