Big Muddy, Bottoms Up & Da-Nite

I woke up not feeling 100% but the twins had an alleged basketball game so I put on my big boy pants and went to watch them play.  Both teams had around 13 players each, way too many.  To say the rules were loosely enforced would be an overstatement.  No dribbling, no fouls and only a little out of bounds.  I hope they get a little tighter in future games.
Next I had to stop by the old high school to meet a lady who had a charm like football with my uncles name on it from 1927.  We took a short tour through the old high school and then headed home.
Big Muddy had Red Devil Red so we went out there for a couple.  Red Devil Red is probably my favorite local beer.  Remarkably Mike didn't buy a single shirt or hoodie.
Next we headed down to Bottoms Up to grab a bite to eat.  I was undecided between half a chicken or wings and ended up getting wings.  Lisa had gotten wings too with hot sauce on the side so I ordered parmesan garlic but forgot on the side, big mistake.  The wings were much better without anything on them.  I also got slaw but it didn't have enough dressing on it.  One of the few mediocre meals I've had there.  Everyone else's was good though.

On the way back I was serenaded by "pickle shots" repeatedly so we ended up going to the Da-Nite.  I just got a beer and Mike his usual rum and diet but the girls started doing dirty pickle shots.  After they had a few of those it was time to go home.