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We're Going to Need More Water

me:
BJ's wedding was pretty fun, I drove up to New Jersey on Thursday night and then from there Marco drove us up to New Haven, where we stayed for free because of the absurd number of hotel points he has accrued from his job. Once we got there me and Marco did handstands and jump kicks all over the Yale campus. We went to a driving range and hit some balls, tried going to the famous New Haven hamburger joint Louis Lunch (where the hamburger was purportedly invented), and then later had a beer at a bar called Rudy's.

Marco was inverted

At the wedding the next day the bridesmaids were too busy hugging and sobbing to pay any attention to me and the other girls there all had girlfriends
Tommy:
girlfriends? hot
me:
ahah\ oops
ill let you go on believing that though
Tommy:
thank you

Marco does 'Blue Steel' while Jon does 'Le Tigre'

So we had a good lunch and entertained ourself with the open bar. After the reception me, Darrell and Marco went back to Rudy's and had about two pitchers of Hoegaarden each and did more handstands outside to attract a crowd. They were all clapping and uh, taking bets on how far we could walk, how long we could do handstands for, stuff like that.
Then we met the bridal party at some bar, some idiot bought me two shots of whisky and i don't remember a lot after that. Darrell got kicked out of a bar, and Marco said to him, "just wait out here, I'll go get Jon", but he didn't have to go far, as I was being escorted out right behind them. We then went to a different bar, where we wandered around numbly for awhile, eventually settling down to talk to some girls. I promptly fell asleep sitting up, Darrell fell asleep next to me, and his head fell in my lap, so I've been told we were both sleeping there leaning on each other. Apparently the girls thought this was hilarious and Marco kept talking to them for awhile. Then a 400 pound bouncer came by and said we had to leave, but Marco said, "No, they can stay. They're not hurting anyone!"
and the bouncer had to admit that we weren't hurting anyone, so he let us stay.

At our hotel breakfast the next morning I was drinking water out of a pitcher and giggling about how hung over I was. There were a lot of very fit people in spandex wandering around. Turns out New Haven was hosting a 20k championship runners convention that weekend. We started talking about sports drinks, and how all these extra calories and sugars in those things like EdgeWater can't really be all that great for you. Water is probably still the best sports drink. I said, "The only thing better than water is two waters."
"Or two times the water but it still fits in the same volume," Marco posited.
So we decided to invent Double Water. It's just like regular water but twice as much.

all pictures from Bruce's Wedding

Posted by Jon at September 6, 2004 05:24 PM