FIESTA TOO

Thursday night I knew
I knew I didn't have to work
the next day
I knew I could drink and have fun

I was in a good mood
My day had been stressful
but I had a chance to talk to
my supervisors
and get some things off my chest

I knew where my Irish Pub Crawl Team
T-shirt was
and I wore it with some khaki pedal pushers
Drove to the Park and Ride
and bought a token
Rode the bus to NIOSA
and made my way through
a much less crowded street
to Irish Flats

RJ wasn't there,
but his brother was
and quickly hooked me up
with a glass of white zin
and that is how it all got started

RJ showed up
and he walked me over to Froggy Bottoms
and we picked up two Bacardi coolers for me
and headed back to the booth
Serving beers was not in the cards
I was the ticket taker and green beer cup provider
but there was still attention being paid
to me and my cool t-shirt
and the medals I wore

two of the guys who were helping serve beer
on Tuesday
were there again
and we got to visit a bit more
because it wasn't crowded at all
and folks weren't buying beer yet

my cell phone rang and it was the dr.
he was wondering what I was doing
and so I told him
he asked if Tater was there
and I said no
and invited him to join the party
then I continued to allow
the guy with the long hair
that works the tater skin booth
to explain to me
when the best time to cut your hair
to get it to grow more
is right before a full moon
and to get it to grow less
is right before a new moon
and there was some innuendo
in there
that was of a sexual nature
and I certainly enjoyed the flirting

then the dr called and said he was going
to join us when my shift was over
so he did
he arrived shortly after my beer shift ended
and I had quite a buzz going by then
He noticed the shit eating grin I wore
and stated at the end of the night
how I had been smiling all night

We walked around
through all the different towns
ate calf fries in Frontier Town
and drank wine and beer
and listened to good music
we moseyed over to Froggy Bottoms
for a few more coolers
and there was a great blues band
playing and they had me dancing
and grinning
then we picked up an oriental chicken on a stick
and listened to some old rock and roll
in the amphitheater
then we strolled along the river
and made our way back to RJ
who was so overly concerned with me
and my drunken state
wanting to make sure I wasn't driving home
uh...no...
I rode the bus....

and from there we made our way back to the bus
but not before we had to stare
at a map for a long time
to determine
where the bus was...
but we found it

and we rode back to our cars
and then drove home
him to his home
and me to mine

I don't remember many of the details
of the evening
I do remember
I was in a fantastic mood
for many reasons
and it was good
to let loose
and have fun
and cut the strings
of the stress
that is pulling me down
and float away
like a helium balloon
for just a little while...

the muse and I have had
a discussion in the past
of how different alcoholic beverages
will make you act or feel
and I thought it absurd
that I would be belligerent (sp?)
when I drink tequila
I might have been in a mood
that the tequila accentuated
but I am not so sure
that it was the tequila talking

but after my malt liquor/wine party
of ONE
on Thursday
I think she might be on to something
because I had one of the worst headaches
of my life on Friday
for most of the day
I haven't had a hangover like that
as long as I can remember

and all I could keep thinking
was that there is a reason
I drink coconut rum
and it so I don't
repeat
do not
encounter hellacious, pounding head
aching body, upset tummy
hangovers....
now I just have to figure out how to hide the flask(s)
next year....

it was a great time
I don't mind the pockets of crowdedness
when there were many spots
that weren't crowded at all...

and I didn't even buy a t-shirt
but I wanted to...
that or the light up baseball cap...

It was a great party,
you should come next year....