What Happens on the Vineyard.....

......Makes it onto the blog.
So, some observations of a bachelor party, 2010, a la Martha's Vineyard:

• It's traditional to hear someone yelling Carlooooooooos at the end of a 62 mile bike ride.
• Sometimes, playing drums 43 years can score you some pretty good gigs. Especially if you embrace anonymous volunteerism.
• The Rising isn't that easy to find in the sunlight.
• Hamburgers and hot dogs taste good even if you don't ride a bike.
• Hockey overtime victories can sometimes be misconstrued for rude drivers.
• Scott got a seven on that hole.
• Carlos is a big boy, he knows how to swim, so it doesn't make sense to worry about him needlessly.
• Scott parred the last two holes.
• People besides Scott use Pinnacle golf balls.
• Rule #1: Cardio.
• Stop signs on the Vineyard don't really mean stop.
• Neither do speed limit warnings.
• Running on the beach sounds like a good idea at the time.
• Barry's breakfast burrito is hot so be careful handling it.
• Andrew (on his first bachelor party outing) knows the hours of Back Door Donuts better than anyone.
• Karen, the June Bride, doesn't realize the importance of soup to some people.

Other than that, here's a quick recap of the weekend that was, with compromising photos left out to be used for later purposes.

What 62 miles look like:

Fashion questions, not statements:

Chariots of Fire

We don't need no stinkin' map.....