As you may recall, I had no intention of going to see Phish with any of my friends last night. I was perfectly content to pick up my single ticket at Will Call and roam freely from section to section to drink in the sights and sounds of my 70-somethingish Phish show.
But when a call came in just three hours after I purchased said ticket and a friend offered me a free VIP pass in a lounge with complimentary food/drinks, I couldn’t say no to that either.
I had no intention of ordering two glasses of wine with dinner.
And then proceeding to drink AN ENTIRE BOTTLE of gross Pinot Grigio in the lounge. In my defense, I didn’t realize my glass was being refilled by the very friendly loungeman (I don’t know what else to call him) each time I put my glass down.
I had no intention of vomiting all over the table (I feel REALLY awful about that one) and certainly didn’t expect to pay $140 (how did I pay? And when did I get in?!) but I’m eternally grateful to my friends for putting my drunk ass in a cab and telling the driver to hitch it to Montclair.
I didn’t know that I was that far gone.
I had no intention of writing this post, or even publishing it after 3pm, but those are always my favorites.
I had no intention of going to the show with these guys, but I am so very happy that I did. And THANK YOU to the boys in this pic, now all poppas, for showing me a good time, just like old times. <3 <3 <3