Monday, March 28, 2005

Jesus, if I have to show my tits to one more drunk group of frat boys....

Yes, it's Day One of Spring Break here.

The morning commenced in fine Spring Break form. The daughter and I walked down to our local diner to load up on lard and sugar-filled treats. Four out of five hung-over college students recommend lard and sugar-filled treats as a nutritious start to a day of debauchery. That fifth guy? Vegan dentist. We hates him.

When we left the house, it was sunny out. Less than an hour later, when we were returning from our breafkast, it was raining and I was without jacket. So, we walked home in the rain, while I kicked off Spring Break with my very own wet shirt competition. I totally won.

Afterwards, we spent the rest of the day at the Lawrence Hall of Science in Berkeley. This wholesome destination entertained us more than adequately. Maybe they should put that on their brochure. The highlight of the trip for me was when my daughter had to go to the restroom and I didn't have to go with her. Normally she requires adult assistance in a public bathroom, but she's well-versed in the nastiness of men's rooms, and chose instead to handle the task by herself in the always-charming ladies room.

My little baby girl, old enough now to spare us the horror of the men's bathroom. That's tear-sheddable. She's all growed up!

We did actually have a lovely day at the science museum. Bring it on, Day Two. I'm rolling.

4 comments:

dolface said...

i'm expecting some poker stories at some point, there's gotta be SOME kinda debauchery during spring break!

Stacey said...

Heh ... You're making me regret never having had a Spring Break experience. Although I must say, it's still a little too cold in NY to even think about flashing a group of frat boys ...

;)

Here's hoping day two brings an even stranger turn of events for you to blog about later.

tery said...
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Mike said...

Dolface, legally there's not a whole not of debauchery that can occur with a five year old child. I should, however, have a somewhat interesting poker story to tell after this upcoming weekend.

Stacey, Day Two was pretty sedate, but I'll see what I can wrangle out of it, blog-wise.

tery, you're my first comment spam! I shall delete you with great honor.