Musings

Did you know I do more than eat and exercise?

A shocking thought to some, I realize.
If you’re a long-time eater you’ll know that I don’t tend to share much about my life through my posts. Every now and then I’ll weave in an anecdote or a little tidbit from my day, but more often than not I announce travel plans from my destination and mention other, seemingly important things in an off-handed causal way. I just don’t always know how to make my life relevant to my food.
So, if you’re interested in getting to know the ‘Baby behind the food, check back here every now and then. I’ll post random musings and happenings.

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I almost always hate leaving my family to go back to school. Sure, I loveloveLOVE my ‘Boro and all m’lovely friends, but it’s still always tough. I usually spend the first night in a pretty bad funk, laying in bed watching Law & Order: SVU on Netflix and snacking. Luckily, though, this time I didn’t have a bed yet to wallow in.

Instead, I had my friend Garret’s couch. And Garret likes to party.

A few friends, him and I played some drinking games, and then the real fun started.

The mini bat makes it harder.

Allow me to introduce you to…drum roll…Louisville Chugger!

Step 1: cut the end off of a plastic baseball bat. The bat should now be hollow.

I hope that bat was clean.

Step 2: pour a beer into the bat.

Step 3: flatten the now-empty beer can as you wait for the foam to go down.

Picking his can.

Then give the flattened can to your partner.

Step 4: CHUG! You partner should count as you chug.

Step 5: However many seconds it took you to finish the beer is how many times you have to spin with the bat on your head.

I'm spinning, not barfing.

Step 6: after you spin, your partner will throw the flattened can at you. You should hit it.

If you don’t hit the can, repeat steps 6 and 7 until you do. Try not to throw up.

Both Garret and I hit the can on our first try. We took that as a good sign for the year to come.

A very fitting beer.

So after our rousing game we all went back inside. More people showed up. We drank. We danced. Garret and I ate some Eggos and then fell asleep on his couches while watching some really shitty movie starring Topher Grace.

It’s going to be a good year, eaters.

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