Notes on a Napkin
Every so often I have to remind myself why I don’t drink much anymore. For the first time, in I can’t remember how long, this past Saturday served as that reminder. I wouldn’t say that I spent the day hung over - no upset stomach or headache - but I was so worn-down feeling that I slept just about all day. The worst part is that I can always feel the raised acidity levels in my blood after a night of drinking. Yesterday was no exception. Feeling like your body is trying to very slowly eat itself away from the inside out is not exactly an experience to relish. That said, I must admit that I had a great time getting that way. Friday night was a trip down to Little Rock with some coworkers that resulted in much drinking and merry festivities. Apparently so I wouldn’t forget anything, I started taking notes on my arm, and at some point transcribed them onto a napkin. This is right off my napkin.
Can’t Hear
Palms Raw
Teacher on Stage (That was me pretending to be a teacher, going on stage and singing Proud to be an American)
Sublime Trumpet
4 Non Blonds
Throat Hurts
Not Yours Dude
Cowboys
Bar Fight
Uptown Girl
It’s My Pelican
Boobies on Head (Turns out they were from a drunk off duty cop)
Moms Getting Freaky and Frat Boy Waching
All in all, a great night. And definately plenty of a reminder to keep me sober for a long time.
Interestingly the pelican thing was my beer-induced version of the phrase, “The albatross around one’s neck.” Or, “It’s the cross I bear,” a joke I sometimes like to make when I’m told that somebody finds me attractive. I realize it can make me sound incredibly conceited, but I swear it’s more of a self-deprecating and ironic joke about my inherent shyness and singledom.
Comments
any recolection of what some of those words scribed on your arm meant?
Posted by: Preston | April 2, 2006 11:54 PM
Actually, I remember them all, except "It's Not Yours Dude." I have no clue what that is about.
Posted by: Johnny | April 3, 2006 08:10 AM
I've never tried to record my thoughts while under the influence. I did take some notes while half sleeping during a class, and the stuff I could read was pretty funny.
Posted by: G | April 3, 2006 10:22 AM
Hey John, I just wanted to let ya know that there is a beer olympic event being held in potterville this summer and this is the link to the blog all the info will be put on.
Posted by: Fun Police | April 3, 2006 01:45 PM
http://beerolympics.blogspot.com/
Posted by: Fun Police | April 3, 2006 01:46 PM
If I can't make it back, all I ask is for lots and lots of pictures. A drunk dial or two would also be acceptable.
Posted by: Johnny | April 3, 2006 04:14 PM
Hey John, just thought i'd let ya know that i saw Bob this past weekend. Chrissy and Andy got married and Bob came in from Connecticut for the ceremony. I told him that you moved to Arkansas, he was subsequently dumbfounded.
Posted by: THA CHIEF | April 3, 2006 04:59 PM
Don't ask me where I found this...
http://home.comcast.net/~sthacks/new_whale/media/whale-med.mov
Posted by: G | April 4, 2006 12:17 AM
"It's not yours dude" could be refering to a beer that a drunken frat boy slammed on a table and left do to a lesbian destraction and when you asked who's beer it was the "It's not yours" came into play.
Just Saying . . .
Posted by: the all knowing fairy | April 4, 2006 07:19 PM
I remember that beer... it wasn't mine.
Posted by: Johnny | April 4, 2006 08:23 PM
Hi Johnny! Sorry to be so out of touch lately. Works been wait too busy. Your trip to Little Rock sounds like fun but not the aftermath. More soon, I just wanted you to know I was thinking of you. Love, Don
Posted by: Uncle Don | April 5, 2006 06:27 AM