This past weekend was more of a fly by the night weekend, with not a ton of stuff that I was required to do, but definitely things to do. Friday night was a friend’s 30th birthday (amazing how old we are all getting), followed by heading to our friend’s new bar…Finn Mccools. It’s way up north by the SFO airport, but we are already up there, so why not stop in and have a brew.
Saturday morning started off early (6am) with taking a friend to the airport, followed by watching the last set of the ladies wimbledon final. Mauresmo won, even though I was pulling for Hardene. Next, came a nice 3 hour nap to prepare myself for the afternoon of watching the world cup’s 3rd place game…which Germany won in a blowout (3-1). Kongratuleirt Deutschland! That evening I was supposed to go to an Oakland A’s game, but went over to a friends house for some BBQ since no one else went to that game. Good times, good food.
Sunday was all about the men’s final of wimbledon and the finals of the World Cup, however, I somehow had to manage a way to get up to San Francisco for an afternoon visit to Alcatraz with Barbie’s family. Well, I didn’t get up in time for the wimbledon final, and had to miss the 1st half of the World Cup game since I needed to catch the train, but at least I got to the bar in time for the 2nd half, and eventually overtime and PKs, which Italy won 5-3. Congratulations to all the Italians, who beat everybody but the USA.
That afternoon was a trip to “the rock,” a.k.a. Alcatraz. Barbie and her mom had never been, imagine that. Anyways, it was my 2nd time out there, and was still very much enjoyable.
So, that was my weekend in a nutshell, hope yours was just as exciting, with a few less beers and a little bit more excercise.

“ Aren’t we forgeting the true meaning of Christmas? You know, the birth of Santa.