So a few co-workers and I went out on the town last night… Started at a place called Einstein’s, and ended up at the Silver Dollar.
It’s been a looong time since I’ve been that drunk, and wow did I ever need it! Got completely plashtered! So smashed, in fact, that I ordered AND enjoyed some deep fried pickles. Believe it.
The Silver Dollar had a live bluegrass band, and holy crap they were amazing! Kept the place swinging till well after midnight! Apperent;y, they’re there every wed
This morning, however, I’m paying the price. No headache, but I feel queasy and slightly dizzy. Ah well, small price to pay I suppose…