This is a quiet night with the husband...
We went out and had a quiet dinner at Tied House here in Mt. View, and I had a delicious pint of Alpine Gold, - we got our Growlers filled, stuck 'em in our backpacks, and started riding our bikes home....
On the way we got a call from a rad friend we haven't seen in awhile...home to sleep you say? Oh no, it was into the car and down to the downtown to while away the evening...and what an evening was had!
There was arm wrestling, and the bartender even put bets down on us, but there's no pictures (because I lost.)
We stayed until last call, (which explains why I didn't get up until 11 am today), but the fun didn't stop...
The unsuspecting Schwinn was the "butt" of our consternation...
Lyds showed us how one correctly get one's groove on...
We said our farewells and everyone went home happy and safe...good times all around!
