A Saturday

Thank god that the words....www.blogger.com were in my history because I couldn't quite type it in because I'm drunk... yep... Michael too.

This is Michael. Oddgirl is drunk. I'm a fucking superstar.

The following is our drunken blog...

We started the day out like most most Saturdays; sleeping until 9:00 AM and randoml;y fondling one another yet never building up the courage or will to actually fuck. The we took some time getting acquainted with the new Starbucks in the Target down the way. I had my normal coffee. Oddgirl decided not to endulge as her stomach was bothering her. Tough shit for Oddgirl I guess.

After walking around Target we went to visit a coworker of mine who gave us (for free! Hells yes!) a decent softabll bat. We had been using the ones at the batting cage up to this point. It gave me blisters. I hate fucking blisters. Here's a pictoral history of our 30 minute batting cage expedition.

Winding up for the 9th inning grand slam


And the Diamondbacks take the Series!!!!


L.A. puts in a pinch hitter. Can.. she... get.. it... done?!?!


And.... we're WAITING!!!


While waiting for the pitch that never came, we decided to visit our favorite German bar... NORM!!!!


Nina's first drink


Michael's first drink


Three drinks later...


No really officer, we haven't had a dring to thrink today.


Two shots, two mixed drinks and a reuben later...



And that's where that ends, folks. I assure you this was the abridged version of the events that transpired here. Happy Sunday and a pleasant Monday to all.