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This weekend went by ohh so fast. I had the pleasure of attending Tulsa Octoberfest on Friday evening with Holly, Spenis, John & Heather. The evening consisted of drinking free beer to our hearts content for 2 hours and then working the Spaten tent for 4 hours while intermittently making treks back to the beer tent w/ Spencer. Needless to say, the evening flew by and I was considereably inebriated by the time midnight rolled around and the cops booted us out. This year Spencer yet again rewarded me by purchasing a chicken head hat and escorting me around demanding I wear the sorry rag. Although, I will say that Spenis should be mightily congratulated for scoring some chicks number while working the beer garten. Evidently those crazy Bavarians are into odd-themed garments on top of their lederhosen and massive beer steins.
After a miserable predawn run and drive back to Norman, I pretty much crashed for the entire afternoon and evening while taking in the obligatory OU football. Then I got up, went for a walk and grilled a colossal longhorn T-bone. All in all a pretty slovenly way to spend the weekend up to that point.
Today, I got in some better running although I may have undone it a little with the pavement. I then spent the whole afternoon restoring my sister's bike and staining her patio, but while listening to the recent Of Montreal live concert in DC the time really flew by. Finally, I cooked the fam up some supper: stir fried tempeh and matsuzake mushrooms with garlic, baby pak-choi and spinach with ginger/soy/saracha and citrus, all over kashi pilaf.
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