Friday, the Eighteenth of April

Today was the annual celebration of the Birthdays of both Frank and Tyler Albani, two great guys who certainly deserved said celebration. But enough of that, here's how things went down: I had no transportation to the site of the festivities, so Frank and I devised a clever plan that took advantage of his (and my grandmother's) weekly adjustment at Dr. Bernie's (I should start doing that). I found myself at the Albani's place in due time, and hung out there until the rest of the guys arrived. The rest of the day was pretty much the typical Birthday party affair; there was hockey, wiffleball, Taco Bell lunch, more hockey, cake, hiding Tyler's orange soda from him, and then more hockey until the parents started arriving. It was great and all, but one thing really stood out to me so much that deserves a post all it's own...