The Drunken Blog

Jake and Jules had a combined birthday party recently. It made sense, they went to high school together, they have a lot of the same friends, why not combine their resources to make one cool party, as opposed to two mediocre-to-cool parties?

The plan was simple; since everybody was tired of the Ballroom, find a new location for the party. That new location happened to be very convenient for Jake and me; that new location was our building. Not our apartment, mind you, but the two rooms that we rented out in our building for this specific event.

One of the rooms was a game room. It had several TVs, a pool table, a foosball table, a dart board, several tables and a chic couch. It was a pretty swanky place to have a party. But Jake was afraid that it would be too cramped in there and/or there would not be enough entertainment for everybody.

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Recently I’ve been frequenting a fine establishment called McFadden’s. It’s located in Foggy Bottom, and I used to live within walking distance of it for about 4 months after I graduated. In that four month period, I think I went there once. But all that has changed. It changed because Mary won a free happy hour. And what’s more, all of her friends get $1 beers and rails during that time. The only problem with this awesome deal is the fact that it only happens on Tuesdays.

I used to go out drinking on Thursdays while I was in college, and I even resumed the trend after meeting some new friends that were still in college, but I never regularly drank on a Tuesday night. And here I am, having gotten drunk for the past three weeks in a row on a Tuesday night. You see, it’s not a huge deal when somebody wins the free happy hour, everybody eventually wins. In fact, the second time we went Jake and I signed up for the mailing list and Jake found out the next day that he won. I unfortunately did not, but I’m just waiting for my comeuppance.
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This Christmas was one to remember. I think I have discovered what makes Christmas more fun now than it was when I was younger. Back in the day, I would eat Christmas dinner and try to leave the table as quickly as possible to go play video games or watch TV or do whatever. But now that I’m older, and can drink, it’s absolutely hilarious to stay at the table because all of the adults get drunk and talk about the goofiest things. The best part is, all of this has been going on for years, but I’m just now realizing that it is happening.

I have at least 5 stories that came from this one day, but lucky for you, I only remember one of them really, so I’ll just exaggerate it until it is amazing as five stories rolled into one.

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I have a rather disparaging problem regarding my facial hygiene. For over the past year, I have had some facial hair, and I have kept it relatively neat with this great little invention called a beard trimmer thingy. It’s great, you just turn a little knob and it cuts your hair however long you want it to be.

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I’ve worked with some overweight people in my time, I don’t have any problems with them, they do their work, I do my work, we talk, it’s fine, no problems at all. No problems until the other day that is.

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I would not describe myself as squeamish. I think I can see some gross stuff and not get totally weirded out by it. Granted, I’m not going to enjoy it, I’m not going to gravitate towards it, but if I am in a squeamish situation I feel like I’m the type of guy that would be able to handle myself. And if you know me, you would probably think the same thing. I mean, it takes a lot to get me riled up.I’m not sure how many of you regularly ride the metro, but there are no bathrooms at any of the stations. Well, there are (the people that work there have to go pee sometime) but they aren’t for public use. Once you go through the turnstile, it costs money to go back out of them. I think you may see where I am going with this story.

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