Old Times

In college, there was a lot of time one could dedicate to getting drunk being social. Parties would start early, and sometimes, in good company, last until the sun came up.

As I got older, and let go of my clutch on college life; time for going out became scarce. Conversations over drinks became double dates and texts. Friends that I held as close as family, became once a year visits. A night of bar hopping became 2 hours at a 'not so busy bar'. 6 beers to get me drunk turned into a very expensive adventure to the liquor store. If I could get drunk and puke on myself at my age, I would consider myself lucky for finding the time.

Getting older sucks. But then I found this glorious educational video.

I plan to experiment with this profusely in the very soon future.