that was fun
Drinking Marathon was a success. Well a partial success, cause if we put the night in terms of a real marathon then I only made it to about mile 18. I don't think I ever explained what DM is so I'll do so now.
The biggest charity event at Northwestern is Dance Marathon. I'm pretty sure they have it at lots of schools, but it totally dominates here. People are fundraising for it all year, and they raise a shitload of money. This year they brought in over $600,000. Anyways for Dance Marathon the people dance for 30 hrs straight, and every 2 hrs they change to a different theme. So anyways some guys on the frisbee team decided to create a spin-off of Dance Marathon; Drinking Marathon, which goes by the same letters as Dance Marathon, which everyone here just calls DM.
Drinking Marathon goes as such. It's 12 hrs(I don't think anyone could drink for 30) and every 2 hr block has a theme. There's no charity involved, but I think even if we did fundraise we would have a hard time finding a charity to take money from a binge drinking event. We started yesterday at 3 pm. The blocks were pajamas, chicago sports, hawaiian, formal, mexican, and 80s. I made it to about the middle of Mexican. The idea was to just hang out and party all day and grill out and just drink and drink. Our numbers were pretty staggering too. We bought $600 worth of alcohol and $150 worth of food. I don't think everything was drank though cause there was sooo much alcohol, the people who bought went over budget.
So as I mentioned before I didn't quite make it all the way through. My inability to drink slow caught up with me. The night started off good. We drank and played caps. I manned the grill for a solid hour, and everyone had a good time. During formal period we quick ran to a bar to celebrate one kids birthday. On the way I was running to catch up and slipped on the wet ground and fell on my ass. Formal period turned out to be my undoing I think. We had cosmopolitans. There was jugs of cheap cosmos that they bought. Apparently there was alcohol in the cosmo mix already. I did not know that, and therefore added lots of alcohol to the drink. That thing knocked me on my ass. I made it at least into the mexican block which started at 11, cause I managed to change into my costume, which was just a white tshirt and a bandana, and then I had Mike draw some tatoos on me. I passed out pretty quickly after that I think, and was just out for the rest of the night pretty much. I got lots of things drawn on me with sharpies, and that's gonna be a bitch to clean.
I'm not quite sure how much I drank. I was keeping track on my hand with tallies. I have 20 tallies on my hand but I'm not sure how accurate that is. I could probably add another one for the double cosmo that I had. All said and done it was an awesome night. I wish I would have made it all the way through, but oh well, there's always next year. Despite all the excess drinking I managed not to puke though.
I think last night will end my consecutive drinking days streak. It stands at 12 right now, but I really don't feel like drinking tonight. I feel like not drinking for a long time. The streak was fun, but its time for it to end.
Evan came on Wednesday with some friends and we went to the Coheed and Cambria concert. Coheed was pretty sweet, I had heard they were bad live, but I thought they put on a solid show. Afterwards we played some caps. I had never drank with him before, so that was a first. He cut his hair when he got back. He looks way different. He hasn't had his hair short since like early middle school. He said he's gonna grow it out a little so its shaggy, aw he just wants to be so college. Maybe I should buy him a Dave Matthews Band shirt for a graduation present.
Mae is coming for Dillo Day. I hate gods twisted sense of humor. Also Ben Folds. Fabulous.
The biggest charity event at Northwestern is Dance Marathon. I'm pretty sure they have it at lots of schools, but it totally dominates here. People are fundraising for it all year, and they raise a shitload of money. This year they brought in over $600,000. Anyways for Dance Marathon the people dance for 30 hrs straight, and every 2 hrs they change to a different theme. So anyways some guys on the frisbee team decided to create a spin-off of Dance Marathon; Drinking Marathon, which goes by the same letters as Dance Marathon, which everyone here just calls DM.
Drinking Marathon goes as such. It's 12 hrs(I don't think anyone could drink for 30) and every 2 hr block has a theme. There's no charity involved, but I think even if we did fundraise we would have a hard time finding a charity to take money from a binge drinking event. We started yesterday at 3 pm. The blocks were pajamas, chicago sports, hawaiian, formal, mexican, and 80s. I made it to about the middle of Mexican. The idea was to just hang out and party all day and grill out and just drink and drink. Our numbers were pretty staggering too. We bought $600 worth of alcohol and $150 worth of food. I don't think everything was drank though cause there was sooo much alcohol, the people who bought went over budget.
So as I mentioned before I didn't quite make it all the way through. My inability to drink slow caught up with me. The night started off good. We drank and played caps. I manned the grill for a solid hour, and everyone had a good time. During formal period we quick ran to a bar to celebrate one kids birthday. On the way I was running to catch up and slipped on the wet ground and fell on my ass. Formal period turned out to be my undoing I think. We had cosmopolitans. There was jugs of cheap cosmos that they bought. Apparently there was alcohol in the cosmo mix already. I did not know that, and therefore added lots of alcohol to the drink. That thing knocked me on my ass. I made it at least into the mexican block which started at 11, cause I managed to change into my costume, which was just a white tshirt and a bandana, and then I had Mike draw some tatoos on me. I passed out pretty quickly after that I think, and was just out for the rest of the night pretty much. I got lots of things drawn on me with sharpies, and that's gonna be a bitch to clean.
I'm not quite sure how much I drank. I was keeping track on my hand with tallies. I have 20 tallies on my hand but I'm not sure how accurate that is. I could probably add another one for the double cosmo that I had. All said and done it was an awesome night. I wish I would have made it all the way through, but oh well, there's always next year. Despite all the excess drinking I managed not to puke though.
I think last night will end my consecutive drinking days streak. It stands at 12 right now, but I really don't feel like drinking tonight. I feel like not drinking for a long time. The streak was fun, but its time for it to end.
Evan came on Wednesday with some friends and we went to the Coheed and Cambria concert. Coheed was pretty sweet, I had heard they were bad live, but I thought they put on a solid show. Afterwards we played some caps. I had never drank with him before, so that was a first. He cut his hair when he got back. He looks way different. He hasn't had his hair short since like early middle school. He said he's gonna grow it out a little so its shaggy, aw he just wants to be so college. Maybe I should buy him a Dave Matthews Band shirt for a graduation present.
Mae is coming for Dillo Day. I hate gods twisted sense of humor. Also Ben Folds. Fabulous.