ChiSox, Sierra Nevada, & Rachel

As usual, the weekend was good times but way too short. There is definitely not enough time each weekend for baseball, football, partying, and sleeping. Sleeping almost always gets the short end of this deal and this weekend was no exception. I do not regret my decisions as the weekend was a blast.

On Friday, my boss was nice enough to let me leave a little early to go watch the ChiSox game. Good decision on his part as I'm worthless after lunch on Fridays anyway. How can I be expected to work knowing ladies and beer await in just a few hours? Add a Chicago playoff game and I'm counting down the minutes.

I met up with Tim, Jay, Mo, and Dunsing at Manhattan's in the south loop. Although it was only a mile from my office (technically on the north side of the city), it truly felt like the south side. After exiting the L, I was promptly asked by a lady with several kids in a van if I had any gasoline so she could get back to the projects. Sure lady, I've got some here in my front pocket. Idiot. Then she asked for gas money. I said no. She asked why. I said I needed it to drink beer. The end. Go away lady.

I must say I was a fan of Manhattan's. Nothing fancy inside but it had a good atmosphere for the game. Even better were the $8 pitchers of Sierra Nevada. Haven't had it in a while and it was delicious. Once it hits your lips. The game was great with El Duque providing some Cy Young worthy relief and plenty of "I hate the BoSox because..." comments from Tim and Jay. Good stuff. Just as good was being drunk by 6:00.

Afterwards, everyone went their own way with plans to meet up at 9:00 at my place. Only Tim would return. The others were sleeping, doing homework, dead in a ditch, whatever. It was of no concern. JB came over too and we downed some vodka tonics before heading to McGee's to meet up with Dana (JB's better half) and her friends, Rachel 1 and Rachel 2. Now, I don't like McGee's. Tim hates McGee's. The place offers plenty of hot chicks but the negatives are too great with crappy bands and douchebags everywhere. Regardless, I'm on board for going as I've met Rachel 1 before and want to hook up with her.

We meet up with the ladies and they are all drunk already. Good start. After a few drinks with us, the ladies decide shots are a good idea. They were wrong. The shots led to several monetary issues for me. First, I ordered drinks and owed the barkeep $22. I gave him $40 and walked away without realizing I just tipped close to 100%. Later, I put shots on a credit card, signed for it, and walked away without my card. These issues did not help the fact that I spent $150 for the night. Ouch. Even worse, Rachel 1 got too drunk (and sick) and left early. Hook up with her is not a go. Sad ending to a quality Friday.