A Day In The Life - The Midget

I wake up with a massive hangover. I tell myself that I will not be drinking on Saturday night. I quickly remember Midget is coming to town and I will in fact be drinking much more on Saturday night.

I waste away the day watching football. I say waste because Michigan sucks and loses to Minnesota. How the preseason #3 team in the nation is 3-3 is amazing. I'd say it was crazy talk if I didn't know better.

Now the fun is about to begin. Midget is coming to town for the marathon. He has a friend who's running it and he's coming for support and to run a portion with him. He calls and lets me know he's in town at another friend's sister's place and invites me to dinner with them. I meet them at the apartment and promptly see the 2 foot bong in the middle of the table. I haven't smoked for at least 2 years as I quit after college. But I cannot refuse the Midget and the night starts out on a good note. I'm relatively stoned and we head to Charlie's Ale House in Andersonville (where the friend's sister works). We drink and eat a delicious meal of appetizers, steaks, and desserts for the heavenly price of $0. Good job sister of the friend I don't know. You are alright in my book.

Midget and I head back to my apt and the partying continues. Eventually, there's a bunch of Miamians having a good time and we start sharing college stories and looked at some pictures I have. Man we're old but those were fun times. We don't go to the bars until 2:00 so a latenight bar is in order. We head to Katacomb and continue the party until 4:30. I was a fan of this place as it had a lot of talent, starting with the hot bartender Ashley. We may have to return soon. After drunken food of course, Midget and I finally pass out on Katie's couches at 5:30. Two hours later, Midget is waking me up asking for directions to my apt so he can change for the marathon. Are you nuts?!? He's probably still drunk and had two hours of sleep on a couch. He leaves and we meet up several hours later. He tells me he ran 10 miles with his friend. What a warrior. I can't imagine drunk sprinting more than a few blocks.

We watch the Bears game (which I will pass comment on) and Midget heads back to Detroit. He was here less than 24 hours, but we had a good time. A trip to Detroit is definitely in order especially since the Midget stole some 50 yardline tickets for the Lions. See you soon lil guy.