Beer, beer, beer, beer

Wow. Beer Fest 08 was a show. Me and the Geenis made the trek to Denver for the Great American Beer Fest. It was what you'd think. You get a small glass that has a one ounce line in it. Go around to all the breweries you want and get an ounce of beer at a time. On a sidenote, I think it wouldn't quite be the shit show it is if they just gave you a full beer. The one ounce mindset is "hey i'm only getting one ounce, so i need to drink as fast as possible and as much as possible." Needless to say, I probably drank 8,321 ounces. Or at least I felt like it.
It started out as a HEF. I had to work on Saturday and sent my stories on the way down. We're on the Light Rail one stop from the golden nectar palace and I get a call from work that they didn't get my stories. I have to go back resend them, then get back on the light rail.
Also I went into the most disgusting porta potty in my life. I've been in some doozies when I worked construction, but this was by far the worst. To put it simply, it seemed like everyone that had been in there made every effort to not make it in the toilet.
The real kicker of beer fest that got me was towards the end, the Geenis and I had a competition to see who could drink 35 ounces first. We both made it, but that was the thing that probably did me in. Also I didn't eat anything, which is interesting because I love eating.
At the end of the beer fest, my mind goes a little fuzzy.
Things I know that happened or that people told me happened.
Bought a 12-pack to hold me over until we got to the bar (was told this)
Smoked a pack of cigarettes (was told this and I felt like an ashtray in the morning)
Was nearly smoked by a Light Rail train (told this)
Was mocked out in the Light Rail by Geenis. Ole Gee was farting and blaming me. He made a big deal that I was a sick, sick man and everyone around him seemingly agreed. (vaguely remember feeling defenseless like I couldn't say anything).
WOke up at 4 a.m. freezing cold, unsure where I was, thought I lost my glasses and realized Geenis and I were on the floor sharing a small pillow and cuddling (no worries we were either ass to ass or weiner to weiner).
It wouldn't have been a Beer Fest, however, without one huge HEF. The ex was at Beer Fest, which was fine. It was actually fun to hang out with her again. Well after the Beer Fest we all were going to head downtown to Old Chicago. Things seemingly going well, took a turn I think. We had a long talk outside of Old Chicago, leaving everybody else inside. I have no idea what we talked about, since the Beer Fest got the best of me. I guess this is probably a good thing. I had no idea what was said (i briefly remember a few things) but have an idea after seeing the text message i sent a little later. (I also sent a message to Jill on the light rail ride home when Gee was getting the people of Luke Nation to turn against me that went like this "Jill I didn't fart. I promise." Ahh technology). So that was interesting. I apologized today for having the talk I didn't remember and being such a drama queen today. I don't know, but the ex has seemed a little weird towards me lately. Understandable/Perfectly normal. It seems like there's something that is bothering her, but she won't say. Maybe I'm just over analyzing things, which I tend to do with absolutely everything.
I think we're friends, and that will continue. Unless I start doing my own beer fest every night and having conversations about stuff I don't remember.

Other things to note of. I'm doing well with everything. It seems like not a whole lot has gone right, but what are you going to do? I guess I've gained a better perspective. Things aren't as bad as they seem.
Colorado football is killing me. It's the same thing every week. Here's the script for next week. In the game early, two to three turnovers in the red zone, bone-headed mistakes, defense plays well but is on the field forever so they wear down before getting blown out in the second half. Oh and Cody Hawkins will be 8 for 25 for 71 yards with a touchdown (YES!!!) and 3 INT. Plus he'll have six balls batted down or that hit his lineman in the head. He's as tall as me and it's still up in the air on who has a stronger arm. Nice right?
The Bills were off this week, so that disappointment is still a week away.
The baseball playoffs have been decent so far. For the record before both championship series started I thought it would be Dodgers in seven and Red Sox in five. At least that will lend itself to two weeks of Manny Ramirez stories.
I'm pretty excited for this election season to be done. The debates are the worst. Neither candidate answers the questions and it's painful to watch. Imagine if life was like these debates.
"Luke what are you going to do today?"
"Thanks Jim, and I appreciate you having me today. I will answer this question. What we need to do is take care of each other. You know, really support each other."
It's unbelievable. They should allow the moderator to have a switch that could turn off the candidates mic. If you talk to long, mic off. If you're answer relates in no way to the question, mic off. Seems plausible.

Until next time
Beer Fest rules. Just be careful out there when you're drinking. It can get the best of you.

HEF of the Week.
So many to choose from. Some have been noted above and we're all in for consideration. But here's a gem. Me and Gee were crushing camo Busch's on the way down to the Beer Fest. We're crushing them on the light Rail. i have one big drink left. So I step off the light Rail like the heavyweight champion of the world, flip my head back, fire up the can of happiness to my lips, take the last rip and smile. look up and there' three cops. They come over, tell me to throw the can away and the one cop says "if you're going to the beer fest, why do you need to bring your own beer to drink on the Light Rail?" Uhhhh. good point officer. At least I didn't get a ticket or arrested. Maybe it was because they thought they'd get me on something worse later. In hindsight maybe I should have just turned myself into the jail at the beginning of the weekend. You know, save the good people of COlorado money and time.