Thursday

Fun.

Life is about fun(ok, it's about a lot of other things too... but for me, there are few that rank above fun). Thursday(and early Friday) was fun. Very fun.

Often I think people spend way too much time stressing out over shit, pissing/moaning about little things and generally not enjoying life as much as they should. And I am often just as guilty as the rest of y'all in this regards. That is where 'fun' comes in. You can never have enough fun... sure, you can't sacrifice everything in the name of fun, but I think we as a society tend to swing too far in the other direction, more often than not.

So what was so fun about Thursday. Everything. Well, maybe not everything, but a lot of things. Starting with the date. March 17th. "St. Paddy's" Day! The bestest holiday EVAR ;-)

Just the concept of a holiday that is primarily about getting shit-faced AND having fun... brilliant. So I decided, as I am often prone to do, to participate fully. This meant I had to resolve the 5 W's, in some manner: Who to have fun with, What to drink while having fun, Where to have said fun, When to start(that was the easiest one) and ... ok, I only needed to answre 4 W's I guess ;-)

When was ASAP.

Where was:
A) Home,
B) Elsewhere

Home is fine for getting started. But home, for me, is often not enough(you'll understand why if you know my home situation... respect is required... which limits the sort of 'fun' I was going for ;-)) Don't get me wrong, I love "home" -- but it's not exactly "my" home, if you catch my drift... anyways, moving on...

Elsewhere, in this case, wound up being my brother's new place. And later on, a local bar(surprise, surprise) ... and(eventually) back to my brother's new place... and it was a fucking blast!!!

What to drink? Seeing as how it is an Irish holiday, Irish Whiskey seemed appropriate. Bushmill's "Black Bush"(insert lewd joke here) was the poison du jour. With some cheap 6% Molson Dry Ice for good measure(I don't think I'll be going back to those any time soon... my palette is maturing... or something). And I got drunk. But not an overly bad drunk(which has happened on occasion in the past... but less and less as i've "matured" -- yeah right, like i've matured much). I'm sure I had some other drinks throughout the evenings festivities, but damned if I can recall 'em all :-P (I'm a wee bit notorious for the "I don't remember" mindset, the day after... meh).

So that's 3 of the 4 W's(in this case) -- leaving the grand-daddy of 'em all:

Who to have 'fun' with?

Seeing as how it was my brother's place, that answer is kind of obvious, at first glance. But he had other plans going on that night as well, so relying on him to provide entertainment(as I suck at bringing the entertainment... but that's a story for another time) was no guarantee... but, fortunately, a bit of a crew were on hand(my brother's "boys"), and some new folks(to me anyway) were introduced into the fray(hello, ladies :high five:), and others joined into the mix as the night progressed(I probably don't remember half the folks who were at the bar, but remembering isn't necessarily always the priority)... and(I believe) a good time was had by all! And that is what it is all about, as "good time" and "fun" are synonomous(sp?), right?

Anyways, it's probably a tad ridiculous for me to be going on(and on, and on) about this, but I really did have a LOT of fun(Did you?). So much so that I wanted to go out and do it all over again the next night, and the next night, and so on... BUT...

... this old man's(sad, i know) system couldn't handle it... slept more than was awake since the evenings festivities came to an end in the wee hours of Friday morning... I remember a time when the party started Wednesday and went through the weekend... and sometimes longer... and I was there for all of it... now, one night usually requires one or more of recovery... and here i am, a few days later and ready to roll again... but it's Sunday, and shit happens... but I soooo look forward to the next time, and the time after that...

Because, DAMN! That was FUN!


(getting the cel back in one piece, no worse for wear, was a definite bonus too... that would've dampered things a wee bit... but all's well...)