Since Collin was gone for a couple weeks I went out for St Patty's day and met a couple of marines who gave me a tour of the bar scene here and taught me about hitting on the locals. This past weekend I went to a Japanese buffet, all you can eat for $25. And the best part was that it was all you can drink too, they had 5 taps of japanese beer and bottles and bottles of sake, self serve. Then we went to the Airman's Club on base, imagine a military version of Club Indigo, I was running train on the dance floor when some girl asked me where I was from because I looked out of place with the beard. I said Pittsburgh and that was the end of that conversation. I tested out "run train" on one of Collin's friends, who then told me I was using it wrong and shouldn't say it because it means "have sex with lots of girls".
Finally, it looks like my secret formula for predicting brackets actually kind of worked this time.
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