Friday, August 18, 2006
Blueberry Island, Indiana. An annual weekend cabin trip with friends.
We mostly drink and play games of skill. We started off the first night with Caps (not one of my favorites). You toss bottle caps across a room at the opposing team's cup of beer. If you sink the cap in their beer, they drink.
I turned 30 this last year, and staring into a foamy penalty cup of beer with a dirty bottle cap at the bottom, I started to really feel old and tired. And full. I eventually forfeited a game I was winning 4 to 1, because I knew I just couldn't drink another drop.
