Duck Farts and Pizza

Wow. Last night was a Par-tay!

I haven't been drunk like that in a very long time. This morning, I'm amazingly in good shape (thanks to constant re hydrating during the night and a large dose of Ibuprofen).

When Vixens closed at 11, as planned, we all headed over to Vertigo where the bartender hooked us up with a round of Duck Farts (no, that's not slang for what I do after eating mass amounts of pizza). It's a coffee shot that's super potent. After 2 or 3 of those, I was done for the evening. Betsy drove us home.

It's nearly lunch time and I'm just now getting up. Wow. Rockstar: I am for just one day.

Gregsta': 30 years, 16 hours and 13 minutes old.