120 busch lights,5 blueberry vodka bottles, 5 growlers and more in three days

Nantucket is a very glutinous island. It is where I spent my Memorial Day weekend.
Surprisingly the traffic down to Hyannis wasn't bad and the ferry to the island was not as crowded as we expected, there was plenty of space to hang around. While Vickie and I waited for the others in Hyannis we decided we would get some food due to the time of day. It was somewhere between five and six in the evening. Ice cream was first. Two of the most delicious ice creams I have tasted. I went with the Milky Way ice cream while Vickie went with the Pomegranate Chip. Yes, we were unsure of it too until we tasted it. Best described as an explosion in the mouth, the ice cream was pomegranate with chocolate chips. We decided that we would follow the ice cream with a proper dinner of hot dogs seeing as how Hot Diggity yDog was next door. I went with the Chicago Cubs Dog that was an attempt at a Chicago style dog. Not a great attempt but I must applaud the effort.
The ferry ride was uneventful and went by smoothly, partly thanks to the rum and cokes we enjoyed about half was across the bay. When we arrived we said our hellos and the nine of us went straight to the house and broke out the first of the four 30's. Roughly 11:00PM. Due to an oversight it was necessary to play beer pong with bowls. Harder than you might think. Drunk...bed.
Saturday. Egg sandwiches for breakfast and off to the brewery and distillery. Cisco brewery beer tasting and 888 Vodka tasting. Both great and always a good time. It started to get a little chilly around midday so we decided to bypass the beach and hang out back at the house. Btw, 3 growlers and many bottles of blueberry vodka were purchased. We arrived at the house and somehow the first bottle of vodka was cracked open. Pour that in some lemonade and you have one hell of a drink. We drank and played Croquette for the day. We were all a little tipsy by the time we had to start showering to go have drinks with a friend's parents. If you have never taken a true outdoor shower you are missing out. One of the times I showered in that puppy was one of the few times that my penis has seen direct sunlight. After cocktails it was back to the house to start up the BBQ. Burgers, steak, and sausages were on the menu along with salad, baked beans, and potato salad. Pretty good dinner. Some things got a little burnt due to impatience with the grill. Oh well. Time for more drink...or so we thought. A show was suggested to get people in the mood. It is a show called "Three Sheets" and it is very cool. The host travels around the world and learns about drinking cultures. There is a drinking game associated with the show. That was fun and it was over. Some people went to play beer pong (cups were found in a cabinet, oops) and somebody got the great idea to turn on the office on DVD and that was that. A little partying occurred but not much. A needed break yet still a late night seeing as how dinner was not consumed until 9:30.
Sunday was interesting. Awake and breakfast eaten after a game of Croquette, it was decided that we would have a Floralia since most of us missed it this year. Floralia is Conn's spring day of drinking and music. It was a late start for Floralia but a good one none the less. A couple of our host's friends stopped by for a little while. Two girls and one guy. Unsure of the relationships to the guy I was not yet prepared to serve up any macaroni. One girl better looking than the other I was hoping she was free. The three of them left after a little while, we would see them later for dinner. The day continued with some outdoor beer pong that didn't happen. Six people were the only ones who were going to play so it was decided that we attempt a new game that was presented to us. (I won two games of Croquette, it is a great game and I wish I had a lawn here to play.) This new game, called Civil War, was tremendously fun. Three people aside, three cups per person, four ping pong balls and six beers. The point of the game, like most others containing cups and balls, is to deplete the opposing team's cups. There is no break in the action, you shoot when you have the ball. The only time that you cannot shoot is when you've been hit, that is, a ping pong has landed in your cup. Three hits and you are out. We played many rounds of that until some were unable to continue due to an abundance of beer and alcohol in the system.
The decision was made earlier in the day that we would head to town to find something to eat for dinner. We were notified that we were invited out for drinks again by our friend's parents, we happily obliged. We arrived to find a fifth bottle of blueberry vodka waiting for us to demolish. We did and it was off to eat pizza. We met the two girls from earlier at the pizzeria. During the day I had ascertained that they both were not dating that guy...put on your hairnets and grab your ladles. Before we sat down I needed the bathroom. I finished, zipped up and came out to two separate tables where no choice could be made. I was assigned to a table with my Conn friends. Fine, no serving of mac and cheese but good times anyway. Post meal, some of us went back to the house to have a bonfire on the beach while our two friends who usually live on island during the summers went to a bar to hang out with a bunch of people they haven't seen in a while. Understandable. Ladles racked and Hairnets tossed in the garbage, it didn't look like anything was going to be served. Bonfire was pretty dumb. Could have been cooler but some people wanted to leave sooner than I. I had just found the best wood that would have kept it going for another hour but as I returned with it, there was sand being tossed onto the fire. Time to go. Oh well.
On a side note, one of my biggest pet peeves is the use of a flashlight at night when unnecessary. If one would allow their eyes to adjust to the ambient light they would find that you can see fine. Seeing stars becomes more difficult and seeing anything other than what's in the light is impossible.
Back to the house, timing was good. Our two friends were there and were about to come find us. My friends smoke a lot of weed and they decided to smoke. Another friend and I went to see about another party where the two girls were. Back in action? We ended up bringing the girls back with us and some other guy who turned out to be from Illinois and goes to school with Fiona. Who's Fiona? A gal from high school. I found him to be a bit of an idiot.
The majority of people went to smoke on the porch. I did not. I picked up my wood spoon to taste the macaroni, and to see if anybody was hungry. Hard to read, some looks of potential interest but no bites. (The reasoning could have been the guy, the one that I think was hitting on the girl. The cock block if you will.) The smokers returned and by that time it was getting late. Some people wanted to play some sort of drinking game, I opted to watch the cool show we found Saturday night. The Internet was not working so we couldn't watch. Juno was put on and I was happy to watch, seeing as how I was next to the person I wanted to be next to on the couch. I had not seen Juno, the other opportunity I had to see it was in theaters. I messed that up by going at the wrong time so I saw Rambo instead. Anyway, we watched Juno, some people got board and left. That included the guy. A 'friend' who I really don't like(long story) set up behind us on a chair, how unfortunate. Small portions would have to be served, if any. All of a sudden she grabbed a blanket. Who's testing who here? I saw the blanket and excitedly said something like, "oooooo." She offered to share. What now? You know as well as I do...
What will happen next? Will I make a successful move? Will my plans be thwarted by guy I despise? Or will I win the lottery?

I'm tired and am going to sleep, will continue tomorrow after work. Stay tuned!

Nothing

The past few weeks have been relatively uneventful. Yes, I started my job and what a job it is. For one week I have been paid to read a book. I finished one and am now on to the next. I sit in an electrical closet in the basement of a research facility and read. My boss, the super, has moved to an other job site and left me to run what is left of this one. Sadly there isn't much else to do other than read. On occasion, I will receive a phone call from the boss asking how things are going and I give him the report. I also get to boss around people older and more experienced than I, I don't often. One guy was slow so I had to push him to get the ceiling finished. He did in a timely fashion. I am a glorified babysitter. Thankfully this job is coming to an end. Supposedly I will be out of there on Monday and over to the next site. I doubt this will happen only because there are supposed to be three or four subs in on Monday and there is no way they will all be able to get their work done. Something will not work out and I will be stuck there for yet another day. And that is that.
The only other thing that has happened in the last few weeks was the acquisition of the latest hot video game. Is it wrong that I smile while mowing pedestrians down? Killing 10 or 15 in a row. And then there is the rush of running from the cops with 5 or 6 stars. It's nearly impossible but so gratifying when you get away. It took me a few days to find the hookers, and you can still beat them up and take back the money you spent on their services. Good times.
Even the weekends have been uneventful. Friday nights have been pretty slow, even Saturday nights. We haven't had the best rounds of trivia. We didn't even play this week, next week might not happen either.
I've turned focus to the tv and have nothing else to say.