Having cleverly started this city's schedule such that my birthday comes first, I'm going to abuse our normal guidelines for location and take us way south of our normal stomping ground. Last year, I made my first and only visit to Arundel Mills Mall during this same week. The agenda was an air hockey match at Jillian's against a date who had been bragging about her skillz. Worst. Date. Ever.
It's unclear whether the low point was when I threatened the guy hogging the table by saying I would break his arm if he tried to put more quarters in the machine, when I fell onto the table in the middle of the game when my blood sugar finished crashing, or if it was when I walked full speed into one of the transparent plastic walls in the front of the place while trying to leave. We didn't go out again (duh), and after a full year I'm just getting over that trip; also, I think the security guards at Jillian's have finally taken down my picture.
I've already authorized John to take me out with an anesthetic dart should I run amok again. I swear, baby, I've changed! And so has Jillian's; they are now a Dave & Busters, which is even mo better.
The idea here is that we hit DuClaw's early for dinner, where they have excellent beers and loads of good food. Then, around 8:30 or so, we head over to Dave & Busters for some arcade time. For latecomers, you can get decent food and drinks of all sorts at Dave & Busters as well. DuClaw and D&B are fairly close to one another within the gigantic mall, so we me have some cross traffic between the two as the night goes on. Also, it's expected that should Pat join us, he won't abandon DuClaw to go anywhere else with inferior beer, so he may hold the fort there all night.
Hoping they still have the cool massage chairs in front of the arcade,
--Greg, his insatiable lust for air hockey, and the rest of the party like it's your birthday crew