A beautiful blackout

[GetDrunkStayDrunk]

Not that kind.

Massive storm blew through the area in about an hour yesterday. Trees went down, some roofs were damaged, we were lucky to just have a couple big branches come down. However the power wound up being out for 16 hours! Fortunately we had about 15 pounds of ice already, about 3 fifths of liquor, and some sort of stuff called "food." Once the laptop died we had to pick up my roommates girlfriend since the light rail was down. I rode shotgun for fun to see the damage. Obscene traffic nightmare since the lights were out, luckily I was prepared with a G&T in a Nalgene bottle so I found it entertaining.

Once we returned it was card games with interesting drink mixes as the mixers were running low. Teuquila + orange and cream soda is not very good, too sweet and the cream flavor ruins it. However rum and grape soda with fresh lime juice was quite good actually.

Once cards got old we decided to see what the town was up to, so saddle up the vodka gatorades for discreet public drinking. Most houses seemed dark and quiet, a couple people out on the porches having a good time. It was only quarter to ten though so it was far to early for everyone to go to sleep. a walk to the main drag revealed where they all were, the bar!

My favorite neighborhood bar is run by a an enterprising individual who showed up and started shoving candles into beer bottles. I think it was actually better lit than usual. Of course it was cash only, fortunately I had a good amount on me as the ATMs obviously weren't working, than again, that bar is ALWAYS cash only. so couple good rounds of fortunately still cold beers later we decide to see if the other bars are open. One was as they had a generator, douche bag looking crowd though so we moved on, all the others had locked doors, so back home we decided to go.

Couple drinks later and I'm passed out on the couch, eventually make it to my bed. Woken up at about 8 to my fan kicking on and the TV coming back to life in the living room.

All in all a good drinking time was had. I wish I knew more people in the neighborhood so it could have been a downright party, but my roommate and I did alright for ourselves. I always love a good blackout, both kinds.

[DeeboCools]

I support this message. It's easy to fall out of touch with what drunks did before TV, the internet, and even electricity. They fucking walked around and talked to people. It's fun every once in a while!

[Jiggers McCoy]

Reminds me of dealing with the blizzards last year in DC. Some friends were complaining about not knowing who was still open in the city and they were shocked that I suggested calling ahead to see if (gasp) a human being answered the phone. Lost art of personal contact, etc.

Now that I'm living in Florida, I'm looking forward to our first hurricane party.

[beerkegbilly]

I had those all the time as I was in the Marines they are fun

[WastedWillie]

Sittin' and watching TV or the internets ain't no way to spend a good drunk, have to agree on that one. Lotta folks can't get good and drunk very often, and it's our responsibility to get out and show them the way and let them live through our drunkenness. Not to mention the fact that I'm charming as hell when I've got a few drinks in me, a real prince, so I figure I need to share that with the world and not sit at home with a drink in each hand watching the damn TV. Get out into the world my fellow drunks, and tear it up!

[qualityleashdog]

Great story. Reminds me of the time in fall '08 when the remnants of a hurricane hit southern Indiana with 80+ mph winds. Trees down, electric, cable, internet all out, and on a Sunday afternoon! I was grateful I had some Buffalo Trace to pass the day with. It was either get drunk, or read a book. I like to read, but the neighborhood was in too much of a confused upset to just hide and read, so it was time to down a good bracer of Trace, load up a Subway Cocktail (name originates with my habit of going to Subway, getting a coke and ice, and leaving room to feed it between 1/2 to a pint of Bourbon from the liquor store next door, didn't get it at the store, but manufactured it in my own kitchen from a McDonald's cup that time) and start making the rounds to the neighbors' houses, to inspect the damage, exchange news and speculate on what would happen next.
There's something about a good blackout or thunderstorm that lends itself to getting drunk. Almost as if the world stops. The cops are busy with other things, so you know they won't be hassling you, and anyone you don't want to see isn't going to come calling to ask you for anything like the rent, either.

[helenawilmoth]

LOL

[tdcwillies]

I support this message. It's easy to fall out of touch with what drunks did before TV, the internet, and even electricity. They fucking walked around and talked to people. It's fun every once in a while!

I concur. Very well put. Nothing like face time instead of Facebook (Blecch). But hey, I'm a happy drunk between the extremes of, "Wuz you lookin' at me?!" and the other direction of, "Ya know whut? I friggin' love you man."

Armed with a good tale, a couple of jokes and a bottle, a fine night awaits the non-driving drunkard.