Ain’t hurtin’ but ain’t right either

I sure as sh!t am not 20sumpin anymore.

But yesterday’s festivus activities,  ya wouldn’t know I know it

Around 10 people, but B n I started just prior to the Noon marker,  and were cracking the hard stuff by 1400.  By the time people started arriving, we had a hella headstart on things.  

Recall clearly how good the food was, and that it smoothed out the thickened skull feelings, but other things are a little more fuzzy.

Dead soldiers of the evening: one fifth of Knob Creek Bourbon, 1/2gallon of Fireball,(adnd I do recall the last three or for rounds of that, my passing it on without partaking) close to a case of Michelob,,, and to show we have some experiance at this game, many bottles of electrolytes,,,,   and there were several others that were more ‘samplers’ than the main course: two in mason jars,,,

And this went on till just past 0200 this mornin, when I finally crashed, only to rise at 0530, wide eyed and mehbe not so bushy-tailed, but thoroughly functional. now

Its now nearer 1600, and I can tell I am still not operating on all 8 cylinders. Gots an intermittent miss somewhere on the left bank.

And I needed the ‘let your hair down, cut loose a bit’ night, so I am not complainin’. B n I are in full agreement though: next meetup, there’s gonna be a lot LESS of the knob crk, and better moderation for uptake of what we do get.

No one died, we laughed A LOT, and for a day, all of that wasn’t even a blip on the screen. Now, I am drinking fluids, electrolytes, and trying to get that random misfire sorted out.