Well, Sunday comes around and for you fine readers I will spare the details of the day, however after sessions and working on the floor and such the LJC crew was leaving the convention center heading to the hotel. Whilst crossing the bridge, we ran into Brenda Pennington (shes important to the operations of IAAM.. or something... maybe).
After a quick exchange, the course of the night changed. Brenda had a spare invite to the Centerplate dinner which I readily accepted and parted ways with the Clemson crew. Brenda and I had really met on Friday at the Foundation Friday Golf Tourney when I had tried to throw her out of a golf cart (long story).
After waiting in the Westin for a while a shuttle came and picked up all of the patrons for that dinner. There were about 15 of us that packed into two vans and headed out. We arrived at a fancy little place and were ushered through a nice looking restaurant area to a private room in the back with a two piece acoustic band and an open bar. Everyone was personally greeted and encouraged to mingle until all the guests had arrived. All in all there were 4 tables with 8 people each making this a very exclusive event.
the table that I ended up being at featured the GM for the Dallas convention center as well as the President of Centerplate among others. The conversations were plentiful preceding the meal, however when the menus arrived attention was quickly redirected. I choose the veal medallions with a salad. Other options included crab cake appetizers or steak entrees, all of which seemed good.
Dinner came and went with amazing food and some moving speeches from the staff of Centerplate. Desert was served with coffee and eventually people started to pitter out. While eating some dinner another gentleman from the Dallas convention center came over to the table I was at and struck up a conversation with the GM. I interjected something which elicited a chuckle followed by something close to a job offer. As it may turn out, I might intern in Dallas next summer should things go as planned.
The night didnt end there, no sir it did not! The next event on the docket was the Miller cruise. Miller (as in the beer co) rented out a party boat for the night and was leaving the dock soon after I got back to the hotel. I quickly changed clothes and headed to the boat to board. Unfortunately I didnt have a boarding pass, but luckily due to my social engineering abilities, I was able to manipulate myself onto the boat (go me!).
The boat was essentially three levels. The bottom floor featured a bar and dance floor, the 2nd floor had a balcony on the rear of the ship and a hole through to the dance floor below and a bar, the 3rd floor was the roof of the boat it had some tables and... a bar!
After scouting out the boat quickly, I met up with the Clemson contingency and hung out for a while and then ran into Cindy Phil and Corey. One of the highlights (highlifes?) of the cruise was the cigar bar on level two. Quality cigars were up for grabs as well as cigar cutters and of course matches. I was able to make it home with a Romeo&Julieta as well as a Macanudo and I smoked a playboy brand cigar on the boat. On that note, its a pain trying to lite a cigar with matches on the roof of the boat.
Cindy, Me, Phil:
After the boat did a short tour around the Boston harbor (30 min out, 30 min back-ish) we all left and went back to the seaport bar because it was right next to the dock! It was near closing time, so we were only able to get one round of drinks (and that bartender was a prick). Once again, this primarily concludes Saturday night (and as always, Monday morning).
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