Tuesday, May 26, 2009


So yesterday was Memorial Day, but it was a day I'd rather forget.
I was laying around the house and my friend Michelle invited me to another friend of ours place in Winter Park for a Bday pool party in the afternoon. I didnt eat very much and guzzled beers the whole time sprinkled with a couple vodka drinks as well. Michelle lost a contact in the pool and had drank a bit too much to drive, so I did. Going down Fairbanks in Winter Park and got pulled over. Long story, short: They made me perform a field sobriety test. Holy Shit. Ya know, follow the pen with your eyes...arms out, walk hell-to-toe for 9 steps back and forth. I was absolutely positive that I was going to jail last night. Well, I remained calm and did the tests. There were about 4 or 5 cops on scene. The officer that pulled me over informed me that I passed the test! She told me that she smelled the booze on me but will let me off with a ticket for going 50 in a 35. I will take a $236 ticket any day over a trip to the pokey and DUI charges!
Unfortunately, I celebrated this by getting completely retarded and pissing off my friend, leaving my cell phone behind, and leaving my keys and wallet in my friends car. I gotta get it together, man.


  1. slap!

    REALLY glad you didn't get a DUI but...

  2. Welcome to the "Ive been pinched by the police, put through the ringer and now Im totally shitting my pants and quite possibly going to jail for a DUI tonight but by some swift hand of God I was let off and allowed to go home to drink another day" club. The field sobriety test surrounded by cops when you are the farthest thing from being sober is a real motherfucker. That is something I will never ever forget or ever want to happen again...