
That's where it ended. Sort of.
Where It All Began
It all started the night before, with the normal running about trying to get everyone together so we won't be late for something. It was nobody's fault, really. I mean, I didn't wake up until four, and I was supposed to be ready by four. But no matter, the stage was set.
I went as Secret Asian Man. You know, tuxedo, with a pair of chopsticks in the lapel. Subtle, not too obvious, and definately hot. This evening was an unbridled success.
Alcohol Content: Two beers, two shots of Washington Apple, one very stiff Long Island Iced Tea. Within Ten Minutes.
We saw Rocky Horror Picture Show at the IMAX at the Tropicana in Atlantic City, then drank the night away at Ri Ra, right around the vicinity. It was filled with mid twenty to upper forty year old bodies looking to rub up on something. All intoxicated. One couldn't complain, unless its a guy and you're a straight male. Not to say that that'd happened. Just that it'd be grounds for complaint.
Alcohol Content: Completely lost track, but dangerously above normal
The night ended in Hooters, where I found out that I hated oysters.
Alcohol Content: Sober enough to do a paper route
I wake up the next day at around 4 pm.
Alcohol Content: Dead sober, with a slight hangover.
And waited.
Alcohol Content: Way too sober for this time of day[6pm]
Dinner was served at the Highpoint, while awaiting the train and everyone else(Read: Kudra and Camel) to arrive. The dive bar of dive bars.
Alcohol Content: One beer.
Purchased a twelve pack of Yuengling to take on the train. At the station, with tickets ten minutes later.
Alcohol Content: Two beers
Kudra and Camel arrive exactly on time. Got on the train to Philly.

We had to transfer over to another train, and finally got to Philly at around 7pm.

I tried to get her number.. but she was incapacitated. One would think that that'd make things easier. No.
Alcohol Content: Three beers
Ended up in some bar.

Waiting for more people to show.. like Jose and what have you. Jose was the only one good enough to show up.

Alcohol content: Six beers, one shot of Washington Apple.
We stayed there for quite awhile. Until around 10 pm, if I can remember correctly.

Tried to pick up beer with special secret asain chopsticks....

Didn't work.
Then we went to Johnny Rockets for some drunken food. It turned out that it WASN'T BYOB...



The last three pics are to demonstrate the expert hiding of the beer that our group was demonstrating. I mean, Jose didn't ask for an empty glass and NOTHING ELSE or anything of the sort.
There was no telltale sound of a beer can being popped open while the waiter too our order at all.
We weren't openly chugging cans of Yuengling while the other patrons gawked at us or anything.
And we didn't leave a pyramid-like stack of beer cans at the table for the busboy to pick up.
No, none of that happened.
Alchohol Content: Eight beers, one shot of Washington Apple
11:30. What was the name of that last bar, anyone?
It was last call when we came in. They served slushies. Alcoholic slushies.

When my hair starts looking like that, it's safe to say that I'm pretty blitzed.
Alcohol Content: Eight beers, one shot of Washington Apple, one cup of alcoholic slushie.
The walk back to the train station should be nice and happy, with plenty of time to spare to sober up for the route. =)
Night not over.
We missed the train at the transfer point. The last train. It was now 2am. Only option was the bus.
The bus wasn't getting there until 3am. I have to be at my route at 4:30am.
Alchohol Content: Stone. Cold. Sober.
The bus was an hour, the ride to my car took 15 minutes.
Needless to say, everyone at the newspaper pickup point were quite impressed by the asian in a tuxedo going to deliver the papers.
Got home around 6:30am, to a crazy meowing feline who was far too distressed about my all night absence.
It was a long halloween.
Posted by sagien at November 2, 2005 06:49 AMhmm.. poor cat. :( Well, at least you had fun and gave the locals something to gossip about, what with their paper boy delivering news papers in a tux I'm sure their tongues will be wagging for quite some time my dear! :P
Posted by: Jen at November 2, 2005 08:54 AM*this* is why I miss Jersey. :(
Posted by: shftleft at November 2, 2005 11:44 AMYou shoulda gone to the Standard Tap.
Posted by: nmg at November 2, 2005 02:54 PMWe probably shoulda' gone to Standard Tap - maybe if YOU would have come out with us, we would have. But no. Juuuuust kidding. Next time, I liked that place. Oh, thanks for posting the picture of me where I look retarded. Thanks.
Posted by: Kudra at November 2, 2005 07:58 PMyou look retarded in all your pics
Posted by: sagien at November 2, 2005 08:00 PMill have to agree. except that one pic where you're naked. and having sex with me. in that one you look pretty.
Posted by: wombat at November 3, 2005 10:52 AM1-Sagien, you REALLY need to clean that black crap from under your nails
2-Why is it that I always miss big group outings anymore...
Posted by: Dino at November 3, 2005 03:55 PMLOLLERCAUST.
i'm glad i could implant the washington "drunk, but not enough to hit people" apple bug in you.
Posted by: dirt. at November 4, 2005 01:16 AM