Tally-Ho Buffalo
In the immortal words of MacArthur, "I have returned." Buffalo was everything I imagined and more. Breakdown of the extended weekend. Sammy P picked me up and we went to his lovely home in Orchard Park(suburb of Buffalo). Plenty of room which ended up being a good thing. Cracked the seal on FIFA World Cup '06 by EA sports and that was all she wrote for most of the evening. (You have to love a guy that would not remove the plastic wrap from a game until both players are there, so there are no arguments over competitive advantage). Made a few pickups at the airport that evening, all in all pretty low key.
Thursday saw myself and another groomsmen "Hollywood" (named because he lives in LA) riding around Buffalo in the Benz while Sammy P ran errands, including the trip to the old school Italian barber shop. Hollywood and I both declined his services enjoying our full head of hairs, unlike anyone else. After this riding around it was only obvious we compare ourselves to Entourage. (I made it clear I was not going to be Turtle, although after last night's episode I am not so sure). Thursday night included a BBQ and some serious Bocce. Sammy P beat a retreat upstairs after repeatedly breaking out with, "Man, I am really drunk." Now that the bachelor left we started with the real bachelor party. The co-best men already had a plan and a DD we just needed a car. So having woken up one of the groomsmen who had passed out in the backyard and gotten him moving we took his car to Tally Ho's. Possibly the greatest name ever for this kind of establishment. Tally Ho's became the rallying cry for the wedding party from then on.
After waking up in a bit of a fog I came downstairs to head out to lunch and check-in to the hotel. Possibly the funniest part of the weekend then occurred. Sammy P had gotten up early to go pick up the priest who was marrying him, a really nice Jesuit named Greg. Greg was a practicing attorney before taking the calling and despite being in his mid-40's, looks 28. Thus, Greg was chilling in the house watching tennis while some of us were hydrating and napping. Enter Hollywood who had come downstairs and wanted to talk about Tally Ho's and despite some gesturing didn't take the hint. Only later were we able to tell him he had just talked about a gentleman's club in graphic detail in front of a priest. Just awesome.
Anyhow, more fun. Picked up Sarah. Went to rehearsal dinner, early night thanks to the night before. Hit the Taste of Buffalo on Saturday before the wedding with Sarah. Then it was nothing, but pictures and ceremonies and what not. Great time at the reception. Dancing with my lady is always fun. Got home the next morning and picked up the Monster from the in-laws. Feeling like guilty parents the Wife and I took her over to the big dog park in Libertyville. (Her happy hunting grounds). She impressed us with her swimming(more like her impression of a walrus) and seemed to forget we had ever left her for the weekend. All in all a great time.
Thursday saw myself and another groomsmen "Hollywood" (named because he lives in LA) riding around Buffalo in the Benz while Sammy P ran errands, including the trip to the old school Italian barber shop. Hollywood and I both declined his services enjoying our full head of hairs, unlike anyone else. After this riding around it was only obvious we compare ourselves to Entourage. (I made it clear I was not going to be Turtle, although after last night's episode I am not so sure). Thursday night included a BBQ and some serious Bocce. Sammy P beat a retreat upstairs after repeatedly breaking out with, "Man, I am really drunk." Now that the bachelor left we started with the real bachelor party. The co-best men already had a plan and a DD we just needed a car. So having woken up one of the groomsmen who had passed out in the backyard and gotten him moving we took his car to Tally Ho's. Possibly the greatest name ever for this kind of establishment. Tally Ho's became the rallying cry for the wedding party from then on.
After waking up in a bit of a fog I came downstairs to head out to lunch and check-in to the hotel. Possibly the funniest part of the weekend then occurred. Sammy P had gotten up early to go pick up the priest who was marrying him, a really nice Jesuit named Greg. Greg was a practicing attorney before taking the calling and despite being in his mid-40's, looks 28. Thus, Greg was chilling in the house watching tennis while some of us were hydrating and napping. Enter Hollywood who had come downstairs and wanted to talk about Tally Ho's and despite some gesturing didn't take the hint. Only later were we able to tell him he had just talked about a gentleman's club in graphic detail in front of a priest. Just awesome.
Anyhow, more fun. Picked up Sarah. Went to rehearsal dinner, early night thanks to the night before. Hit the Taste of Buffalo on Saturday before the wedding with Sarah. Then it was nothing, but pictures and ceremonies and what not. Great time at the reception. Dancing with my lady is always fun. Got home the next morning and picked up the Monster from the in-laws. Feeling like guilty parents the Wife and I took her over to the big dog park in Libertyville. (Her happy hunting grounds). She impressed us with her swimming(more like her impression of a walrus) and seemed to forget we had ever left her for the weekend. All in all a great time.
posted by pbgipper at 7/10/2006 09:24:00 AM
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