How is this possible?
How is it possible to have a hangover for two days straight? For those of you
that came in late, to honor Memorial Day and to remember those that we have
lost (family, friends and such), the crew decided to deplete a few reserves of
our beer stores. So for the first time in a very long time, I got plastered.
Not proud of it and this is why my blog entry is late today and probably going
to be pretty short.
I am not against
drinking or anything. I am the farthest thing from an alcoholic. The truth is I
have the bladder of a woman than is nine months pregnant. If I drink one beer,
I am pissing three. So it is not often that I tie one on. And CLEARLY the body
of a man in his late thirties does not rebound nearly as quickly as that of an
eighteen-year-old. But with the grills going and the sunshine and music and
laughter… you could almost forget we were in the middle of the zombie
apocalypse.
It was worth it. It
was a good time for everyone. Thanks to Oklahoma’s rather stiff laws regarding alcohol,
3.2 beer is all we have. There is a liquor store next to the convenience store
that we share a parking lot with but it is a pretty tough run to score some
hooch. Still, there is enough booze over there to keep us all drunk until
rapture.
Ugg. My head hurts
and I am in serious need of some Gatorade. Happy Memorial Day. More tomorrow…
