I spent most of my weekend hanging out with these two, my dad and my nephew, Liam.

(My dad is on the right, and Liam is on the left.)

Needless to say, a very good weekend back in Philly. In addition to hanging out with the fam, I:

- Ate creamed chipped beef twice.

- Ate cheesesteaks twice.

- Drank for five-plus hours at my favorite bar in Philly (the Artful Dodger).

- Was recognized at the bar by a reader, the lovely Paula, who sent my lady and I over some drinks. At this time, I would like to apologize to Paula: I was buzzing pretty hard and was completely thrown off when she grabbed me, especially since I was about to head into the bathroom and had to pee soooooooooooo bad. But fortunately, I got less awkward as the night went on. Thank you again for the drinks, Paula.

- Had arguably the worst hangover I’ve ever had based on level of drunkness/hangover ratio. Don’t get me wrong, as I mention above, I had a bunch of beers on Saturday night. But – and I don’t throw this around lightly – I’d say that I had a Top Ten Worst Hangover on Sunday morning. It was unbelievable, especially since m’lady and I ate dinner, and didn’t have any drinks at least an hour before going to bed. That pretty much ruined Sunday. Getting old sucks.

- Made it back to NYC on a train that got into Penn Station at 11pm – and promptly hit the in-station Taco Bell. If you think you know desperation, I invite you to check out/patronize the Taco Bell at Penn Station at 11pm on a Sunday night. Not my finest hour.

- Had the most low-key yet productive day off in ages on Monday: out for breakfast, shopping, helped make dinner, deleted a number of porn clips made redundant/unnecessary by Redtube and Pornhub, and walked to the Little Cupcake Bakeshop for some dynamite sweets.

It was, all in all, a very nice, tame weekend (aside from the hangover), which should be quite a contrast from this weekend, when we will celebrate my buddy Brian’s “official” return to NYC by pretending that we’re 24 again (split a liter of export strength vodka and cranberry juice while pregaming? yes, please!). The weekend can’t come fast enough.

(Odds I’m back at Taco Bell, post-11pm, at some point this weekend: 5/2)