We made it to Denver the cubs lost by A LOT. But I did enjoy some Coors Light (not my fav but it is Coors stadium) with the high altitude a few drinks is all you need. Cobie and I got into a fight where he somehow in a round about way called me a Nazi. I did not take that well. I would go into more detail but it was stupid and we both lost our tempers. So after the game I was lost and wandering around downtown Denver by myself. I was less than thrilled. But I made it back to the hotel we made up. Made fun of the people attending the Trekie convention across the street and went to the worst gay bar ever. All in all a lousy but semi-ok day.
Labels: Cobie, Drinking, Vacation
