Well, as is tradition, I've made my neuron sacrifice to the Great Green Whiskey god last night. And he treated me well. Lexi, Andrew and I went out drinking in San Carlos and hit up the bar that used to be J.B.'s (or something. It was the one that didn't believe Lexi's driver's license) which is now an Irish themed bar. And I assume that the theme is maintained on days other than March 17th.
But it was so good to hang out and get drunk with Lexi and Andrew. My high point for the night (that I remember) has to be the moment I got Lexi to laugh and snort whiskey up her nose. That was good.