drinking convention 2005

This is the kind of convention I need to be heading to. It's called the Modern Drunkard Convention and it is in Denver of all places. A weekend of heavy drinking at high altitude make for one hell of a train wreck. The booze fest is sponsored by Modern Drunkard Magazine.

Holes in my shoes
At least there's a hole in my head to fill me with booze

Congress kills free speech

What I hate more than anything is censorship. This is a great article that talks about how we are loosing our freedom and I couldn't agree more with the author. You can find it here: http://www.inthesetimes.com/site/main/article/2003/

We are "promoting freedom" all around the world and while taking it away in our own country at the same time. When will our government regulate something that matters?

He who dares not offend cannot be honest.
- Thomas Paine

In the cool shade of the banana tree

It's been a few weeks since the last update so I'll fill you in on what's been happening: Owens moves out of his parent's house and my first trip to Atlantic City.

Owens' new house
After a long stint at his parent's house, Owens decided to move out and into this old house in Manassas. It seemed simple enough but nothing he does is simple. First off, the house was in terrible condition. The whole house was filthy, smelly, and probably hadn't been painted in over 20 years.

He takes it upon himself to clean the place up. Mike spends the first two weeks of February cleaning and painting. Luckily, his family and friends chipped and he was able to move in. [I spent a lovely Saturday night painting the trim in the living room, damn I'm a good friend.] Otherwise, I think he would still be hard at it. I'll get some pictures of the before and after just to show how bad the place looked.

Well, we get him moved in and of course what else do you do when you move in. What else do you do but throw a party? We snagged a keg after driving to every grocery store in the Hole. [Note: If you didn't know, Manassas isn't a party town.] The usual characters show up for the party: Joe the Jew, Zazz, Marcus, KT, Traci, Jill, Paradise, Emmy, the Brothers Owens (Tom and Jeff) and a few others.

Granted this wasn't a big party but a keg more than makes up for it. Sadly, we didn't finish the keg off, but that doesn't mean we didn't try. I woke up the next morning feeling like I got hit by a bus. The beer was flowing like water and apparently I thought I was stranded in the Sahara in dire thirst.

The Atlantic City trip
So last Saturday, Tim, Casey, and 7 other guys went to AC. We wanted to send our buddy Mike off on a high note before he left for the army. What better way than gambling in a casino and watching women dance naked for dollar bills.

The evening starts on a high note, Tim and I went to the Wild Wild West casino and got in on a hot craps table. [Which is a lot for me since I'm not much of a gambler.] A guy to our right was placing all kinds of bets: hard 6s, 8s, the Horn, 6, 8, 9 , 10. The guy was making a killing. Tim and I saw him pocket like $1500 and then just made other bets with his profits. Talk about a hot hand in a dice game. Well we had to meet the other guys so we cashed out. I ended up $60 and I think Tim was about even.

We head back to the Sands to meet the rest of the group and head to the strip club. Talk about a sketchy place. Its one of those BYOB joints that has a bar strategically located right beside it. [I'd imagine the owners of each establishment are pretty good buddies.] Anyways, we wait in line for about 20 minutes and finally head in.

It has all the characteristics of your typical strip joint: dim lighting, half naked women, and shitloads of drunken guys flinging dollar bills. At first, it doesn't seem to be that great of place, the girl dancing wasn't too attractive and probably wasn't in the best of shape, but what do you expect when you are in dirty ass Jersey.

Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life
That's completely free.
You're racing with the wind
You're flirting with death
So have a cup of coffee
And catch your breath

BTW - for those that didn't notice, the countdown to the OBB3 is now located under the About Me section.

he's not on time, he's always on time

It has been a while since I updated but I doubt anyone is reading it anyways. So here's what I've been up to lately...

I have stumbled upon one of the funniest websites/blogs in a long time. If you get the chance check it out, Tucker Max. The guy has the craziest stories about partying, boozing, hooking up with hot chicks, and all sorts of mayhem. [Note: If you are the type of person that gets offended at all, I'd advise against visiting the site.]

Last weekend, we boozed it up at McFadden's for Doug and Al's birthdays. It was one of those $20 all you can drink 8-11 things. What does that mean? I got hammered. Starting the night off with a large Beam and Coke, I realized I had to switch to beer. Needless to say this just lead to shots and car bombs. Around 1 (I think?), I had to leave the bar early because I didn't think I could stand up any longer.

The weekend before we went to the Warner Theatre downtown to a comedy show. The opening guy Stephen Lynch was awesome. Instead of just plain stand up, he sings funny/dirty songs while playing the acoustic guitar. He was definitely the highlight of the evening. One of the highlights was a song called She's Gottta Smile, where he talks about going out to the bar and checking out a hot chick and her fat friend gets in the way. If you get a chance, check him out. The main act of the evening was Mitch Hedberg, who is a very funny comedian that spits out a bunch of one liners. Unfortunately, Mitch was shitfaced when he took the stage and his act ended up being shitty. At one point he was lying on the stage just muttering into the microphone. His performance killed the crowd and eventually our night.

Last weekend tickets for the 4th Bonnaroo went on sale and I scooped one up. It looks to be a hell of a lineup this year as compared to last year's. Acts include Dave Matthews Band, Widespread Panic, Alison Krauss, The Allman Brothers, Jack Johnson and a list too long for me to list here. Go to the Bonnaroo site if you are interested. It should be a good time this year much like when I went to the second one.

like rain on the windshield
I'm moving through the night
roaming the time zones
filmed in black and white
you're here in my headphones
each and every mile
falling asleep with the lights on all night

Crowing

I know it has been a while since my last post. So I'll recap Christmas, New Years, and the past week in as few sentences as possible. Here goes.

Went back to BC for Christmas and we opened gifts at midnight Christmas morning. I got an iRiver, two poker chip sets, gift cards, and Jon Stewart's America (The Book) - the book is hilarious, everyone should read it. I spent most of the day with the family which was nice since I hadn't seen most of them in a while. Then again, I think there is a reason I don't see some of them but every so often.

Well, moving on to New Years, I went to McFadden's in DC for the night. It was a good party, good music, good food, and most importantly lots of booze for a price. Did you really expect all that free? It was a pretty exhausting 3 day weekend of boozing. Going back to work that week wasn't the most exciting thing. Moving on to this past weekend...

This past weekend I had the luxury off moving into my new place. My lease isn't up yet (the 19th) but this was the only time I could move (on a weekend that is). Note to self, the night before moving, don't stay out all night and get trashed then get no sleep. That's right, I was hungover and tired all day which was lovely. With help from Tim and my sis, I was able to get most of the crap into my new room at Tim and Casey's house. And what better way to top a move day like a late night drinking. Yep, you guessed it, we went out for our buddy Jon's farewell. He wants to be a Navy Seal or something. So we all went to McFadden's and boozed it up. Nothing like a good drinking to take away my tiredness.

Well its the start of another week and I'm worn out from the past two weekends. I hope to get some sleep this coming weekend since I'll be going home to see the parents. The fam is going to see Alison Krauss + Union Station in Roanoke. It should be a good show.

Staring at a cold little hand
Reading fault lines
Of a shell of a man
You were waiting for a word from above
Wouldn't you know it
No answer ever did come