Oh Fuck Why cant I remember anything
Why do I have no clue as to where I am
Why does my mouth taste like I inhaled an ashtray and washed it down with shots of tequila
Oh wait a second, this is Trav's couch, and I have just survived another Union Beach party.
Let's trace things back before the power went out, before the blackout. So we were outside smoking a blunt. No, wait, we were inside and we were clinking glasses going 'HEEEEEY!' Then we drank em' down. I think it was vodka. I do remember the shot glasses had pot leaves on them. Actually we were outside because I remember almost tripping over the keg. The sky was too high to reach and the stars were glowing and the room was spinning. No, we were outside, so the earth was spinning and we all knew it.
Inventory: I still have my wallet, keys, cell phone, and the shake of what is left of my sanity.
What else happened Drinking, Drin-king, Dr-ink-ing. D-r-ink-in-g! Everyone's faces seemed to blur together into one laughing, drinking, scheming, marching, ranting, raving, growling, screeching, free stylin', trash talkin' Visibly Intoxicated Person ( V.I.P).
How long have I been in the bathroom staring at my own reflection
At least I remembered to take my shoes off before I entered the living room!
O.K., so really who was there Trav was there making sure the beer kept flowing like Niagara Falls. Not to drop names, but it was a Union Beach party and everyone was there. I remember talking to Carlos about reggae. Tom was there and we talked about vodka. I remember smoking with Carl, and Mark, and Jeanine and Jeremy. Some other friendly shadows made up the huge circle. I can't put a name to many faces. The head just started to work overtime at that point. George and Nina were there. Those two just seem like they were made for each other. Moe was there, talking some shit that I think I understood. Mike was there, keeping everyone in line. Paul was there as ever. Adam was there with his girl. And the girls, too many to name but not too many to picture. I remember talking to Megan for a second. That other girl, and that guy, they were cool. I can't remember anything! Nelson was there and we planned a skydiving trip that will probably never happen.
It was a party, of course there was music. Louder than you could imagine but not loud enough to get a rise out of the neighbors cos they know better. I remember pissing along the back fence, hoping that Trav�s dogs would get away from my feet, and wondering how far the moon is from my drunken ass. If memory serves me, the moon is 329,000 miles away, 4.6 billion years old, and twelve people have walked on its surface.
I'm getting fucked up!
That was when I broke the seal so it must have been early on.
That must have been my Forth beer.
Third beer laughing, wondering, swaying.
Second beer toasting, drinking, and laughing.
So I remember pulling up in front of the place and shaking hands with the gatekeepers.
I walked in with a twelve pack under my arm and I knew I wouldn't be sober for long.
So I remember the first sip of my fist drink though I don't remember the last.
First beer, spilled for those who couldn't make it, ( you know who you are)
,and took a large gulp.
There is no other time or place on earth quite like this one. Party time and all is well!
I better get out of here before Trav wakes up and makes me help him clean up this mess.
Featured Column by: Johnny The Sinister Minister
He does not live in Union Beach though he enjoys the company.