A few days ago we celebrated the now-annual cake party at the Holst household, wherein Chris and his family rid themselves of a surplus of bakery sweets (caused by a disproportionately summer-weighted birthday schedule in the Holst line) by means of hungry hungry buddies.
Afterwards, an excursion to Brandon's new digs in Savage led to a fatitis-wracked game of Circle of Death featuring Chris, Jordan, Dix, Tim, Jon, Brandon and myself.
Results:
-diabetical sugar levels
-stomachaches
-one lost wallet (mine) to be found by Brandon the following day.
