it's been said,
"somedays you get the bear. and somedays the bear gets you".
needless to say, the bastard didn't get the bear last night.
in fact what he got was a paddlin at the hofbrauhaus.
it's the only place I've gone where I don't care if they screw up my food order because I'm there for a stein of "lake beer I can dock my boat to".
but what happened was,
my party had also ordered shots of apple scnapps.
shots come on a paddle.
so needless to say, we all got a paddlin.
then the bastard essentially made no headway with the dice.
this always strikes me as a every other kind of thing.
so who knows,
next year can end up being a more lucrative trip instead of a more paddly trip.
at least I can still sit down.