Yesterday was opening night for the Raptors, the AA team up in Ogden. John, Ryan, and I went. There was no premeditated intentions of getting drunk, but it just kinda happened. More on that later. It was a gorgeous evening that began with Oggie, their mascot, emerging from a helicopter.
I'm not sure when things went from casual drinking to all-out drunk, but it definitely snuck up on me. Probably because I had an empty stomach. Or possibly because I'd only had three hours of sleep the night before. We're so lucky to have Ryan as a designated driver.
It was a great night. I really took advantage of not having to work today. After the game, we went and had pizza at The Pie, which is not normal for me because I rarely eat at night or when I've been drinking. I think it caused me to have some seriously whacked-out dreams. Maybe I'll perform an experiment of eating strange things before bed just to see what I dream about. That would be something.