The Weekend In Review

Friday
6:30 pm: Departed Philadelphia for beautiful Pennsauken, NJ, home of the first drive-in theater.

7 pm: Celebrated Lent by eating three slices of pizza and a plate of specially-cooked peppers and eggs.

8:30 pm: Decided to stay in for in the evening.

8:31 pm: Received text message from good friend that reads, "If we go to Bryson's, u do dat?"

8:32 pm: Decided to go to Bryson's but laid on the couch for another half hour.

9:30 pm: Arrived at Bryson's bar in Pennsauken. Met up with high school buddies. Watched college basketball.

10 pm: Huge pick-up truck with the loudest and most obnoxious horn pulls up outside of bar. John Runyan exits truck and enters bar. Makes his way through crowd, chats it up with ex-Eagle Sean Considine, who is sitting across the bar from us. Considine is small. Runyan is large. That's chest bump worthy.

Midnight: Basketball ends, I leave bar for bed.

12:30 am: Can't fall asleep. For some reason, I am intrigued by Hostel II. Watch up until the end. Big mistake. Worst movie ever. Right up there with Gigli. Not that I ever watched it or anything.

Saturday
8:30 am: Sister knocks on door, asks if I'm up. I get up.

10:15 am: Leave house for Bolt Bus station in Cherry Hill.

11 am: Hop on the Bolt Bus for the very first time. It's packed. Headed to NYC with Mom, Dad and Sis.

12:45 pm: Arrive in Manhattan. Cab it to hotel.

2 pm: Head out for late lunch with family. Concierge recommends Comfort Diner a few blocks away.

2:15 pm: Ate a delicious BLT. A guy straight out of Top Gun enters diner. Can't tell if he's really in the military or mentally challenged.

3-5 pm: Instead of roaming the streets of Manhattan, I head back to hotel to take a nap.

6 pm: Arrived at Pomaire for dinner. Chilean. Devoured chicken casserole in under 8 minutes.

8 pm: Arrived at August Wilson Theater on Broadway for Jersey Boys- our anniversary gift to my parents.

10:30 pm: Impressed by performance. Didn't know Joe Pesci introduced the Four Seasons. Can't stop singing Sherry and Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You.

7-10 pm: Missed the Pitt/Villanova game. It turned out to only be the best game of the tournament thus far. No big deal.

11:30 pm: Hit up hotel bar for a drink. Felt good to wear Phillies hat in NYC.

12:30 am: Bed.

Sunday
8-11 am: Woke up early but laid in bed. Ate breakfast that dad and sister bought.

12:30 pm: Departed NYC for Cherry Hill.

2:15 pm: Arrived in Cherry Hill. Canadian goose sitting in front of dad's car. Doesn't want to move. Dad loses battle and backs out of spot.

3-7 pm: Laid around at parent's house, watched Michigan State upset Louisville, watched UNC destroy Oklahoma. Correctly predicted three out of four Final 4 teams. Hail storm hits region. I ignore warnings and don't take cover.

7:15 pm: Dad drives me back to Philly.

Monday
Still tired.