Geeks Who Drink Trivia night

So every Wed night, we go to the local bar Hard Times, to play Geeks who Drink trivia. We aren't good at all. As a matter of fact, we totally suck, no matter how many people we have on our team. But we do have the best team name: C2H5OH - that's the chemical compound of grain alcohol - I will give the credit to B, for coming up w/the team name.

Each week, B & I pre-game at my crazy house and make dinner....we somehow think crushin a 6 pack before random ass trivia, makes us smarter...if we ever win, I will begin to believe that shit! Last nite was no different, except my mom was in town for my bday surprise visit. She had dinner w/us, but didn't pre-game. I'm pretty sure B & I drank enough for at least 5 people anyway!

Trivia was the same as usual - we lost badly. But we had at least 5 pitchers, and then switched to 22oz Miller's once we started Shuffle Board. Man did B & I whoop C & M's ass the first round. They came back round two, but you know we held it down for C2H5OH - we can win something!! So for this week, we're the shuffle board champs.

The walk home was interesting....apparently I am NOT good at getting piggy back rides. B continuously told me I needed to wrap my arms around his neck and choke him - like choke him lol. I for some reason, thought grabbing his shoulders was sufficient enough - I was 1.2 seconds away from falling off his back onto my back - it was not a good look, so I just walked...well, I stumbled a little bit.

So when we got home, first thing's first - cold beers! After that, much of the night is a blur. I recall L & C coming home at some point, and I know L stayed w/us in the living room. B passed out on the oversized chair w/me sprawled across him. That's the advantage of him passing out - I can lay across him if I wanted & he doesn't have a clue....I mean hell, we painted his toes Saturday night hot pink - that's another story though :) When the time finally came where I agreed w/myself I was too drunk for another beer, it was time to pass out. L & I spent a good 10 minutes trying to pull B off of the chair so he could lay on the couch. We were pulling, tugging, pushing - he would just partially open his eyes, smile & chuckle, then pass back out. It was amusing. Finally we resorted to L & I picking up a 210 pound, 6 foot tall man by his underarms, and pretty much dragging him to the couch. I laid down too, L tucked us in w/my leopard print blanket & from what L has told me, I mumbled something about being pissed I didn't get laid. DAMN ALCOHOL.

I woke this morning to L shaking me as I freaked out to what time it was. I looked around & didn't recognize where I was as the living room.....shit that's b/c it wasn't. I was in L's bed w/her, not on the couch w/B.....L, B & I have no idea how or when that happened. Damn I get around in my house, I really get around :)