The second part of the day was distinctively less violent than the rugby, but in much that same way, it was an alumni day. Meeting up with Jason, unplannedly, we watch the current troupe of dancers move upon the stage for a night.
Afterwards, we poked around and took a few photos. Nothing too spectacular. I guess I’m getting old, my photos aren’t nearly as fun as they’ve been in past years.
I’m not one for traditions for traditions sake, but I do enjoy the annual ritual that is the rugby alumni match. This year, we had the honour of doubling up with the girls team for a double-header of old-on-young rugby madness.
It’s true, we may have lost a step over the years, but getting together with the old boys is always a good time. Many of us are still playing, including myself, so we put an adequate spanking on the current, very young, team of Drexel ruggers.
Many photos, most are crap, more available after the jump.
Out to the Hearland Brewery with Jessica, Laura, and Alicia. Spending too much money. Not particularly well documented night.
Try and tell me this doesn’t still rock. Man, they don’t make educational cartoon sequences like this anymore … or at all.
I dunno why I thought of this.
I go to these NY Tech/Web Design Meetups, and this time around got to hang out with Natali del Conte and Cat Schwartz, of various Internet micro-fame. After Lunasa, we headed down the road to meet some CNet folks and poke around with the Moroccan food.
By the way, Natali and Cat are totally and completely addicted to their mobile devices.
My father calls me this morning at 8:00 to wish me happy birthday. Nothing wrong with that except the fact that I was sleeping. I’m always amazed at how fast I can spring from sleep when the phone rings.
But yes, I’m 27. With the day nearly 10.5 hours old, I don’t feel any different, yet when I look at the number 27, it feels so large. I’m officially in my late-twenties and one more year has passed where I get to reflect upon feeling like I’m behind schedule in my life and career. Plus I don’t recover from rugby with the same quickness. I think that marathon kinda messed me up.
I always get a bit moody on my birthdays. If you’ve been paying attention, you would have known that. (26, 25, 24, 23, 22, 21, 18)
And yes, I will get to updating this site shortly, I have two months worth of photos to catch up on. And yes, I’m planning some sort of dinner/party later this month. And yes, I’m terribly lazy at planning social events.