Monday, June 07, 2004


Oh, what a weekend. I will start with thursday night. After work, I had 30 easy drinking Busch lights chillin in my fridge. By the time we left the ballpark that night to head to the bar, they were all gone. Of course I didn't drink them all, but I had my fair share. Our friend from Chicago was here for the weekend, so after playing some shitty softball, but still managed to win one of our two games, we started drinking heavily. We ended up taking him to the bar we like to hang out at to meet our other friends. I don't even remember everything, but I do know that we had a great time. At the end of the night, we took a taxi home and we all stayed at Jeff's house. Luckily everyone slept until around 11:00 the next morning. Any earlier than that, and I think I would have died. We did dog pile our Chicago friend that night when he was in bed. Of course the bed broke when we jumped on him, and we were going to fix it, but he said it was fine. In the morning he couldn't believe that he actually slept in that bed. We took a look at it, and there was a 30 degree slant to one side, but it didn't seem to bother him. LOL!!!

We did manage to go out to eat around 1:00 in the afternoon on Friday. I know that I was struggling, but we had to get some food in us. After that, I went home, and started to pack for the weekend. I was suppose to be at Jeff's mom's house by 6:00. I got there a little early, it was only a one hour drive. Jeff and the rest of the wedding party had to go to the rehearsal, so me and our Chicago friend headed downtown to start some drinking. We enter one of the local bars and saw a sign advertising "Around the trailer park". We asked what it was all about, and decide to participate in their little game. Basically for $18 you get six beers and a t-shirt. It wasn't that drinking 6 beer was a hard thing to do, but these where the worst beers in the place. If I remember correctly: Grain Belt Premium, Schmitt, HAMS, Schlitz, Pabst Blue Ribbon, and Old Style. Actually it wasn't as bad as I thought, but a couple were pretty tought to get down. Once the rehearsal was over, the wedding party came down. This is when we start to hit the sauce pretty hard. After a couple of hours, we went to another local bar which has cheap shots on the saturdays. We know the manager and talked him into giving us the saturday deal on friday night. (7 shots for $10) I don't know how many I had, but I don't remember going home that night. I did hit on a few women, I am sure they were real impressed with my drunken state. The only thing I could have done that night with a women would be to disappoint her...hahaha Toward the end of the night, Jeff and I ended up the the back beer cooler. So what do we do with all of the beer around us... Look for the shittest beer we can find. I was drinking something called "blue moon", I don't even remember if it was any good at all, but my taste buds were dead by then anyway. Somehow we got back to Jeff's moms house, not sure who drove, but they got us there alive.


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