Last Night's Trip Downtown

This is what I remember about my trip to 6th street last night:

• The taxi ride there.
• Drinking a four horsemen and shouting, "This is to pestilence, famine, war, and death!"
• Leaving in a pick-up truck.

On the plus side, I got a few phone numbers. Too bad I can't remember what the girls look like.

I need to cut down on the drinking. I'm going to sarge sober tonight.

P.S.

I arrived with $60 in my wallet and came back with $32. Guess where all of it went. This is why I usually drink before I go downtown.