So I officially can no longer hold my liquor.  Not only that, the next day (which today is one of) I’m NO good to anyone.

Take last night for instance.  I actually did some predrinking with a little beer, then some Jack.  Then I got to the spot and ordered a Maker’s on the rocks and took my obligatory jello shot (I mean they were free, come on!).  That was summarily followed by more drinks which usually would do nothing for me, but not last night.  Last night I had a rather precipatous fall off, complete with a visit from the nefarious one known as Earl.

The last few drinking episodes have been kinda like that actually.  I’m losing it.  I’m not the same guy who can float a keg in a weekend!  What happened to me man?