Mini-Flapalooza Declared a Huge Success!
Another Flapalooza is in the books and while this one didn’t have any surprises like the last one (that Flapalooza was titled “Your Daughter is Dating My Son…”) it was still a blast. Notable attendees besides myself included San Dawg, Dirt, Snarkk, James, Zummie, Unca Chuck, Chi and his son. And the best news was that we FINALLY brought home a W at a Flapalooza. I think we were 0-3 before that……
As usual, we didn’t catch much of the game. The highlight conversation was UncaChuck trying to sell us on the *fact* that Willie Mays made his famous catch some 490 feet away from home plate. I found that very hard to believe. We observed some of the AT&T landmarks for reference and it just wasn’t adding up. But Chuck stuck to his story and a couple of the guys supported it so in the end, I was forced to believe it. I see that on the last thread he made some revisions to his claim.
We took shots to celebrate Chuck’s birthday. That was fun.
I somehow completely missed seeing Morse’s bomb.
And I donned my Inspector Clouseau hat and solved the mystery of who *stole* Snarkk’s bobblehead. After interviewing several people it was discovered and returned to him. Nobody’s jacking a Flapper on a sanctioned Flapalooza, at least not on my watch.
And of course, I had another run in with an usher.
Here’s a selfie that I took of me, San Dawg and Snarkk. This picture is epic on so many levels:
I didn’t take any other pics. Until this morning. Here’s what was across the street from the parking garage that housed my vehicle overnight:
Ah San Francisco, you are nothing if not unique…..