A spring mix of PBR and Lone Star led me to the land of Friday hangover which is as much of a custom as celebrating a birthday in these parts. The pre-full moon pulled my brain into strange directions both new and familiar and the weekend and following week shall be spent drinking away another year and preparing for the mid-March blitz that shall ensue. Fourteen cans of the tasty stuff last night, capped off with some time with uncle tupelo on the porch telling me stories about being drunk in a ditch by the side of the road. Yup. Happy Friday

Tally as of 11:06AM, February 26, 2010: 421 beers