Drink Rum

It's been a while since I've had a weekend involving back to back nights of drinking. Even more rare is the fact that beer was the beverage of choice for said events.

Friday night was the scene of a sushi party... but it got started pretty late so it became a drinking party. Beers of the evening were Jack's Pumpkin Spice Ale (are you ready for Halloween?), some chinese beer in a missile of a can, and whatever Pam and I purchased at the grocery store. I think she said it was made by alcoholic monks in New Zealand or New Hampshire or something. It was good... as far as I know.

In case anyone thought I'd make a good sushi chef... my sushi rolls were quickly dubbed rice/fish burritos. How was I supposed to know that making a sushi roll the size of my forearm was a bad idea? I don't know how it tasted but, my roll was later used to defend my home against rogue, government agents.

We ended up spending the rest of the evening playing craps in the dungeon. Basically... everyone sucked at craps. Except Paul. But only when he was properly motivated. If I would "hoot" at Paul or sing him a little song, he'd make money. My hooting won me $400. I can't really explain the "hoot". If you see me in person, I'll do it for you. The consensus amongst the group was that if I did that in Las Vegas, I'd get kicked out of the casino. I certainly welcome testing that theory.... in like 6 weeks.

Saturday was dominated by the 6th Annual Wakeman's Grove Invitational Blues Jamathon. (Did I get the title right, Leo?) Once again... beer. Beer and Jello shots. Oh man. I finished off the remaining Jack's Pumpkin Spice Ale (I got yelled at for not bringing enough for everyone... actually I think my response to whether or not I brought enough for everyone was, "I brought enough for me and one person that can kick my a$$."... boy that's was spikey of me.), moved onto Sam Adams SomethingorOther and finally into Leo's Guinness. I was smart enough to wait until after Leo went on stage before I informed him that I was drinking his beer. (Thanks Leo!)

Good times. Good food, good music, good beer, good friends.

Big thanks to Leo for making the event such a hit. Big thanks to Blue for lending me a jacket (who knew it was going to be 2 degrees last night?).

Phil, time to get practicing on the bass man. We're committed to doing a set next year.

Also, can you sing? All I can do it hoot.