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Friday night got settled around 8pm, and ended up at Skinny Slims since 3 other bartenders told us to go there (always go where the bartenders go). It was 30 degrees, and sucked.
Saturday we took the streetcar around and did the memorial, which was of course heartbreaking. some random eating and drinking because it was 32 degrees, and almost sucked as bad. Ended at the Gardens, which pack an impressive amount of stuff into that small greenhouse.
Sunday was a balmy 60, so the canal boat was finally open, took a trip after getting some kick ass eggs Benedict at Packards, then headed to the airport and flew out about 3 hours before the storms hit.
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Mike Bradshaw
1980 911SC sunroof coupe, silver/black
Putting the sick back into sycophant!
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