As I write this I see Cameron and Charlie acting like drunken morons and Fro is standing up playing drums. As this is being written, I have so far ingested a nice amount of 80 proof whiskey and a bottle of Southern Comfort.
^ That was written last night in a fairly drunken haze. I BARELY remember writing that after Cameron made me find him good porn.
I'll start from the beginning.
Dustin Underwood is kind of a local legend, and when he comes into town (he moved up to NY) it creates a mite of an uproar with those who have been there and met the guy. Well, he came into town to visit the other day. I got drunk with him, George and Monica (which you can read here).
When Dustin told Fro about a set he was playing with Tino at Fryfest I was pretty psyched.
Fro said he'd take me up there with him, and I ended up getting ahold of George (and his girlfriend/my good friend Lauren), and they followed behind us to this "Fryfest" that I had no idea of what to expect. We get to what just looks like someones house party. Fro goes ahead after I act hesitantly to the idea of all of these drunken hillbillys. It turns out to be right. As we're walking to the back-yard, Lauren goes "I don't feel right here. I think I should be wearing a wife-beater to fit it"... and she wasn't far off. I was KIND OF scared at first, but after Tino handed me a bottle of Old Crow and told me to drink it- I got nice, and then I gave it to George- which kinda settled everyone down and made me nice and happy for a while. Dustin and Tino played a few songs before a string broke on Tino's guitar and they stood around and talked to everyone for a while. There were TONS of people there. After a while, Lauren got bored and left (which I can't blame her, as much fun as I had- she had to drive home and stuff). George came back to the party, but then bailed out of nowhere. We had our own kinda seperate group associated with the band over on the one side- and whenever someone new (but familiar to someone in group) joined- they'd have to take a drink of the Old Crow. Most people who drank only killed a swig or so. When Matt showed up, we essentially took over the bottle of Old Crow. I mean- Dustin (who was pretty much already in the can) and Tino would drink, and as did new members- but the rest of the time it was me and Matt finishing it. After Fro and I noticed stuff kinda winding down and Dustin fighting Tino (though playfully), we headed out. While we were still there, I heard some pretty interesting stories. Just funny stuff. Fro told me about the last time he was here for FryFest and that Tino passed out on this giant wheel that was just randomly laying around.
Before we left, I found another party. Coops'. We went there, it was mellow and just some beer pong being played. We hung out for a bit, then went over to Charlie's and got him (while I plated FPS's buzzed). We left Charlies, got ahold of George and decided to find a place to drink and chill for the night. I called Cameron and he said we could chill at his house after he got back from Stomping Grounds (it's a skatepark a town or two away). I didn't really tell Cameron we planned on drinking at his house though.
We go to Convient Mart and buy some alcohol (Southern Comfort and Vodka). We drive and wait for Cameron. I call George and he isn't picking up his phone, so we're assuming that he probably just fell asleep or found something else to do- nothing anyone in our group of three would've probably opposed.
Eventually, Cameron calls. We come to his house with the alcohol (we leave the Vodka in the car), and he doesn't see it at first and goes "Oh, okay- I thought you guys had alcohol for a second" and I go "we do, just one bottle". We get situated and start drinking. We're all just feeling nice and silly.
Being my typical never-stop-drinking-once-you-start self, I go grab the Vodka after the Southern Comfort is gone and we do two shots of it before calling it over.
The rest of the night, we all kinda just hang out and have fun.
I really dug yesterday. I just enjoyed FryFest more than anything. I loved the vibe of everyone and just hearing all of these intense, funny stories that people would tell me.
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