Good friends, good times!

[greatbear]

A case for higher curbs perhaps?

Jeff (my partner), vacub (Tony), and fuzzcub (Ryan) (l-r) and I (safely behind the lens) met for dinner, drinks and reliving good times this evening. It was good for the soul, filling for the tummy and something that should be done much more often. As usual, Ryan had come the farthest from his native Cheese State (Wisconsin, yah hey) but here on the company dime for training.

We all piled into the Mini even though Tony had just gotten a new Mazda Tribute and headed over to TGIFriday's for dinner. I wonder if anyone thought the circus was in town if they saw 3-1/2 big guys piling out of the Cooper. The food was good, the service absent-minded and the time spent was wonderful. After dinner we headed back and made fun of some of the contestants on American Idol. Life is good.

Loveya, guys! Let's do this more often, dammit!