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World Domination Summit..Part two.

World Domination Summit..Part two.

Yes, once again the Hamster party has met and confirmed that the Northwest is secure and accounted for by WC and RS. MonkeyDragon was there to take notes and document the event....film at eleven....and rejoice with a nice Rogue Gin with a splash of soda water. WC went for the Rogue Rum, while Squirrel drank the Rogue 200 meter IPA with a I2PA chaser. TR drank a nice Juniper Pale Ale, also known as Yellow Snow Ale while the leader drank lemonade. The royal part did get to meet the next generation of the Hamster party members as both of my rodents and little Squirrel were there as well. Even the head of the Squirrel household was there to give us legal advise.

TR and WH are two of the nicest guys one could spend time with, charming and down right funny.

However, I will take the blame for not checking with the Tacoma Glass Museum to see if the the tour day was in fact the one day of the year when the museum is closed for it's big gala.

Comments

WickedHamster said…
Awwww! You say the nicest things!!! We're flattered! Being with you and your'n was a delight for us as well. And the glass adventure was fun anyway, even if the museum was closed. It was good to get a look at Tacoma, which otherwise we would have never seen.

Not to be outdone, we sailed off to the art museum on Monday. Half way there, I mentioned to DG that museums are usually closed on Mondays... He said he said we'd give it a shot and then take it from there. Of course, we ended up in the Seattle Underground tour instead because the SAM is only open to members in the afternoons on Mondays.
Anonymous said…
Hey, the Underground Tour is pretty cool too.

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