It’s my least favorite day of the year.
Who’s gonna cry uncontrollably all night long?
Who’s gonna projectile vomit?
Who’s gonna shoot a gun out their car window to celebrate?
Who’s gonna start a fight?
Who’s gonna shit their pants?
Who’s gonna get a blow job in the back room?
Who’s gonna tell the doorman he and 14 of his friends should get in free because “I know the dishwasher’s assistant”?
I fucking hate New Year’s Eve. If I could be The Grinch Who Stole NYE I would in a heartbeat.
But we gotta get through it.
I’m wearing my PBR hoodie, shorts, and a red fedora with a white feather that was once worn by a Blind Bear contestant in Queen of the Vine. And sandals, of course. The outfit is a total fuck-you to people who believe you HAVE TO dress up for New Year’s Eve.
By the way, I have a comment about suggested dress on NYE. I’ll save it until later out of respect for friends, though.
One reason I think my friend Butt Slut #1 may be my sista from another mista is that she hates dressing up as much as I do. That’s highly unusual for a woman. The difference is, I don’t have a best friend who may talk me into dressing up. If Butt Slut #1 shows up in a dress I’m gonna laugh at her so hard.
So, my plan for today is to get to Blind Bear at 11 AM and… yeah. Stay there until about 1 AM. I mean, what else is there to do on this stupid day but drink?
Oh! That reminds me. People were asking me how much it costs to get into the Bear tonight. After 7 it’s $25 general admission and $35 to sit at a table. They’ll have wristbands that give you in-and-out privileges.
The Grizzlies have a back-to-back this weekend: They play New Orleans today and Sacramento tomorrow. Both games are at 7 and will be on Bally Sports Southeast.
The Tigers play Tulane on the road tomorrow at 4. That game will be on ESPN.
Time to go laugh at amateurs. Back tomorrow.