Well, except for having a full-time job, a ton of new stories to tell and a lot less brain cells.

I still go to Wing Night, pretty much every Tuesday night…
the 6:30 – 8:30 pm drive from Philadelphia to Avalon on Tuesday nights is filled with my thoughts of drunken debauchery anticipation,
the 6:30 – 8:30 am drive from Avalon to Philadelphia on Wednesday mornings is filled my thoughts of drunken debauchery reflection; what was said, what was done, what we drank, etc…

So, last night I arrive via bike ( thanks for the new bike rack Windrift ) and witness a friend sitting on the grass holding his arm and cursing the bar.

He got kicked out for offending a waitress or something, banned for summer, a typical scene; worthy of police attention, no doubt.

“Hi Avalon cops, why are you acting so hardass for no reason, whatever, I’m going in.”

I leave my friend and head into Wing Night, cup in hand. Say hi to the friends, get a pitcher and drink drink drink.

Shot time. Okay, lets take some tequila shots… “Two tequila shots and another pitcher bartender.”

“Do you want Cafe Patron Shots, they’re on special for $5.”

WHAT????? My whole life has been a lie!!!

All of these years I’ve been thinking guys were cordial enough to buy Cafe Patron shots because of their tasty tequila and coffee flavor and their high quality… for the high quality gal that I am of course.
Nope, erroneous. Turns out, I am only deserving of the $5 special.

What will I discover next week Wing Night.. your wings aren’t even real meat???

1. Carl, the lawyer. Ask for ‘the many days of Carl’ book to learn more.
2. Kevin, the Hawaiin surfer. This kid LOVED The Lobster House and saying ‘Woo’.
3. Rob, the local. His long locks could be found working several jobs.
4. Brody, the gentleman.
5. Dave, the captain.
6. Chris, the drunk.
7. Sea Isle Mike and Matt. My Jersey2night.com fanclub.
8. Old men who took us to Blackfish.

… this is an ongoing post.

Overall Atlantic City was a good time… getting stuck in the shoobie traffic back to Avalon was a different story!

Here is a photo montage of appropriateness from Atlantic City last weekend; obviously, in no particular order.

It’s Wednesday, which could only mean one thing- I’m hungover. Why am I hungover every Wednesday? Two words : Wing Night. There’s no competition for the best bar to go to on a Tuesday night in Avalon; The Windrift wins the prize. The appeal of The Windrift – cheap wings, miller lite, and a cool cup for a $5 cover. Juliet and I have been collecting cups from Wing Night all summer ( somehow they get lost in late night activity or we forget to bring them home ) but nevertheless we have quite a collection.

So, last weekend a friend of ours, Rob, informs us that if you bring your Wing Night cup to Wing Night it’s a $3 cover instead of the $5 cover one would pay to get a new cup. What a revelation!! Not really, but apparently Juliet and I thought it was the best thing that happened to us; especially at 2 am in a public bathroom.

The sun is out and we’re finally getting our tan on. Haven’t posted in a while – too busy partying I guess. Juliet and I went to Atlantic City to see T2 in IMAX the other day; I WAS THRILLED! We have a slew of new party spots so we’re really excited for the month of July. We hope some Kappa’s come and visit soon – we made some drunk dials the other night and took this “Randi and Shilpa” picture.

My name is Melanie, YEAH, I committed a felony!
My name is Kelli, YEAH, I wrestle in KY Jelly!
My name is Juliet, YEAH, I like to smoke cigarettes!

Picture of injury to come…