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This weekend some of our dearest friends made it possible for us to stay in SF for the weekend, right off Union Square. A while back, we figured we'd capitalize on this opportunity, and plan a (drinking) scavenger hunt/mission game for a group of friends. I shamefully bought a photographer deal on Groupon (ACK!) and got Joey to come take photos of the whole gang in Clarion Alley before we kicked off the game. Even with no beverages in their system, people got a little nutty posing with their loved ones in front of graffiti. Alleys with murals will do that to you.

We then headed to the awesomely friendly Luna Park to take over a long wooden table for 20 for drinks. I believe there were shots had, though I mercifully escaped those. We then split into 3 teams and were sent across the Mission district to find stuff, answer funny trivia about Noah, and perform....missions. There were actors and video taping involved. And now, with beverages in systems, things got just plain kookoo (exactly as I had hoped). Videos recorded included the following things: (1) my brother, shirtless but wearing my friend's bra, pretending to roller blade down the street; (2) myself and a friend re-enacting the video game Frogger by hopping like toads across Valencia and dodging cars; (3) a re-enactment in broad daylight of Justin Timberlake's "D--- in a box" video, and finally (4) flagging down a police squad car and convincing the officer to pretend to arrest one of us and force us into the back seat. Those are just a few highlights. There were more.

We got all of this done before 6pm, and I can't really talk about what happened during the next 5 hours when we all met up at the Pheonix. Let's just say it's a miracle that I made it to swim practice this morning. Let me also say here that N and I have the BEST of friends. The whole experience was heightened by the fact that quite a few of the most dear people to us flew out for just one night of debauchery, and quite a few others drove quite a ways, arranged for drivers, or spent money to spend the night in SF. AND, everyone got super into the spirit of the night. It was just perfect, and we love them all!

And here was the miracle set:

*warmup: 100 free, 50 back, 50 kick some number of times, not sure, I was late

add pull gear for:

*5 x 50's slow to warm up
*100, 200, 300, 200, 100

remove pull gear for:

*100, 200, 300, 200, 100
*5 x 50's backstroke alternate hard/easy

Comments

AM! said…
That sounds soooo amazing. I'm really sorry I couldn't be there;-(.

and I can't believe you made it to swim practice the next morning. That is IMPRESSIVE!

Happy B-day NOah!!

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