The Dumbest Things Make Us Happy

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.