Universal Tatarek II: Sisters in Arms

“When I was a man I longed to be a machine. Now I’m better than both.”

[Eexcerpt from original film script] After the terrible events of the original tour of duty, the budget has been slashed by the government. Under the orders of a CIA director, a gang of mercenaries take control of the new line of soldiers and try to use them to help smuggle diamonds to the highest foreign buyer. When David Tatarek (a survivor from the first incident) continues to cause problems, his newly found younger sister is taken prisoner along with his news reporter friend Veronica Reynolds.

Ten short years ago, Private Tatarek joined the ranks of millions before him and recited the Oath of Enlistment to the US Armed Forces.  And now?  Now he is headed to Iraq again.

So, in order to send him off in style, I’ll be fressing on “15 different delectable cuts of fire-roasted meats, a sumptuous buffet of gourmet salads and fresh-cut vegetables, and a variety of Brazilian side dishes” at Fogo De Chau tonight.  Afterwards, there is slew of people in town (Abra, Foley, Benjie, to name a few) and we are looking to have a night on the town HelloNeiman! style.   Tentative plans are as follows, text if out…

  • Drink in Uptown at 9:30ish
  • W Hotel/Prohibition at 11:30ish
  • Nicollet Mall gutter at 2ish.  That is not a bar.  I literally expect all of you to get shibby and pass out in a gutter by the end of the night.

For those of you in Minneapolis that want to meet up with the use-to-be-locals or Private Tatarek (or just need an excuse to drink), give me a call and hopefully you can try to meet up.

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