Saturday, March 5, 2011

Dos (or more) Gringos

Partied like it was 1983 with lots of the old high school gang at the I-can't-believe-it's-still-there Dos Gringos. Back with the wild and crazy young crowd, life-sized Jenga game crashing behind us every few minutes, tales of back-thens, then to the new wives, the new kids, the boyfriend after the three husbands - some things never change, like my jeans covered in beer and guacamole.

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