You can pretty much count on one hand the number of times I've posted in the last 12 months. The logical person would assume thereby that I would not be attending the year's TequilaCon gathering.
WRONG.
Logic has nothing to do with it. Apparently neither does pre-planning since I wasn't even aware I was going until Thursday night.
But then Dave said if I'd come he'd let me sleep in his bunk bed and well...let's face it...who wouldn't take that deal? Plus he kept offering me popsicles, but I'm not sure what that was about.
So now I'm sitting in the Albuquerque Airport Sunport (don't ask) attempting to recall the best party I've ever crashed.
Highlights:
- Jenny being so surprised at my arrival that she punched Vahid in the kidney*
- Black Dragon Margaritas (it's like Jesus finally heard me and created a 30 proof Mike's Hard Lemonade...and with "Dragon" in the name, no one will ever mock my pansy drinking status again!)
- Vahid's black cowboy hat that radiated ultra-sex (yes, ultra-sex).
- Brandon's cowboy vest that he tried to convince everyone he didn't bring from home (The truth will set you free).
- Custom TC'09 tequila bottles (courtesy of Dave and Vahid)
- Discussing the dangers facing EMS workers in the Bronx with NYC Watchdog(who said this conference wasn't educational?).
- The DJ at the Catamount (Dance free, little bird...dance free)
- Meeting Scott (who according to comrade Brandon (and I quote) "had nothing to do with me starting a blog and who is a filthy capitalist. MOTHERLAND!")
P.S. Thank you also to Santa Fe. Unlike my previous assumption, you are not like a broke-ass version of Arizona.
*I failed anatomy - it could have been his pancreas...or his arm
10 comments:
Clearly you did not read the fine print that accompanies the tickets and releases for TequilaCon... By attending, you agree to blog a minimum of three times per calendar week. Best get crackin', buddy.
Glad you had fun, though. Nice costume.
Between Tequila Man making an appearance at TequilaCon... and you posting something new after all this time... I'm not sure I can handle you starting up on Twitter as well. It's like if you've been starving for a very long time and suddenly somebody tosses you a Snack-Pack chocolate pudding...
She actually punched an acupressure point on my arm that caused my liver to kick briefly into overdrive, allowing me to polish off beers nine through fifteen.
I'm glad you could make it!
It was SO great to see you again, especially in all your TequilaMan glory. And I hope Vahid can forgive me for confusing overwhelming joy with undeserved aggression. Maker's Mark was causing my synapses to misfire... :)
Kapgar - 3 times per calendar week!! That's like every 4 minutes in dog years.
Dave2 - Twitter is indeed much like a Snack-Pack: hitting the F5 button is much like the spoon-to-mouth gesture...I can't stop.
Fist - So it was kinda like "OMG THANK YOU VAHID!!! Here, let me assist your alcoholic consumption with a judo chop that everyone else will interpret as violence. Your Welcome." That Jenny, her actions speak volumes.
Brandon - I can feel the daggers from your eyes even across the void of the internets.
Jenny - I told you to lay off that Protestant Whiskey. The path to salvation leads right into a bottle of Jameson.
Resist Brandon's jedi mind tricks. We all know the truth.
It was great to actually meet you.
Hello, Dustin.
Seriously, if I had known you were going to be there...
I'm with eclectic. If I'd known they'd let part-time bloggers in, I'm not sure I'd have agreed to go!
As it was, I left my swag bag behind. The drinks were $12. It was only one night. I'm not sure I could take any more disappointments in my life.
:)
You kicked ass as Tequila Man. Great to meet you at TC09.
I've added you on Twitter, too.
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