A couple friends and I went to Pasadena, where we were supposed to see Phil Wickham in concert.

On the drive over in Delilah.

So we didn't actually see Phil. We couldn't get seats, so we did the next best thing- watch the SC/LA game at Islands. Dina, Hannah, and Michael.

Karen, Susan and me around our girls table.

So Alex lost a bet and Michael got to punch him really hard (such boys).

Unfortunately, Alex was a little thicker than Michael thought.
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