Randimus Prime and I, Mike-atron, spent most of yesterday recovering from lack of sleep (his due to riding the train all night, mine due to crashing on a couch) and eventually dragged out butts out for a grocery run, and then dinner at Roxx with
mcmquaig and
mashbyh, which was a good time.
Then Randy and I were off to the Sheagle (yes I darkened their doorstep) and while it wasn't one of the usual bear-heavy nights, there was still a good smattering of folks I knew to introduce him to and catch up with.
supercub, did you ever find your shirt again, honey? *giggle*
It was nice to be recognized in my Bear Paws Massage shirt and pick up a little business even though I'm not working there anymore. *grin*
We went on a quest for doughnuts and then finally home and back to slumbertime. With all the leather guys at at the bar (it was, um, A.S.S. night) I still had to administer the birthday boy's spankings myself. 35 is a lot of licks. ;)
Best line of ensuing hilarity of the night: Teen Steam. Gotta let it out. ;)