Drunkenness as a spectator sport

Last night I felt like I was back in college again. We hung out with some coworkers and experienced the glory of drinking games. Beer Pong reigned for the first part of the afternoon. Kings took over in the evening. And in a blast from my past, I took on the role of the only person who could go buy more beer when they ran out. That led to a bit of confusion for me when I drove someone else's car to the store and then couldn't remember what kind of car it was when I came back out in the parking lot. (I swear, I didn't drink a drop.) Thank goodness for remote entries that make the car beep. The evening was fun in that weird way that watching other people have fun is fun.

For "dinner" (which finally happened later than I usually go to sleep), we went back to Macaroni Grill for our favorite happy hour. Pablo wasn't the most efficient or accurate waiter, but he sure was enthusiastic about the World Cup.

Today we're getting stuff packed up for a one-nighter camping trip up at Mt. Hood with Slimey. It'll be cold, but I'm looking forward to it. And, we have our portable Mr. Heater Buddy, so the tent won't be too cold for Marc. Seriously. :)