July 19, 1996

To ease our sorrow over not winning Hootie tickets, Amy and I took in a six dollars, all-you-can-eat McDonalds meal. Six bucks is a lot for this quality of food, but let me tell you, it was beyond awesome to be in a Micky-D's with so many athletes (irony alert: seeing athletes in a McDonalds is like seeing nuns in a topless bar: you're very surprised and pretty sure they aren't regulars). We sat between a team from Lesotho and one from Australia. Cool!