Seven months ago, I asked LoveLuckLaughter to go hike some caves and waterfalls on a cold, crappy Oct weekend. Best idea I've ever had. Caught more feelings out on those strolls in the woods than any one man deserves. And I'm still falling head over heels for her crunchy, unicorn-asss every second since.
Crazy night, last night... probably the craziest NYE I've had yet. Fun, but a tad over the top. Let's see... Sweetwater IPA, Smirnoff vodka shots, nasty ass Evan Williams and cokes, Yuenglings (bleh), and some mysterious, label-less bottle of champagne that was floating around the house at the after party.
Jan 16 Disclosure
Feb 7 Umphrey's McGee
Mar 15 Dropkick Murphys
May 16 Mastodon / Gojira / Kvelertak
May 31 Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings
Jun 21 John Butler Trio
Jun 24 Lionel Richie
Jul 11 DMB
Jul 25-27 Newport Folk
Aug 19 Arcade Fire
Oct 25 Fleetwood Mac
*ahem* I believe that was actually "white girl drink" - an important distinction which proves he was in fact at least halfway there.
I was planning to make this distinction as well, but you beat me too it. I want to hang out with baconus66 when he's whit girl drink.
And I bet you'll all be surprised to hear that I was drinking box-o-wine (and some vodka shots)
Mostly vino for me too (albeit a bit classier than Bonz's Franzia & Sutter Home ). I got up at 6am on NYE to compete in a fishing competition; didn't get back to sleep, but lasted 'til 2am. My uncle, who got up at the same time for the competition, outlasted me by an hour. I was so tired I turned down some fancy-ass cognac right before I hit the hay. Seriously, me? SMH.
New Year's resolution #1: get my party pants back from the laundromat.