PIZZA AND BOOZE
Once again an unbeatable combination....until the next morning. Friday was one of the best Fridays I had in awhile. Started off with homemade pizzzas at Jon's crib. The extra z is for ZUPER! If you haven't had his pizza, make it a point to have some. Well, you should probably get to know him first, because I don't think he'd take kindly to strangers just showing up and looking for pie. Unless they're of the female sort...ziiiiiiing! Then onto the boozing! I hadn't played Asshole or Up The River Down The River in forever...but amazingly I played pretty well, except for the exercise ball! Damn you ball! Then off to Tiki Bob's and McFadden's! Quoting Rick James the entire night. If you ever want to go to a place where you can't hear yourself think, or you have a shitty date and don't want to listen to her talk...take her to one of these places...cause man I didn't hear anything except pulsating beats! I bet you're asking if I danced...well if you had to ask that, you aren't my friend because I can't dance. After some parking lot antics we were on our way to Pat's and Geno's for steakmmmmmm's! I don't think there is anything that beats a drunk cheese steak...except maybe drunk sex . After that I passed out on the floor against the wall at Jon's till 5AM whereupon sobering up I realized that I was PASSED OUT ON THE FLOOR AGAINST THE WALL and was not comfy. Around 11 Am I blogged the cheesesteak and pizza out. And all was good...for an hour then another blog. Pretty much sums up Saturday....and it was good...hallejuah!

Year 4 of Chilifest is over. But the remains of Chilifest grappled with me the next day as well. That's when chilifest turns in assfest. I get my annual call from the gas company to see if there is a leaky main in my house. I got into an argument with the family on Sunday night...coincidentaly right after I'd been drinking. I regret the approach I took into saying things to my parents, but not the material. Anyway back to Chilifest. Another great year, I think I rank it only 3 out of the 4 I've been to though. Trust me I had an awesome time pissing in the canal AGAIN, but the number one spot will always be the 2002 Chilifest, with the Patriots winning the super bowl later that day, and myself being hammered all day long. Even though last year they managed to stuff more people into the brewery than they manage to stuff immigrants into ship cargo holds, I still had a slightly better time. There was a certain jennasayqua...i have no idea how to spell it smarty pants, so don't worry about my spelling, worry about me punching you in the stomach for correcting my spelling. I made my first Lasagna last night. Not a big deal? Well considering I forgot to cook the noodles, it was a big deal. Luckily after putting down two layers, my roommate pointed out how dumb I was being. After fixing it I made a damn good lasagna in my own humble opinion. That's a spicy meatball!