THE DAY AFTER

Well I survived the Tour d'Arni -- to celebrate my 29 years of life. Good time were had by all I hope. I know I did at Sullivan's (Good food), Corbett McGee's (Good drink and friends) and Andrew's (More drink (water) and friends). Fear not. I did not get sick, but then again, Stacy was busy packing for MerleFest and couldn't follow through with her threat to make me sick with a shot of birthday cake! HAHA!

I talked to Manny before I went to bed last night. He's moved to New Jersey and works in New York City now. He still works for an event management company called Ignition, and says hello to all who read this site.

Today was a good day. I basically lounged around my apartment and called Taft (For all intents and purposes my big brother) to wish him a happy birthday. My trip to the Indy 500 is a go! I received the papal blessing of the PR director to be on the track PR staff and Paul said I could stay in the corporate apartment with him.

There was some good news/bad news too
Geoffrey called to tell me that he and Stacy will be moving to Washington D.C. at the end of the May. Stacy will be going to work for Stars and Stripes (The military publication). I'm happy that they are moving on to better things, but I'll miss them since they are both good friends.

Well that's about it for now. Here's your weekly dose of something funny; something scary, and something educational