Believe it or not, I have another bachelor party this weekend. Fortunately, for my body and mind, this one is in Manhattan, though the festivities begin tonight at Shea Stadium in Flushing, NY. I haven't been to a Mets game in about a year and I'm looking forward to commenting on that area in right-center field that looks like a graveyard that got ransacked.
I'm sure this weekend will be a lot of drinking once again. A fine mess I've gotten myself into by having a brother and friends. A fine mess.
Have a good weekend, and look for me at Shea tonight. I'll be the shirtless guy with the letter "S" on his stomach.
(The "S" will be for "METSSSSSS." We had to add five extra S's because there are nine of us.)
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