Yesterday was Ali’s birthday. (She’s 37, but don’t tell anyone. ) Andrea and I both made the journey to Ali’s home to spend the weekend doing what we do best: eating, drinking, making merry, and playing with bikes.

Ali and Glen.

Friday night proved to be interesting. Glen and Andrea did the cyclocross race that is party of the Cherry Roubaix events in Traverse City. We headed to a local microbrewery for food and beverage – that’s about when I came into town – and then swung by the local store for margarita contraband.

We headed back to Ali’s and enjoyed margaritas and other beverages, but quickly decided to head into Fife Lake to spend the rest of the night karaokeing and, well, drinking and playing with smart phones and cameras. We are geeks, but you probably already knew that from reading our high-tech blogs.

Andrea playing with her camera and having one hell of a great time!

Andrea serenading Ali.

Andrea was a brave soul and got up to sing two country songs for Ali. She made it very clear to everyone that she was singing for Ali, and that is the only reason why she was doing it.

Ali committed the ultimate “go out with Di” faux pas. She took pictures of me – and I was singing karaoke. The worse part is that she took pictures of me. Bad Ali. Since I post pictures of everyone else on “the nets,” I will post a picture of me:

Me.

There. Happy?

Andrea almost got us kicked out of the little Fife Lake bar. She committed another faux pas: wearing a Michigan State polo shirt. Yeah. Bad. If you want to know how Andrea feels about that, I’m pretty sure she’ll tell you on her blog.

It was a fun night. We had a great time. Happy birthday, Ali.

Ali voguing/striking a pose.