Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Why I don’t go out much anymore:

So I obviously survived the girls’ night over the weekend. I mean, I didn’t blog about awards from the afterlife yesterday or anything so I’m sure you all were aware I didn’t meet my demise. In case anybody was wondering, here is a brief recap of what I remember the evening:


Runs in the first inning? Suh-wheeet! High five friend.

More Beer.

Wow, way to blow the lead guys.

Have I mentioned there was beer?

Holy SHIT, our starting pitcher just hit a GRAND SLAM!!!!

High-fiving strangers.

Another beer? Well, I mean if you’re buying…

Wait, ANOTHER one? I still have one in my ha- oh fuck it, I’ll double fist.

Why yes, I would luuuuuuuuurve some Parrot Bay you snuck in!

I don’t even need a mixer, it’s like water!

More runs. Score is now 9-5.

More high-fives.

Here come the All-Star ballots.

I’m not coordinated enough to punch out the holes.

Guys next to us very interested by my rant on how Milton Bradley has a dumb name (it’s a board game company, come on!).

But not as dumb as Coco Crisp.

How did I get another beer in my hand? And where did the rest of them go?

Did we really drink all that Parrot Bay already?

7th inning stretch.

“Take me out to the ballllggaaaammmeee”

Drunk people behind us are very nice.

So very nice.

Yes, we would LOVE for you take pictures for us!

No, I don’t think it’s blurry. It just looks that way cuz we’ve had all those beers:

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Last call?

Wait, the game’s over?

Trek to a bar.

Drink more beer.

Do a shot.

Run into girl in bathroom.

“OMG, you are SOOOOOO familiar looking! Why do I know you?”

Discussion involving work places.

Lightbulb! “You’re that nurse who fucked up my pregnancy test!!!”

“I didn’t fuck it up, the lab did.”

“Yeah, no, it was you. But it’s cool. I knew I was pregnant all along and forgive you for the ‘user error’ comment.”

Leave bar.

Take this dumb picture in front of the stadium:

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Yes, I’m hugging Bob Gibson’s bronzed leg.

Walk to bars on The Landing.



Lots of dancing.

Lots of drinks.

Friend and I on stage for lively sing-a-long to Alabama’s Mountain Music.

More dancing.

God, I’m parched.

Wake up in hotel next morning.


  1. I feel like I had all those beers after reading this. LOL

  2. Haha! Glad you had a blast! I know what you mean though, I went to a friends bachelorette party last week, and I am so out of drinky shape!

  3. Whoa! Sounds like you had a great time! Sometimes I try and relive the "how did I drink that much and not die" days. I'm no where near what I used to be. HAHA!

  4. Sounds like you had way to much fun and really wasted in the process!!! Glad you had a great time!!

  5. We all need a good time once in awhile :)

  6. MMMMMMM....beer. Impressed you didn't puke-that is a successful evening!

  7. Love this stream of consciousness post...I'm living vicariously through you sister. I desperately need a night like this!

  8. I could soooooo use a night out like this... everyone needs one like these every once in a while. I'm glad you had a good night with the girls! :)