YARRRR!

I was watching TV last night (First night home in I have no idea how long & so was kinda nice to couch surf) Anyways... was watching TV & a commercial for Captain Morgan came on and like all alcohol commercials Beautiful people are dancing around having the time of their life... when I ask myself: Would I really want to drink a beverage that could base their entire advertising campaign around the word: Yarrrrrrr! ??

Of course, drinking tacky booze didn't really play a huge factor Sunday night when I asked for another can of Ole' Mil. Yes, I was drinking Old Milwaukee... Sooooo Awesome. Love a beer that has Pin Up Ladies painted on the side of the can. Course I had to finish the beer to see if she was two sided.. You know you see her sitting up right with clothes on vs being naked when the can was upside down. To my dismay, no, that wasn't the case.... But that'd be something eh?

OH YEA.... Shaloa & I hit P-Rock in style (Penticton for those who have no idea... 5 hours east of Vancouver). ***SORRY!!!! Stine came up with us as her parents live in Summerland and was there for the Saturday Festivities & the drive home****

Friday when we got into town we were pretty bagged and only had dinner & called it an evening. I was the first to bow out but not before getting peer pressured by her parents. They offered me any ounce of booze they had in the house. Right before they offered me some cough syrup, I headed off to bed to get a good night's sleep. Saturday comprised mostly of floating down the channel & drinking beer, sitting on a patio & drinking beer, BBQ and drinking beer, more patio and drinking wine (ahhhh... changed it up there!) and then the bar. Where I ran into someone I graduated high school with. Why is it when you see someone that you never spoke to back in the day they instantly become your best friend & start to divulge all of their old insecurities to you... I Don't Care...DUDE! High school was 4 years out of your life and that was eons ago... GET OVER IT! Actually his beef rested on stuff that happened to him in grade 5. I'm still shaking my head as I'm typing this.

Sunday was a different story though... That's when the real gong show began. Shaloa felt bad because she left so early the night before. She drank too much and did the "stare into the fire" routine. We asked her how Naam was but she was too busy reading bus transfers to notice. I shouldn't say "WE" asked her as Stine sat at table and was meowing ferociously at me and I suddenly realized that I was the most "in control" person there.... THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED! So needless to say, I REALLY needed to step up my game on Sunday.

Sunday consisted of a beer garden on the beach (So excited that this weekend could end up being a tax write off) and what started out as a low key evening turned into one random act after another. I am still awaiting pictures from the weekend and so until I get them, the Sunday adventure will have to wait..... But let me tell you one thing: If you're not willing to walk on the sidewalk there could be a cell waiting for you!