Trip to Texas

Buffalo, NY- June 18-
So I'm back home from the trip to Texas to see my brother, Dan, off to Iraq. He was supposed to leave on thursday, but the Army decided that he was to leave monday, which totally fucked up everyone's plans cuz he had to leave 3 days earlier. Anyway, this town sucked... there was really nothing to do at all there. Me and my brother, Andy, played putt-putt and went to the batting cages, we also went bowling. When Dan left, my mother was bawling her eyes out, and so was Dan's girlfried/wife. Whatever, I got to play with his M-16 so I was pretty happy.

Good Story- At the airport on the way home in Atlanta, we went to this sports bar. We sit down and all of the waiters and waitresses were black. After about 10 minutes of sitting their with no service, our waiter finally comes and gets our orders. I order a beer and a bacon cheesburger, my brother Andy orders the same thing, and my grandma just ordered a screwdriver and some fries. He brings the order out, and everything is good. About 5 minutes later, my grandma asks one of the waiters if she could have another drink, the waiter says "Oh... uh yeah... who is your waiter?" She exclaims, "Well, YOU ARE!!!". He says, "uh no I'm not" and I say, "grandma, he is not our waiter... our waiter is over there." (They are both black mind you). So she goes ahead and says "oh... I'm sorry, you guys look alike." I just hung my head and laughed.

I hate the celtics...

-Skip