A Brief Interlude at Finnegan's Wake

A few weeks ago I went out with some folks to the Kezar Bar kitty corner
from my apartment, and then around the corner to Finnegan's wake.
Somehow I lost the pictures from earlier in the evening, but here are a few
of the end of the night.

The last remaining stragglers and hangers-on included Mark, Jenny,
Seth, and Darren.


Despite the late hour, Seth and I were more than game for a dueling
match of "get a load of this fuggin' guy" finger pointing. Strong work Seth,
but I clearly gained the upper hand by including a shoulder grip as well.


Here's Darren with a purse. He had just had major abdominal surgery
the week before, so maybe we should cut him some slack. Perhaps he is
using it to hold his spare colostomy bags.


Seth looking a little chagrined that he was bested in the earlier picture.
One could almost pity him... but look closely and notice my brow in the
upper left corner... and finger in the lower left. BOOYAH!!! Kicked him
while he was down. Sorry Seth, I only do as my Sensei commands...


"WE DO NOT TRAIN TO BE MERCIFUL HERE. MERCY IS FOR THE WEAK.
A MAN CONFRONTS YOU IN THE STREET, AND HE IS YOUR ENEMY,
AND AN ENEMY DESEVRES NO MERCY." - COBRA KAI SENSEI JOHN KREESE


Mark is not amused.