a very eventful barbecue

there was an epic Bloody Mary (champagne AND pesto) and a keg (hooray!) but the most notable thing is that CP got set on fire. not on purpose, but he stood downwind from the grill and then there was a gust and then he looked like a protesting monk. Ferris Bueller actually yelled, "Stop drop and roll!" everyone else just kinda stood around dumbfounded. i think he put himself out by rolling against the fence.


not long after that, i decided i was too drunk to handle being in public. so i left L-Mac's house and stopped at a bar, ordered a delicious stout that i didn't finish, played some pinball, used the ATM and pocketed the $20 that was already sitting there when i put my card in. then i went to a corner store and bought pasta and cheddar cheese and bacon* and went home and made mac and cheese from scratch. invariably, people's reaction to this story is, "Wow, that sounds good!", not "you are a fucking idiot for cooking highly flammable items while you were dark-greyed-out mere hours after one of your friends was alight in flames."





*i started eating meat again, kinda crazy, right?