C'ronicles: So Friday night..

..a bunch of us (erik, chris, jackson, andy, dean, taylor, levi, some "chads", brandon, liz, brahhh, marie) and myself as well as some other women, wait, thats an over-statedment, I'll say girls, all hung out at this house for a hott second. The BAC content wasn't very high in the beginning, but then Levi stepped up and got the party jumpin' and the dance moves were flowing like Michael Jackson had just gang-banged everyone at the party..

Party people.

my sensor is so dirty.

Dean was way stoked on the party.

Then the doggs showed up..

"I'm drunk, lets stretch our lips!" - Andy.

Even Brandon got loose.

Thanks to homegirl for having us over!

The next day was the Redbull Air Races over in Detroit (and Canada). Levi AND Tommy tried to call me so we could all meet up but my house, which might I add is as tight as Auschwitz, didn't allow me to get signal. So once Levi finally got ahold of me, I rushed over to Somerset to meet up with him and Heather. We pointed it over to Detroit and on into Canada. Upon arrival, we learned that the races had been cancelled for the day due to high winds. After meeting up with Tommy and Erik, we all went for a stroll through "downtown Canada" to find some food and enjoy what Americas "hat" had to offer. We settled on some chadbrochill restaurant and waited a half hour to be seated. In short, this place sucked..a lot. An hour to get our food, no refills, heinous alcoholic drink names, and Chads everywhere. We left that spot and did some more strolling about and then proceeded to exit Canada in hopes of finding better waitresses and not free health care.

I got artsy on the bridge, no big deal. I'll clean my sensor soon. ha.