Monday, April 13, 2009

Drunken Revelry

Holy crap. Saturday night I partied like there was no tomorrow.
The batches of crawfish just kept coming. They must've boiled 7 bags. In the last batch they did some stone crab claws - the biggest I've ever seen - brought in by a shrimper friend.
The excellent food helped balance the number of beers I drank, but I really don't remember how many it was.
Somebody brought out a guitar, and everyone who was drunk enough (myself included) sang along to such classics as 'Long Haired Country Boy', 'American Pie' and 'Bad Moon Rising'.

As it got late, we sat around the fire and talked and laughed, and soon all but the hard core partiers had wandered off to bed.
It was a fabulous party.
My fantasy of christening the van bed with an attractive 20 something male even came true..... though I would've enjoyed it more if I hadn't been quite so inebriated.

Then tomorrow came. I think I'm getting too old for this shit. I must be paying some kind of karmic price for my debauchery, because the vacuum pump appears to have gone out in the van.


  1. no good deed goes unpunished.

  2. The main thing is that you got to add to the "memory book" for something to keep you warm in future times, right?

    Glad you had a good time, my friend. You deserve it!

  3. It's not a sin to have a good time... as long as nobody got hurt.
    So you "christened" the van with a man, eh?
    I always christen my boats with champagne.

  4. Once the hangover wears off, it'll be a fond memory! Heh heh heh, everybody needs to let it all hang out once in a while.....

  5. It really was the best time I'd had in quite a while. Crawfish, drunken guitar sing-a-longs, and seducing hot 23 year olds are all some of my favorite things....
    At least y'all won't have to hear me drool over Jeff Goldblum for at least 2 months now.
    Heh heh heh......

    Publius, I christened the BED with a man, I may still launch The Beast with champagne.
    And nobody got hurt. I was half joking when I threatened to drag him off to the van. I didn't think he'd actually take me up on it.