The Bottom Line....

Greetings,

I hope everyone is enjoying one of the biggest holidays of the year. I am talking about none other than Steve Day. The day we all take a break from our hectic lives and enjoy a nice cold can of Steveweiser. The origins of this epic holiday are unknown, but generations of the finest young gentlemen GR has to offer have been known to partake in the festivities of the day. Now on to the post...

Now this post was originally planned to discuss Rommel's brilliant desert warfare tactics but the fates intervened. Rather then fleshing out the Battle of Gazala, the events of Saturday night deserve special attention.

The night began with your authors attempting to make a high priced addition to the blog, a new correspondent who himself was made in Taiwan. As of now negotiations are in a delicate stage (check back for updates).

We then traveled to the Basement Bar and Grill to begin what I thought was a celebration of Steve's Eve Eve. I instead was dismayed to learn that a celebration of St Patty was occurring. However spirits were raised with a rendition of the greatest presidential speech in history. A duel of epic proportions occurred next in the classic decision making game settled only by my opponent's questionable tactic of using a variation of the game - Rock Paper Scissors Lizard Spock. Justice was handed down switfly via the utter destruction of these opponents in Beer Ball.

We next journeyed to our chosen tavern of the evening. Due to the shady location of said tavern, one of our crew was dismayed that he had "forgotten his knife" (the authors do not condone such behavior or violence in any form). We entered a massive celebration of more misguided souls, ignoring the impending day of Steve to celebrate some dead guy who did something with snakes. Sad. We all know he couldn't handle a certain Texas Rattlesnake. WWSD in this situation you ask? Pound Steveweisers. And that is exactly what we did.

As we (myself) celebrated at this point the Eve of Steve. We noticed some familiar faces, some slightly changed but still familiar. Little did we know but at least five people who we had known since our days of middle school chose to celebrate Stev...St Patrick at the same establishment.

This development led to biggest event of the evening...a calling of Shenanigans. For those of you not familiar with such a call, it is an act of declaring Deception or tomfoolery. I chose to make such a drastic call against our possible new correspondent who declared that an old classmate, many of whom thought dead was in fact a fellow patron. So confident was I that I wagered naming rights (middle name to be exact, that was what was agreed Yenhan) to my future 3rd child. Now it is not everyday that such a radical Shenanigans is called but such is the power of Steve. Well sadly visual evidence confirmed the patrons identity and the middle name of my 3rd child is no longer my choice...sorry future wife.

Well after such a traumatizing event, the rest of the night is inconsequential.

I wish everyone a merry Steve Day.

And That's the Bottom Line Because Stone Cold Said So.

-Dan
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Beer Dan is currently drinking: Steveweiser. What you didn't see that coming?

And introducing a new feature...The Movie of the Week. This week we have chosen a classic from the mid 90's that our new potential correspondent refers to as "Oscar Worthy"