On the spur of the moment I ended up going on a two day drinking binge called the The Winstock Country Music festival. I don’t think there was a person in the group that was a country music fan, but there were a lot of beer fans so we had a good time. My liver needed resuscitation on multiple occasions (*Paddles! – CLEAR!*), but somehow I survived.
I learned that this was the last time I’ll ever pay 12 dollars for a pitcher of three two beer. Also, I hope someone else in our group learned a lesson from The Incident.