My Week (well, what i remember)

Well, I have just been given the privilege to write an honorary blog post. For that, I thank you my good friend Brick.

With this post, I will give the highlights of each day/night of the trip.

Saturday:
We werent allowed into our house until 4 pm, so we waited around forever due to the fact that we got there some time between 9:30 and 10 am. That night ended up in 2 incidents with the cops, one involving Zola calling because he thought Doug was going to kill him. I'll get to the other shortly. Avak and i decided to go to the bars, and first up was Margaritaville. We got there pretty early, and had a couple of beers. Then this large group of females showed up and I sure enough walked on over to try and make some moves. I began by telling them there was an awesome party happening at our private beach house that night, and then dont really remember what i said, which ended with them all giving me some sort of dirty look. So, we decided to move on to the next bar, Tootsies. This bar was full of 40+ year olds, so we decided it would be a great idea to go cougar hunting here. This didn't end well for me, because i thought that the best way to pick up a cougar would be to talk to them in a horrible fake southern accent. This ended up offending many people and we had to get out of there. When we got back to the house, Avak realized he was missing his credit card. He went back to Margaritaville to tell them to give him back the card, and ended up being kicked out as a result. He then proceeded to file a police report that his credit card was stolen. Turns out that when he went back to both bars we were at the night before, he left it at Tootsie's.

Sunday:
Not sure what we did up to the Michigan b-ball game, but we went to b-dubs to enjoy it. It wasn't very enjoyable, and resulted in us angrily consuming a large amount of alcohol when we got back to the house. Not really sure what we did that night either, because it was so long ago, but i believe we just played kings.

Monday:
I think we just drank on the beach during the day, but at night we had an amazing time. Doug introduced us to the game Wizard Staff, in which you drink a beer, and tape your empty underneath your next beer and end up with a tall staff of drank beers. The object is to have the tallest staff at the end of the night, but we all blacked off (out, to the common folk) and dont know who won. The next morning there were beer staffs scattered throughout the house and due to there being so many, we decided that we beat the game.

Tuesday:
8am, I wake up Ting and Zola and we have an amazing scrabble game. This resulted in words such as SHITZ, DD, HOCU, RVSQ, and other not so sensible statements being used. I believe later that day we were by the pool while Zola was very intoxicated. He jumped into the pool on his own, and when he got in was really confused wondering how he got in. He then got out and laid back down. Then Doug and I threw him in, and i shortly after felt bad, so i jumped in with him. Once he got back out, we was smacked with a flipper by Al that resulted in a red mark that remained there for at least a day. That night we were going to do tequila night, but it didnt happen. Instead, Zola, Paul, and I (i think it was just us 3??) played a game of truth or dare that ended in all of our faces being drawn on, brick getting naked, and me taking a shot of salt and thereafter throwing up and soon after passing out for the night.

Wednesday:
I think we day drank on the beach all day, but not really sure. That night, Doug had friends over, of which I only remember one, whose name was Tyler, and I kept calling him Tyler Perry asking him if he had a house of pain, thinking it was hilarious. From there, Andy, Avak, and I went out to the bars which ended in us getting a ride home from a drunk girl named Melissa. During the car ride, Melissa's friend who was hammered took Andy's finger and sucked it, and then moved his hand onto her chest. This girl was dropped off at her home unfortunately for Andy, and Melissa was invited back to our house. She accepted my invitation, and we stopped to buy the most premium beer I could think of at the time to enjoy once we got back, Glass Bottled Natty Lights. Once we got back to our house, we went onto the porch and then I proceeded to black off. Next morning, Melissa was gone, and only god knows if anything special occured

Thursday:
Due to Zola being drunk for the past 48 hours, he was very hungover this day, and didn't participate in drinking. Zola was excited the entire trip for our adventure to JR's Rib Shack, and all you can eat barbecue chicken, pork, beef, ribs, or any comination for a not so expensive price. When we got there Zola was miserable, and i thought it was hilarious because he was so excited for it but didnt get to thoroughly enjoy it like the rest of us. This soon turned not funny as when he went to pay his bill, he somewhat fainted. The entire restaurant (us and the family that ran the place) was circled around him worried very much. He ended up feeling a little better pretty quickly, so we could get him home and have him rest. That night, only four of us drank: Andy, Brick, Ting, and myself. We took videos of ourselves dancing, and dont really know what else besides that.

Friday:
Friday was our last day there, and Al and I decided we would have a strong day session of drinking together. We watched grandma's boy, and i dont really remember what happened the next couple hours. I then went for a walk on the beach with Doug and i dont remember who else, and i saw jellyfish on the ground. The jellyfish was dead, so i decided to pick it up and bring it back to the house for everyone to enjoy. They didnt really enjoy it, they just thought i was retarded because they thought jellyfish can sting even if theyre dead. Turns out its not true, and i proved it. After that, I went boogie boarding while very close to being blacked off, because i barely remember it. I then unblacked off in the shower, got myself prepared for the night (by shaving and leaving a large patch unnoticed by myself). That night, we went to the bar and on the way decided to pick up a group of Brazilians to share our cab. They told me they were from Brazil, and i made an ass of myself by saying "really? I have a friend from Mexico City" and i belive they were very much offended. I don't really remember much at the bar, and then Avak and I began to walk back. We began our walk on the beach and then decided that we still had a long way to go, so we needed to get a ride. It was 4 am at least, and we came across a Waffle House. We went inside and enjoyed the breakfast of a lifetime. Once back outside, there was a group of African Americans that I approached looking for a ride home. One of them didnt take too kindly to me and apparently was ready to kill me. Avak got me away from them and we continued our walk. We eventually were picked up by a cab, but he then got a call that he had to drive someone to the airport, so only drove us for 1/2 mile. We still had another 12 miles to go, so continued to walk and tried hitchhiking. Eventually, a limo drove by us, and then turned around and pulled up to us. He told us if we filled up $20 of gas for him, he'd give us a ride. We found this to be a great deal and we got to ride in a limo for 12 miles. It was a great experience. When we got back, i was scared i left my credit card at the bar and began to freak out. Turned out the next morning it was in my wallet, but in a different place than i normally keep it.

Saturday:
I woke up drunk so Andy had to drive. While going through alabama we saw an amazing sign that said "GO TO CHURCH" in large black letters, with "or else the devil will get you" in smaller red letters with a picture of the devil on it. Andy drove til 8pm or so, and i continued on from then until our arrival at 4:30 on sunday morning.

Other notable things that i dont remember which day they go to:
- Paul smacking the shit outta Doug while passed out
- Brick being naked a first time and yelling angrily at people
- Claire being hammered at the dollar store and i had to escort her out of there
- Andy puking 4 separate times on the side of the highway (this was the drive there, just forgot it earlier)
- Me singing the annoying quacking duck song

Well, im sure there's a ton more, but ive been writing this for like 45 minutes and im kinda sick of it.

so, thank you brick for the honorary post, and I hope i will be able to do more in the future

Craig