“Paul, we need you to go to Blind Bear,” came my orders from the BBQ team leaders about 10:30 yesterday morning. “Almost all of Brad’s regulars are on BBQ teams. He’s going to be more or less by himself all day. We need you to go keep him company.” Of course, I was planning on going down to Tom Lee Park and getting some dirt under my fingernails. But I went to Blind Bear as ordered and had 8 PBRs and 2 Fireballs at D-RANKS with B-RAD.
However, I do have a bit of a defiant streak. By 3:30 I couldn’t take it anymore. “I know I’m most effective when I’m not at the park,” I told myself, “but dammit, I want to roll up my sleeves and get to work.” So, without asking permission from the team leaders, I walked down to Tom Lee. As you can see, the team was mostly sitting around, and I think a visit from workhorse “Mr. Load-in” instilled in them the work ethic they will need to get through this week.
The team sent me to Max’s Sports Bar to make sure everything was okay there, and about 8 I got hungry. I did something I have not done since the year began with a “1”: I went to Spaghetti Warehouse.
15-layer lasagne with a side salad with Thousand Island. The best part of the meal, however, was complimentary: Those loaves of bread with the garlic butter for dipping. Oh my God sooooooo good. I don’t know why I don’t think to go to Spaghetti Warehouse more often. It’s just slightly off the beaten path, but due to the fact that it’s on the way to the brewery it has come back on my radar.
To wish the Grizzlies luck for their game vs. Golden State tonight (8:30 tip-off, FedExForum, on TNT) I’m going to post Mr. Green, the icon I post when I mention the BBQ lighting device I’m not allowed to mention on this blog anymore. Because Mr. Green > Draymond Green.
(I mentioned the BBQ lighting device I’m not allowed to mention anymore )
I closed the Flying Saucer last night. But I decided that wasn’t much of an accomplishment given the Saucer’s midnight closing time on Sunday. So I stayed out til 3 and closed Bardog too.
Time to get back at it. Maybe I can sneak down to the park before the team leaders come up with alternate things for me to do. I want some dirt under my fingernails!