I'm from Frankfurt

RYAN: I busted a #3 on the plane (see entry 9/28/10).
MATT: What a crappy mile high club.

I finally got back in touch with Matt.

RYAN: Just standing outside the Red Robin. Back to my old routine.
MATT: Oh yeah, I'm pissed Paul London took down his Youtube videos to sell them on DVD. The one you were in finally showed up. (See entry 8/20/10.)
RYAN: Did you show it to your dad?
MATT: Yeah, he got a kick out of it. And he got a kick out of it when I told him why you were there [standing outside the Red Robin].
RYAN: You told him that?!

Yes, Jazz was working the day shift, a shift that I've never seen her work on a Saturday. Jazz was renewed in my database. It's good to be back.

And for extra credit, I went to Hot Topic. Georgia, the substitute for my database whenever Jazz isn't working, was there as well. Oh what a wonderful day for the database!

Then Matt, Richard and I all hung out together for the first time since 8/1/09 (see entry 8/1/09) as we went to Oktoberfest in Alpine Village. The host came down from the stage and walked towards me as I held my 32 oz. Oktoberfest mug filled with 32 oz. of Oktoberfest beer.

HOST: (In a German accent) What is your name?
RYAN: Ryan.
HOST: Ryan, where are you from?
RYAN: Glendale.
HOST: Nein! (No!) Today, you are from Frankfurt!

And to make a long story short: I puked in the porto potties. Later, I woke up in Richard's house to Matt puking in Richard's bathroom. We went home at 4:00AM.