For one of the first times since I've been back to the USA, I drank some good ol' Smirnoff Ices. They usually get me crazy drunk but this time they didn't really. Maybe it was that I was in the pool the whole time. I was getting pretty sick all at once so I started sticking my head outside the pool and barfing my brains out. Where's your friends with a camera when you need them???
Ooooh they were around - but without a camera! Ha ha ha ha ha! Next time I projectile vomit, people need to be standin' around with film ready to go! Heh heh.
Travis did get a little toasted... okay, way toasted.
What was weird is that if I was drunk... I really, really didn't notice. Is this ex-Mormon finally losing the ability to get super-mega-ultra drunk after a few drinks?! Oh good lord I hope not!
All in all, I had a good day. I have a really good best friend... I've come to realize that. We're too damned alike if you ask me. Nothing like the two of us ordering fried fish then one of us barfing it up later... good times, good times.
You are the one with the camera. You should have brought it. You know I would have taken pictures if I had it...especially of your ass when you jumped up to puke over the side and your pants fell down. That was great. Thanks for putting 2 moons in orbit :)