A third pretty good day in a row. We got new computers for work. The Boss was surprisingly calm about it. But The New didn't really approve. Of course, no one expected him to.
I went to Game Night tonight. It's hosted by Chief Rule Breaker, who is actually insistent on everyone learning and following the rules. I lost some Star Wars type game twice - once to Scott Day who I rudely referred to as "you." (I wasn't sure his name was Scott or not.)
I considered running when I got home, but my roommate began a long-lasting conversation, in which I learned the Russian mob runs New York, man.
See that piece of heaven on earth above? That's where the real shit goes down. Best backboards anywhere. Ask the dude I met there last Saturday night. His name was Wayne and he was from Carolina. His brother was having a CD release party in the church across the street. Wayne dunked it even though it had been over two days since his last slam. Then he got out his camera phone to take a picture of the backboard. All this while claiming to weigh 320 lbs.
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