Sunday, February 17, 2008

Bongwater Breath

After the last few days, I am not drinking today. I seriously need to dry out. Thursday night I went to The Rock nightclub to see Nonpoint, a band that's actually from around the same place I'm from in Florida. My friend had won tickets, and despite them having HORRIBLY mixed drinks, I agreed to go. It's sad when after topping off my third drink, my flask was empty . The opening bands sucked ass, as most local bands do (sometimes it's time to just realize you should go back to community college because you're not going to be a rockstar). Awesomely, I ran into my fat twin again, and even though she said she would email me a picture that her friend took of us, I don't see it happening... guess my twin is as lazy as I am.

Friday night I wasn't even planning on going out because I had been out almost every night during the week, but then Hart called and said that him, his brother, and Calvin Crustitron were going out. I managed to get myself together and walk next door, and after a few shots of sambuca we went to Old Chicago. Some of my favorite staff was working there, and they always take care of me and whomever I'm with. Happy hour ended so we went Green Mill cause it's so near home for us. Unfortunately it was crowded, so Calvin starts chatting up some large black ladies with the other half of their table free. They got to be thicker than theives. We left to go back to Hart's house for more drinking and Guitar Hero, but he stayed behind to hang out with our tablemates.

Saturday I hit the elliptical extra hard and sweated it out. Some people Calvin Crustitron and Hart went to school with in Red Wing were throwing a party. House parties are when I'm in my element, this one was no exception. I am also proud to report they taught me a new drinking game. Booze Pong; yes it's much like beer pong, but we were playing on their hardwood floor and we had mini basketball hoops behind us. If you touched the other teams backboard, it was worth 2 drinks, for any of the four cups in front that was 3 drinks, and if you made it in the basket, 4 drinks. Also there was a sudden death colander in the middle that making it into would require the other team to finish their entire drink. After some of this, Hart decided he was back to his old wrestling days, and started tackling people. I think this is how I ended up with some of my U.D.I's.

Hmm, well I guess that wraps it up. I think I should probably go eat more vitamins.

15 comments:

Sparkling Red said...

I heard that vitamin B complex is the best thing for post-drinkage recovery. It's also very good for turning your pee bright, sunshiny yellow. How could you not feel better, when your pee is so pretty?

Malach the Merciless said...

Hence I don't drink anymore, I get high in Jesus and smack

Jay said...

"sometimes it's time to just realize you should go back to community college because you're not going to be a rockstar"

LOL .. When I was in college I had a few classes with this dude who was in a band. He missed even more class than I did, but he kept bugging me to come hear his band. So one night I went to the club where he they were playing. After their first set he came up to me and asked how I liked them. I almost said "dude, you need to go to class more often." Luckily I have just enough social skills not to do that. But, just barely.

I don't like to go drinking with people who used to wrestle or play football. Always dangerous.

Mathman6293 said...

My drinking days are so far behind me, well yesterday anyway. But I don't recall receiving any U.D.I.s ever. Unless you count that I met my future former wife while drinking beer from a pitcher at BoDeans concert.

R.E.H. said...

Enjoy a day of recovery. I remember the days when I would wake up with UDI's, but most of the time my injuries were all too identifiable...

And, I was in a band back in those days... for a while I did think I was going to be a rock star. Didn't happen!

buffalodickdy said...

House parties can be alot of fun, but the drinks are always more, and stronger!

AngryMan said...

I think that you should post some pics of you getting all sweaty.

Matt-Man said...

Suck it Up, and start chugging again. Celebrate Presidents day witha pitcher of Bloody Marys. Cheers!!

Jay Cam said...

wait... so you are playing for drinks? lol that's gonna help a lot!

i'm glad i don't drink!
: )

katie said...

damn, girl! i wish i had your drinking abilities! you hit 30 and then it's all down hill from there. it takes weeks to recover.

but it sounds like you had a blast!!

Have a great week!

billymac said...

that's hilarious, back in my day we called them UBI's (unidentified beer injuries)...

Mike said...

Every time I try to quit drinking completely I go insane.

I take that as a sign from God to carry on.

And I shall.

Hungry Mother said...

I'm so happy that the days of waking up in some strange place are long ago in my life. One of those places was pretty weird and might make it to a post some day.

Just Sayin' said...

You have had enough to drink?!

I'm actually kinda' scared... Isn't that one of the seven signs of the apocolypse?

Tequila Mockingbird said...

Just Sayin': read it again... i didnt say i was done drinking forever, just for that sunday.