The plan was to go to dinner at Henry's in Acworth, but we ran out of time.
Brett and his girlfriend crashed at my house since he had been driving all night.
We ended up picking up my friend Rob and his wife, Stacey. Also another friend, and we all went to Manuel's Tavern in Atlanta for "story night." There we met up with my friends Eric and Jables (plus some people that came with Jables), so we had a fairly big group of people all together.
I wasn't super impressed by the story night. They basically pick a theme, you put your name in a hat, and if they pick your name you go up and tell a story based on the theme. I think the theme was, "a time when you acted like a damned crybaby." Not to mention there was absolutely no where to sit. I was expecting people to be chit chatting or whatever, but it was deathfully quiet the whole time. Plus the service sucked. The servers were night enough but trying to get anything was like pulling teeth (maybe they were understaffed for that large event?). Plus a lot of the seats were taken by people that were just sitting there drinking water wtf. I'm sorry, you shouldnt be sitting at the bar if you're just gonna drink water.
Oh well, live and learn. I could definitely see myself hanging out at Manuel's in the future, but not for that story night stuff.
After that ended we went to Eric's house for pizza. So we stuck around there for an hour and a half, then drove home.
I spent the rest of the night trying a few new beers, and then crashing out fairly late.
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