Warm Glass

Saturday, following another brutally long day at a Livermore track meet, I made my way up to the Marina for Glass' housewarming party. Recently moved in from corporate housing to a private apartment for her and the beast Dixon, Glass was ready to warm her apartment with friends and family...and it got warm.

I show up about two hours late to find everyone significantly buzzed and taking shots of Patron. Unfortunately, a Jack in the Box breakfast (chicken strips, bacon cheddar potato wedges, double bacon Western cheeseburger) and a Taco Bell dinner (two taco supremes, two beefy cheesy melts), the idea of taking shots was not in the realm of possibilities for me.

Glass, her two brothers, Hay and numerous co-workers and friends I hadn't met yet were in attendance. At about 11:30, after having talked for about an hour about going to dance somewhere, we actually manage to start moving out of the house. We decide to head down to Circa. Once there, the majority of the group decided the line was too long and we shouldn't wait, and lead the expedition across the street to another bar. There, going in, are three guys from my former fraternity (yes, I was in one), which is about as random as I could hope to get. But once inside the bar (actually, I don't even make it in, I'm still shooting the shit with the guys I know outside), the group turns around and decides it's too crowded and we should go to another bar. This leads us to KT's.

About midway through the KT's stop, I decide I need to go to the bathroom. Having only been to the one in KT's once though (and that on Golf Night, no less), I'd much rather go someplace I'm comfortable, so I literally run across the street to City Tavern to use theirs. There, I see Chris behind the bar who makes me a free shot which I down before heading back to the party.

At about 1:30, people start heading home, which leads me to Pizza Pino, the site of the infamous KFC fight a few months back. A large half Greco/half Athens later (think artichoke hearts and garlic), I've successfully completed a fast food meal trifecta for the day, and wonder just how my stomach will feel in the morning.

Verdict: just fine. Up next: First baseball games of the season, and maybe, just maybe, Skylark.