Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Tequila Ham Shot
I attended my 3rd bachelor party of the summer this past weekend and like the other two, this one was a rockin’. On Saturday, we rented a zipcar and shuttled the bachelor du jour, AK, down to the Cape for the festivities. We started in P-Town and worked our way back to Cambridge over the course of the weekend. With the exception of a little adventure at sea (we stopped our boats to help some douchebag who capsized his catamaran and we ended up losing an hour, our buzzes, breaking a thumb, and contracting an ear infection), everything was smooth sailing. The house party in Brewster consisted of official party t-shirts, bbq, bonfire, tequila ham shots, and an all night poker game, in which I took everyone’s money. I swear whiskey makes me stupider and smarter at the same time. Sunday’s hangover was eased a bit by Chinese food, beer, watching football, playing with the toddler, and lounging in the pool and hot tub in Sandwich. Throw in a burger and a beer at the Miracle back in Central Square and a braindead viewing of the Thrilla in Manilla at the Norfunk Compound and that’s one hell of a weekend.