Happy Cinco De Mayo to Everyone!

This weekend was…well, pretty eventful. Saturday was a drunkfest like no other.

It all started with volleyball around 2 pm, which is when the tequila first made its appearance. It was all down hill from there. We played for a good 4 hours and drank a few pitchers of Margaritas before we decided to call it quits. By the end of it, everyone was so drunk it was nothing but bitching and complaining about teams cheating.

So did everyone go home and call it an early night after we were done? Of course not…and this is was happened.

Friend 1:

He got kicked out of the bar for no apparent reason. He tried wearing my hat to hide but within a few seconds the bouncer shined a flashlight in his face and escorted him out the front door.

Friend 2:

He did not get kicked out of the bar, but instead got red flagged at the door trying to get in. They said he was already to drunk so he had to go to a different bar.

Here is where things get interesting. I was passed out in my bed around 7 am when he comes rolling into my room and tells me what happened. He ended up walking halfway home from the bar, and then deciding it was too far to continue. So instead he slept in a bush underneath the highway overpass. He left his phone there but ended up finding it the next day.

Friend 3:

Much like friend 2, this friend also failed to make it home after bar close. However, there were no bushes for this kid. Instead, he tried walking home from Tempe and made a wrong turn. Where did he wake up? On a bench at a bus stop somewhere in Scottsdale…

So lets just say it was one heck of a Cinco De Mayo weekend. I just hope tonight has no stories resembling these or it is going to be one long work week…

So I was wandering around a CVS Pharmacy here in Phoenix yesterday, when I managed to find something interesting. I was checking out the liquor section (of course) and saw some plastic cups and ping pong balls.

My first thought was, Beer Pong! And then I thought how convient it was to put these items near the beer. I have never seen a store, other than liquor stores, put items like this near the alcohol.

What I found to be even more interesting, was the fact that the price tag said table Ping Pong balls/beer pong right on it. Check out the pic:

So I guess drinking games are finally becoming recognized as real games, lol. Whats next? I am guessing either the Jenga price tag will say Jenga/Drinking Jenga or the clear plastic cups will say Cups/Flip Cup.

Oh wait, even better, the Twister game will say Twister/Drunk Naked Twister in the toys section. Just wait until little Jimmy see’s that. Mommy Mommy! I want this game!

I think it would be awesome if more price tags had more than one description. Cheap Tequila could say Tequila/What Did I do Lastnight?, or perhaps the condoms could say Latex Condoms/Ackward Morning.

One of the things I did while in Los Angeles was hang out at the University of Southern California. One of my roommates was originally supposed to attend a seminar their but we were not able to find it.

So what did we do instead?

Well, we walked around for a little while and took a few pictures. As we were walking back to our car on the top of a USC parking lot, a guy asked if we wanted a beer.

Of course, being who we are, we decided to accept. The next thing I know, my roommate and I are drinking tall boys of Coors Light on top of the parking ramp overlooking the courtyard they have on campus.

It was a great time drinking with some new people and it was fun because I am pretty sure it was illegal. Here is a picture of us with one of the guys (I am on the right):

But that wasn’t all we did, the people we were drinking with knew a few members of a band that were playing on campus as part of their spring festival. They had two stages setup, along with slip n’ slides and a bunch of other stuff. Not what I remember from college.

So we went down by the courtyard and hung out by the stage. Once again, we continued to drink tall boys of Coors Light even though we were right in the middle of campus. All the people around us looked like they were 18 or 19, but oh well.

They sure don’t do much as far as enforce rules on this campus. Their wasn’t a single security guard or police officer until the very end once we had already drank all the beer and destroyed the evidence.

What I concluded from this experience, is that I should of went to college at USC. The place is amazing and reminds you of all the movies you see that take place on college campuses.

Of course, it costs like 35 thousand a year to go their, but that’s what student loans are for…hehe.

Stay tuned for tomorrow, I will be summing up my San Diego experience. Let’s just say it involves freezing in the Pacific ocean and seeing a Mexican family trying to climb over the mountain only to be greeted by 5 border patrol SUV’s.

Yeah, it was pretty interesting.

So yesterday was Easter Sunday and I must admit mine was anything but ordinary. There was no Easter Egg hunts or Easter Bunnies in this story, just booze, partying, and some bad decisions. From the beginning of the day until 12 am, my Easter was out of control.

It started by waking up at 9, about as hungover as you can possibly be. My friend walks in and invites me to church and I agree to go since it was Easter.

So the next thing I know, I am sitting at church with my 3 friends. One of them is whispering in my ear that this would be a great place to meet girls. Probably not the best thing to talk about at Church.

From there, we ended up going to Gordon Biersch and drinking way more beer than anyone ever should on Easter. I was three sheets to the wind before we left the place. We decided to hop in the car and drive around looking for a strip club. Little did I know, it is a lot harder than you think to find a strip club open on Easter Sunday, even in Phoenix.

After driving around, we stopped in at the grocery store and bought a ton of booze. There is nothing better than walking around the store with 2 bottles of booze in your hand, only to run in to the receptionist I work with. That was an awkward hello, see you tomorrow…

We partied pretty hard at our place and drank a ton of margaritas. I played some pool, but it got boring after I beat everyone a few times. So we decided to go out at this point, and ended up heading to 6 lounge in Scottsdale.

It was a good time considering we ended up paying $150 for VIP bottle service. 1 liter of Sky vodka and it was all over. Not sure how I am going to pay for it, maybe I’ll get lucky and get 200 Adsense clicks today

I woke up this morning hurting like hell. I left my credit card at the bar, and I am pretty convinced my right arm is broken. I couldn’t even straighten it this morning. I’m hoping I just slept on it really bad.

So that was my Easter Sunday, pretty eventful I must say. We also made plans to go to Lake Havasu on Friday, and then drive to Las Vegas from there so I can meet up with my parents. I promise, this is going to be one interesting week. It’s going to be a lot of booze, a few bad decisions, and some more road trips that will surely make some good stories.

So did you do anything special for Easter? Feel free to comment on this post.

Last night was another interesting night to say the least. It started with a roommate spilling a drink on his pants and getting accused of pissing himself at the bar. And ended up with 6 people riding home in a mustang, which involved one person riding in the trunk (not me!). So this morning when I woke up, it got me thinking. What are the pro’s and con’s to going out on the weekdays versus the weekends?

Photo by brosner

Here is what I managed to come up with.

5 Reasons You SHOULD Go Out on Weekdays:

1. Drinks Are Dirt Cheap

Last night at The Vine, in Tempe, it was a $5 cover and 1 dollar u-call its. That is a deal that is hard to pass up. Besides, you will never find a deal like that on Fridays and Saturdays. So it is a great way to get out and meet people for those on a super tight budget.

2. The Crowds Are usually Different

The nice thing about going to different bars on the weekdays is that you usually see new people that are not there on the weekends. So it is a great way to go to the same bars but see a new crowd. It is also nice to go to bars you hardly visit since most places have certain specials on different days of the week.

3. Being Hungover At Work Isn’t So Bad

Some people might disagree with this, depending on your job, but I have no problems getting up at 7 and heading to work after partying. I would rather spend my miserable mornings sitting at work on company time versus wasting away my precious Saturday and Sunday mornings. If I really have a rough night, I could always throw the Bathroom Stall Hammock in the briefcase and grab a quick nap.

4. It Gives You Something To Blog About

I must admit, I have been through some crazy times over the last few months, and many of them have to do with going out and having fun on weekdays. It gives me some interesting topics to right about. For example, had I never gone out on a random Tuesday, I never would of sat at work all day on Wednesday trying to think of ways to sleep in a bathroom stall. Little did I know, it would eventually lead to my invention of the Bathroom Stall Hammock, as well as a few other things.

5. Great For Networking

I always seem to meet more interesting people on weekdays, probably because there are more business minded people out having a few drinks. It seems like the people out on Friday and Saturday are out for one reason, to get wasted (I’ll admit I am usually one of them). Lately I have been handing out a lot of business cards with my website on them and it has been helping a lot. You never know who might come check out the website and enjoy it.

5 Reasons you SHOULDN’T Go Out on Weekdays:

1. Drinks Are Dirt Cheap

Notice some similarity to the first reason above? Yeah, cheap drinks are great when you are on a low budget, but just about any poor kid can scrape up $20 to go to the bar. This means your spending $5 to get in the door, and another $10 to $15 on drinks. Anyone knows drinking 10 u-call its will put anyone down. And this can lead to some interesting stories, both good and bad…

2. Those Rough Mornings

I am usually angry when I hear my alarm clock go off on any typical day, but when I am hungover, it is far, far worse. This morning my motivation to go to work was about as high as a kids going to get his/her wisdom teeth pulled. Sleep was the only thing on my mind, but I guess that will have to wait until this afternoon. I have some Entrecards I need to drop first.

3. Those “You Look Ill’s” You Receive The Next Day

Countless times, I always so up for work on time after partying the night before, but for some reason, people always notice something different about you. It usually leads to coworkers saying “You Look Ill” all day, but all I am thinking is “No I am Not! I’m just hungover so leave me alone.” It gets old after you hear it a few too many times, unless you take your manager’s advice and take the day off early. Ahhh. those are the good ol’ days.

4. Getting Into A Rhythm Of Doing It All The Time

Another downside to going out on weekdays is that you eventually fall into a rythm of going out everynight. It seems like the more you do it, the easier it gets. I remember back in January when my friend came home from Iraq, we went out like 6 nights in a row. By the 4th night, I was waking up BEFORE my alarm went off every morning ready to go to work. This is something I still cannot do if I do not go out the night before.

5. There Is No 5th Reason

As far as I can tell, there are only 4 reasons why you shouldn’t go out on weekdays. So that leads me to believe that going out is the better choice. Hmm, something tells me that isn’t right, otherwise they would of taught this in class back in college.

Well there you have it, the best reasons I could come up with. So the next time someone invites you out on weekday, come read this and it should help you make up your mind. But please, do not take my word for it, I will not be responsible for anything that happens to you, unless it is good.

PS. I am not an alcoholic, just a man that enjoys drinking a few beers with random people from around the world

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