Epically overserved.

Epically overserved.

I am actually hungover today. And covered in bruises. And kitty scratch marks (thanks Pickle!). I'd like to thank all the free booze consumed before 11 last night, and extend that thanks to a certain crew of bartenders that continued to douse me in alcohol until 4.

Owie.

UPDATE: I totally forgot I ran into the guys in The National DJing at The Burlington too. It's funny to think that I booked them in The Pontiac a few years ago, and now they're opening for R.E.M.