my brain feels like it was just smashed out with a slice of lemon…

…wrapped around a large gold brick. Thanks to everybody that came out. Final damage:

115 Lone Stars (1 keg)
12 Anchor Steam Old Foghorn
6 Anchor Steam Anchor Bock
6 Independence Bootlegger
6 Sierra Nevada IPA
6 Leinie’s Sunset Wheat
1 17oz Fuller’s ESB
1 17oz Fuller’s London Porter
1 20oz Lagunitas Hairy Eyeball
3 11oz Red K Cider
750ml Macadamia Nut Liqueur
250ml Grey Goose
250ml Sauza Hornitos
500ml Bacardi Gold
750ml Ciclon
3l + 12 x 12oz Coca-Cola
12 Dr Pepper
12 Diet Dr Pepper, if you don’t think people were desperate

…and we still ran out before the party was over. Well, we had liquor left, but no mixers.

Once I managed to drag myself out of bed and could crawl to the living room, I spent pretty much the whole day playing Viva PiƱata. It looks like a kids’ game–hell, it’s a perfectly good kids’ game–but it’s got a lot more depth that you’d probably think. Think The Sims depth. The whole thing is kind of Animal Crossing meets The Sims meets Pokemon. If you own an XBox 360 you owe it to yourself to go read a review. When you breed ‘em they go back to their place and do this “romance dance” that’s different for each species and pretty hilarious for all of them. The moths have this blaring techno with flashing lights, but every time the lights flash off, they just fall to the floor, and when they flash back on they fly toward the ceiling….anyway. Hilarious.

I will go see Spike and Mike’s Sick and Twisted Festival of Animation next wednesday at the drafthouse downtown, so if anybody wants to go with hit me up. If you’ve never been to Spike and Mike’s, then go watch some Happy Tree Friends. If you laugh, instead of wondering why the people who do laugh aren’t already in prison, then you’ve been missing out.

Leave a Reply