Sunday, April 02, 2006
A Weekend Of Glory....
I went to Daytona Friday & Saturday night with my friends band New Found Glory to see them play a college show.
Here's the trip: Get done with work around 7pm Friday night. Arrive home to find Chuck Deuce and Scuba already boozing it up. Deuce has a 16oz Coors Silver Bullet. Random. I grab the last 3 beers out of the fridge in my room, grab an extra t-shirt, and get on the road. Oh, pit stop..before we get on the nine-nickle, it's two twelve packs of miller in the can. That's right, in the can. Three hours later, two twelve packs, and an extra six pack we picked up in Titusville, we arrived in Daytona.
Got to the hotel & met up with the band & a few other peeps, made some phone calls, drank some more beer, went to the Daytona Ale House. Beer, shots, more beer....then I engaged with a round of locals a not-to-pretty conversation that went something like this:
Woody: Hey, what's fun around here? (I may have said something a little offensive after that...)
Local Bitch: You look like a fag.
Woody (with my finger right up in her face & her boyfriend standing by): Listen bitch, I've FUCKED hotter guys than you.
Which all of my friends thought was humorous but her friends did not. A riot almost ensued, until we decided that doing another round of shots would calm us all down. Then I went pee (in a bathroom, mind you), and when I came back, we were all cut off and asked to leave. I don't see the problem.
The next day, the drinking began at aproximately 11:30am, then we went to Ruby Tuesdays (2-for-1 all day) for lunch. We all got wasted, I bought Steve form NFG a baked potato and a smoothie, Shaun Robbins and I exchanged "Friendship Raisins" after he drank 10 crown & gingers, Deucer spilled a 24oz of miller on himself, promting our pleasently plump plus-sized server to cut him off. We went back to our new friend Natasha's apartment where we all continued to drink until the show started. The band kicked ass, especially considering they hadn't played in over 200 days. Good job.
At some point, I was in a Dennys, a Waffle House, a few dive bars & a Chinese Restaurant. Miller's stock will be making a huge jump on Monday, be sure to get in on that. All in all, I give Daytona 1 thumb up. The company was great, the drinks were ample; however, the Daytona Ale House can Suck A Dick.
A Weekend Of Glory....
I went to Daytona Friday & Saturday night with my friends band New Found Glory to see them play a college show.
Here's the trip: Get done with work around 7pm Friday night. Arrive home to find Chuck Deuce and Scuba already boozing it up. Deuce has a 16oz Coors Silver Bullet. Random. I grab the last 3 beers out of the fridge in my room, grab an extra t-shirt, and get on the road. Oh, pit stop..before we get on the nine-nickle, it's two twelve packs of miller in the can. That's right, in the can. Three hours later, two twelve packs, and an extra six pack we picked up in Titusville, we arrived in Daytona.
Got to the hotel & met up with the band & a few other peeps, made some phone calls, drank some more beer, went to the Daytona Ale House. Beer, shots, more beer....then I engaged with a round of locals a not-to-pretty conversation that went something like this:
Woody: Hey, what's fun around here? (I may have said something a little offensive after that...)
Local Bitch: You look like a fag.
Woody (with my finger right up in her face & her boyfriend standing by): Listen bitch, I've FUCKED hotter guys than you.
Which all of my friends thought was humorous but her friends did not. A riot almost ensued, until we decided that doing another round of shots would calm us all down. Then I went pee (in a bathroom, mind you), and when I came back, we were all cut off and asked to leave. I don't see the problem.
The next day, the drinking began at aproximately 11:30am, then we went to Ruby Tuesdays (2-for-1 all day) for lunch. We all got wasted, I bought Steve form NFG a baked potato and a smoothie, Shaun Robbins and I exchanged "Friendship Raisins" after he drank 10 crown & gingers, Deucer spilled a 24oz of miller on himself, promting our pleasently plump plus-sized server to cut him off. We went back to our new friend Natasha's apartment where we all continued to drink until the show started. The band kicked ass, especially considering they hadn't played in over 200 days. Good job.
At some point, I was in a Dennys, a Waffle House, a few dive bars & a Chinese Restaurant. Miller's stock will be making a huge jump on Monday, be sure to get in on that. All in all, I give Daytona 1 thumb up. The company was great, the drinks were ample; however, the Daytona Ale House can Suck A Dick.
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