So while we ate breakfast, he went outside and caught some sleep at the park. (I tried to get a picture of him asleep with his head between his legs looking like a homeless Stone Cold Steve Austin, but he heard us laughing and looked up just in time).
I call this photo "Birthday Boy, 5:42am." If you listen very carefully while looking at this picture, you can actually hear him groaning. (PS - Is that a velour shirt you're wearing, Scott?)
We eventually got to sleep around 7am. These crazy fucks came into my room at like 9:15 and woke me up because it was "time to get some eggs." Scott was in good shape until he got a whiff of the extra large plate of bacon I ordered and got really nauseous.
At some point in the early morning, my roommate's cat walked into the living room with something in his mouth. Which closer investigation revealed to be this severed mouse head! UGH! Here's Scott laughing hysterically and posing with it.
Yeah, here you go - we haven't even left my block yet and already Scott's got his shirt unbuttoned trying to see if it's any easier to hail a cab while looking like a gay leather enthusiast.
Scott almost ended up getting in a fist fight with this guy, but then after the live band that was there played a few songs by The Dead, everyone mellowed out (yeah, maaaaan...play "Box of Rain") and they ended up buying each other shots...
What's weirder than the fact that Scott Jentzen's married? Oh yeah, the fact that he has two...yep TWO...kids. The lovely Abbey Rose was born on March 28, 2002.
