Don't Cut Me Off

Ok so this weekend was kind of weird. On Friday night our usual group of friends, plus a lot of other people went to our favorite bar to get wasted. This is nothing out of the ordinary, however, as the night progressed things got strange. Now let me preface what I am fixing to say by stating, that we go to this bar all the time and by far are its best customers. All the bartenders and managers know us and we generally have the run of the place while we are there. So anyway, we are all sitting around just talking and generally getting shitfaced. I am have my weekend drink (Bombay Sapphire and Tonic) and we are all experiencing a pretty good time. Then all of a sudden the manager comes up to me and says that I need to eat something, that I have had too much to drink. Bullshit!!!!!! The bar said that I had drunk 16 gin and tonics already and it was only like 930 10 o'clock. I did not even get to the bar until about 7 so that was impossible. I had only had 11 or twelve. But they insisted that i eat something so i did. But that is not the point. I have been much drunker in that place and I was even the drunkest person there, yet I was the one who had to eat something. That's Crap. Eventually i probably did drink that many gin and tonics and proceeded to have an extremely late night. Did not get home until about 3AM. I felt like ass the next day, but i had to go out and do it again Saturday night as we were going to a wedding, that had a kickass reception.

Sunday was pretty cool, besides laying around and watching some good basketball games, I actually went outside and flew a kite. It was the first time i had done that in a while. I was able to keep it high and up for about an hour and a half until a massive gust of wind came along and separted the kite from the string, so now the kite is on the roof of the church next door to my house. Also last night "12 Angry Men" came on AMC, it you have not watched this movie, you need to it is one of the all-time greats.

Peace Out