Oh, my liver.

What a long weekend.

Wednesday night I went out with Tess and Dan. We bar crawled from O'Flaherty's to Excalibur Park down to the good 'ole Tap Room. I drank many gin and tonics and then to finish off the night, Dan got him and I Irish Car Bombs. That was the finishing touch. Tess drove us to Linda's though along the way we had to make a stop, and after some food, I got my car and went home.

Thanksgiving, I went to my parents and deep-fried the turkey. I also made stuffing and Alton Brown's green bean casserole. Dinner was delicious.

Friday I decided to completely skip all the Black Friday madness and sat home, at turkey sandwiches and watch a whole bunch of TV. Dan came over eventually and we sat through the ridiculousness of Star Trek Voyager's mirror world episodes. I ended up crashing kind of early.

Saturday I went to Drew and Erin's wedding. It was in Harrison Twp or something... far on the east side. I went to the ceremony and then there was about 4 hours to kill until the reception so I followed the wedding party bus to a bar where we stayed for a while before I went to pick up Jessica. The reception was at MacRay Harbor, though I missed the turn the first time and had to turn around. Dinner was good, salmon and some sort of chicken. Jenn stole someone else's dessert mousse. There was dancing. I drank a lot of gin and tonics, at least a dozen. I think I danced off the liquor though. After the reception wound down we headed out to Ferndale to meet up with Beckie, Jackie and Dave, and Sarah at the Post. I had kind of forgotten how ass-y it was there. There was this super-drunk chick who kept trying to get people to dance. We were still in our formal wear, so it was a little weird being in the bar. After that I drove Jessica home.

Sunday, my parents came over and we got the rest of my leaves out to the curb. Later, Austin and Kevin came over and we went up to the Mt. Chalet II (A.K.A The Deuce) for $1.50 Labatts. Kevin said they might run out of beer if we didn't get there soon. I though he was kidding. He was not. Dan showed up a bit later. We managed to kill off their keg of Labatts. Then we went to the Coney.

I am teh tired this morning/afternoon. I need a vacation from my weekends. Unfortunately, next weekend doesn't look to be much easier.

Skippy's got a license to drive

Well, not really. I got Skippy's Berkley dog license on Friday, so he's registered finally.

Weekend was pretty busy, though. Friday was the meeting of the eating club, and then the adventures Saturday... ugh.

So, Saturday I went up to Ann Arbor to watch the game with some fraternity brothers, one of whose Bachelor party it was that day/night. I was a bit late setting out, having gotten a haircut. I eventually trekked to the bar where they were watching the game, and unfortunately sitting close to many OSU fans. The game sucked. At least I got drunk.

After the game we went to a tailgate to catch up with everyone else (drink some more) and then headed to the hotel where the guys were spending the night. I desperately needed to go to the bathroom while on our trip, and we briefly stopped at a McDonalds where I rid myself of the many beers I'd already consumed.
After a brief rest at the hotel(where we had a few more beers), we headed out to dinner (drinking) and after dinner, the "New" Mitch's, which was much like the old Mitch's even carrying over much of the furniture. It was kind of strange, because people were playing flip-cup, quarters and beer-pong in the bar. Way more hardcore than when I was school. I got involved in some flip-cup, and that was enough to get me really hammered. Eventually we left the bar and ended up at the hotel, where I ended up spending the night. Thankfully John had been able to go let Skippy out during the day, so he wasn't too upset when I finally got home around 9am.

One cool thing, when I went to my Mom's for dinner, she let me test drive her new Toyota Prius. It's pretty cool, but kind of strange the way it starts and stops and there's no key, just a push button. It's nice.

From the misty shores of Terre Haute

It's Monday, and we're back. Dan, Beckie and I trekked down to Terre Haute to visit Jessica and celebrate her birthday.

I have these observations. Terre Haute is far. Indiana is weird. Trivial Pursuit takes forever.

We watched Ants, a late 70s horror movie, which was not scary nor terrifying nor any of the other adjectives used to describe it on the box. As suspected, I looked it up and it was a TV movie, Suzanne Somers (at the time not even the top billed star) was probably just starting/started Three's Company, and most everybody else were has-beens or nobodies. It was pretty terrible, saved only by the prodigious drinking we did whenever somebody said "ants" or we saw ants.

Still, we had a good time. It was good to see Jessica.