The one about the bachelor party.

Last week-end was my bachelor party. It was a lot of fun, Brian came down from Minneapolis, Chris and dad came from Albert Lea, then Tom, Charlie, and I were already in Rochester. We golfed nine holes and only got chastised by the staff once for having too many people in our group. Tom is by far the superior golfer of the group, I'm glad I was teamed up with him. We ate at Buffalo Wild Wings and had the worst server in the world. She was worse than me when it comes to waiting tables.

After spending just as long in BW3's as we did on the golf course, we drove up to the hotel and met up with the other crowd. We had free drinks at Embassy Suites, so we stayed there and played poker, then went to a comedy club. The comedians weren't the best, but we had fun.

Then we met up with the girls at the Lone Tree bar. Ryan decided he didn't need to stay with the group, and he was quickly abandoned. He ended up taking a cab and meeting up with us, but not without a little drama along the way. The girls were there within a few minutes and they were having way more fun than we were. Sister Angie and Aunt Brandy were among the group. We danced. They danced. I flailed.

Then we went back to the hotel, crowded into a couple of rooms, and did our best impression of sleep. Then the door opens, my eyes slowly adjusted to the light, I was groggy and sort of hung over and I thought I could see my mom in the hotel room, but there's no way it could be my mom, it's my bachelor party and my mom is 120 miles from here. I started to wonder what kind of mushrooms were in the omlet that morning, but then Angie and Brandy and Kailey walked in. I came to a slow realization that my bachelor party had just been crashed by my mom, my aunt, my sister, and my neice. I suddenly became aware of the beer cans strewn about the room, the full ashtray overflowing onto the table, the clothes piled in a corner, I guess I felt the way any college dorm occupant feels when their relatives show up unannounced. The other room, the one I didn't stay in, was spotless, even the beds were made.

The drive back was uneventful, and Rachel and I slept forever.