I was lazy yesterday and didn't bring my lunch, so I decided to go out around 1:30 when I could barely think straight. It was particularly beautiful yesterday afternoon and I decided to take a nice stroll to a place with a patio a few blocks away. This particular place has a decent menu and a great selection of beers on tap. Perfect for a long lunch on a sunny patio right? I ordered my salad (!?) and perused the menu, slowly talking myself into ordering a draft . I believe it was Bell's Hopslam that they had on tap that was getting me jonsin'. Nevertheless, as I was getting the bartendress' attention my work phone rang.
Long story short, I had to scarf down my salad and ditched the idea of a long beer fueled lunch. Now this is where it gets weird.
As I was briskly walking back to the office I had the uncanny feeling that I had a buzz, that I in fact had a beer or three before leaving the restauraunt. I couldn't shake the feeling for a good hour, it was like I had an acid flashback with beer....weird stuff. It probably means my liver is saturated and I'm dying, but I'll just chalk it up to psycho-somatic drunkenness. Weird eh?
Well this weekend is shaping up to be boundless fun. First there will be poker played tonight! Weeee! First live cards since I went to NYC last month. Sham is hosting a HORSE tourney and I'm sure there will be shenanigans.
Tomorrow I'm hosting my tennis/beer group and we will be making a Lager of some sort. I even secured a torpedo of Sierra Nevada for the festivities.
Sunday I'll be making up to my family for being an absentee dad for 2 days. I hope they are gentle with me.
You kids have a good weekend, see you soon.