- My July 4th was brought to you by: Jose Cuervo, Old El Paso, Chuy’s chips, and my nearly 70 year old back yard neighbor and his ~$3,500 cakes of fireworks.
My wife decided to do a taco tray and I didn’t have to do nothin’ but chop a few onions. I was more than cool with that.
- Last week’s Freedom Tour to Lexington without kids ended in near disaster. A rundown:
1. My wife and I arrived at 7:00 or so on a Tuesday. Apparently that’s a really happening time for Carson’s. 90 minute wait on a Tuesday night? False. Ended up at Agave and Rye. It was decent.
2. My best friend is a lawyer and was in town for some kind of lawyer thing (lethal weapon training?) He went to the Legends game with a fraternity Bro of ours that just recently moved back to Lex. He’s a divorcee and is going through some paces right now. My buddy is also friends with a Survivor winner. So he was out with him as well. The Legends game got boring and so they decided it would be best if they met up with a 40-something married couple at Agave and Rye. Things got hazy after that.
3. The next day my wife and I went to Ashford Stud. This was easily the highlight of the trip. Within the first 3 minutes of the tour, out walks American Pharoah, followed by Justify. We then walked into their barn and got to hang out with them in their stalls. Pharoah is just a laid back, cool animal. He’s basically a pet. Justify is like a dumb jock. We also saw Maximum Security. He’s laid back like Pharoah. His human connections gave him a bad rep.
- In a different barn we saw Uncle Mo, Fusaichi Pegasus, Classic Empire (he’s a quirky, funny horse. Weirdo), Munnings, Cupid, Practical Joke, Mo Town among others. The tour guide went into detail about some of the horses’ “breeding habits.”
American Pharoah is a sweetheart. He likes to cuddle and nuzzle before he bangs. Justify is just straight up wham, bam, thank you ma’am. Uncle Mo is like that as well. Classic Empire is all about what he’s in to at the time. He may take to it quick, need an extra fluffer, or just straight up refuse to breed a certain mare. Not his type. The guide said this is very rare among stallions. I thought this was gross info at first but then started thinking how some of these horses remind me of my buddies’ dating habits and it made me laugh.
4. That evening we went to Tony’s. When I say we, I mean my best buddy, my frat buddy, Survivor guy, my wife, and me. This was a poor decision. We all had fun the night before, but apparently my wife wasn’t down to be the only lady in the crew for a second night in a row. She left early and then I went out with just the guys. I made a rookie mistake and followed that up with a heady, veteran move. If she’s already pissed, might as well go all in. I had to follow that up with flowers and another nice dinner (which I had to talk her into going to) to make up for it. It’s all good now!
My Tony’s experience wasn’t as good as Ruby’s in my opinion. I’ll leave it at that since this post is already too long. It was fine, but I was expecting more.