Great Nate

My old pal Nate is in town, not for a particularly good reason but I'll get to that later. Nate and I have a long history of heavy drinking and barhopping, so we decided to do a little of that last night. Nate is in school now so he's not been keeping up his liver damage, and it's been a while since I have done rounds of shots at the bar either. (Sidenote: If you go to the Pilsner Inn, ask Warren for his new shot named something like "bloody red" or "red death." It's fantastic.) So several drinks and shots later, but about 1/3 of the amount we used to drink on a nightly basis, we were totally tanked. We went to get a slice of pizza then to the Transfer then back to the Pilsner then home I think.

Today I had to go into Day Job for a "diversity training." I showed up looking noticeably haggard, so I told them I was out late celebrating my proud Irish heritage.