I made yet another trip to Iowa this weekend. It was for Val's birthday and since I could easily get out of work on Friday and Monday Mark and I made the 4 day trip. I think this is either the 7th or 8th time I've been to Iowa City.
The first night they we got to one of the bars where they let you buy thirty pitchers of beer for $30, and they must all be finished by 10pm. This lead to me blacking out soon after at a Piano bar.
The second day we started drinking around 3 via some card drinking games. After dinner we went to a couple of bars, and if you read my Twitter you would know that I blacked out doing shots of Jeager and Tang. Not a great combo.
The third day was spent playing Cornhole in an alley and drinking. No Blackout Brian on Sunday night.
Today was spent buying 4 30-racks at the Hyvee for $60 and driving back to Michigan. I think that was detox.
Showing posts with label Iowa City. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Iowa City. Show all posts
Monday, May 11, 2009
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Back to the Heartland
Yesterday morning I got back from a weekend trip to Iowa City for the Iowa - Iowa State game. It was my 5th trip in the past year and a half. I went with Mark, Mike and John. We drove 18 hours for what boiled down to a 36 hour bender. Since people are never impressed with how much others claim to have drank, I will instead impress you with the amount of trash food that I ate.
We left Friday at noon, but left Mike P. in Ann Arbor to to finish a lab report. He ended up driving out solo later that day. I brought 2 Michigan shirts and one Iowa shirt. Along the way I got a few Whopper Jr's, O-Rings and Beef Jerky. We got there at five and started drinking at 5:10. We went out to dinner with Mark's parents, I had a dozen wings a few beers and a side of 'slaw. Then we went back to Mark's gf, Val's apartment where we continued to drink. Staying there with the 4 of us was Val's little brother and Val's roommate's friend from Iowa State. We kept drinking and then we hit the town. As per every Iowa post I must comment about the gnarliness of Iowa City's bar scene. A 3 by 3 block area with about 30 very large bars within it.
Saturday morning we woke up at 7 to tailgate. I ditched the guys and went with Val and her roommate to a true Iowa tailgate. Once you get a few blocks from the stadium the cops stop enforcing the open intoxicant laws. The tailgate was pretty good, but it is such a culture shock to have to pay 5$ to go to a tailgate. The coolest thing there was a paint can that had a gallon of mojito in it. I really hope they cleaned the paint out of it first. Maybe it was because I was still drunk, or maybe it was because I have been to Iowa enough, but I seemed to know about half of the people there. After awhile I went to Mark's parents tailgate because I had gotten a little too drunk at the other one. I scarfed down some brownies and eggs and washed it all down with a few Michelob Ultra's (the cans are ribbed for your pleasure).
The game was utterly boring. I stayed for the first quarter plus some. It was raining and I was about to crash for the past 7 hours of driving, 14 hours of drinking and 4 hours of sleeping. I went back to pass out for the rest of the game and on the way bought a porkburger for 1$. The power nap worked out really well because I was refreshed for the start of the Michigan-ND game at 2:30. We went to my favorite bar in IC, The Fieldhouse, to watch the Michigan game. While the game was depressing, I did get to preform the first original telling of the never released, best blog post ever. After the game we went back to Val's to watch Legally Blonde 1 & 2, and selected parts of Bring It On Again. We ordered Gumby's Pizza which is terrible, terrible food. It was about this time that the heartburn started to kick in. Also the farts. I put my ass literally on marks face and ripped one. He then punched me really hard in the hip (the hip?) which still hurts. I guess everyone else was too exhausted from the past 24 hours of drinking to go out. Except John, because we went out big. We met up with Val's very cute roommate McKaylee (I like that name) and some of her friends at one of the bars. We had a rackin' time out at the bars and didn't make it back until way late. I slept on the floor and am pretty sure that Mark got me back for that fart earlier, because when I woke up I had pink eye. The contents of my stomach at that point were so violate that I almost refused a IHOP trip. I went anyway but only got the carafe of cranberry juice and the fruit salad.
We left IC around 2 pm which was 4 hours after Mike and John had left to go home. Due to flooding from Hurricane Ike, I-94 was closed in Indiana. Right as we were entering the traffic backup, Mike and John were getting out of it, and despite leaving 4 hours before us, they were only 25 miles ahead of us. But it also took us about 4 hours (plus another 2 Whopper Jr's) to get through it and we didn't make it home until 1:30 AM. Since I pissed off my boss a few weeks back, I of course had to work Monday morning at 5:30. Which was nice.
The entire trip to was an excercise in novelty, and I can confidently say that for the roughly 2 days I was there my BAC probably didn't drop below .06. Also I've only averaged 4.5 hours a sleep for each of the past 3 nights. I have pink eye, my hip hurts, I have a cold, I am 150$ poorer and twice as likely to die before the age of 65. I can't wait till my next trip out to Iowa City.
We left Friday at noon, but left Mike P. in Ann Arbor to to finish a lab report. He ended up driving out solo later that day. I brought 2 Michigan shirts and one Iowa shirt. Along the way I got a few Whopper Jr's, O-Rings and Beef Jerky. We got there at five and started drinking at 5:10. We went out to dinner with Mark's parents, I had a dozen wings a few beers and a side of 'slaw. Then we went back to Mark's gf, Val's apartment where we continued to drink. Staying there with the 4 of us was Val's little brother and Val's roommate's friend from Iowa State. We kept drinking and then we hit the town. As per every Iowa post I must comment about the gnarliness of Iowa City's bar scene. A 3 by 3 block area with about 30 very large bars within it.
Saturday morning we woke up at 7 to tailgate. I ditched the guys and went with Val and her roommate to a true Iowa tailgate. Once you get a few blocks from the stadium the cops stop enforcing the open intoxicant laws. The tailgate was pretty good, but it is such a culture shock to have to pay 5$ to go to a tailgate. The coolest thing there was a paint can that had a gallon of mojito in it. I really hope they cleaned the paint out of it first. Maybe it was because I was still drunk, or maybe it was because I have been to Iowa enough, but I seemed to know about half of the people there. After awhile I went to Mark's parents tailgate because I had gotten a little too drunk at the other one. I scarfed down some brownies and eggs and washed it all down with a few Michelob Ultra's (the cans are ribbed for your pleasure).
The game was utterly boring. I stayed for the first quarter plus some. It was raining and I was about to crash for the past 7 hours of driving, 14 hours of drinking and 4 hours of sleeping. I went back to pass out for the rest of the game and on the way bought a porkburger for 1$. The power nap worked out really well because I was refreshed for the start of the Michigan-ND game at 2:30. We went to my favorite bar in IC, The Fieldhouse, to watch the Michigan game. While the game was depressing, I did get to preform the first original telling of the never released, best blog post ever. After the game we went back to Val's to watch Legally Blonde 1 & 2, and selected parts of Bring It On Again. We ordered Gumby's Pizza which is terrible, terrible food. It was about this time that the heartburn started to kick in. Also the farts. I put my ass literally on marks face and ripped one. He then punched me really hard in the hip (the hip?) which still hurts. I guess everyone else was too exhausted from the past 24 hours of drinking to go out. Except John, because we went out big. We met up with Val's very cute roommate McKaylee (I like that name) and some of her friends at one of the bars. We had a rackin' time out at the bars and didn't make it back until way late. I slept on the floor and am pretty sure that Mark got me back for that fart earlier, because when I woke up I had pink eye. The contents of my stomach at that point were so violate that I almost refused a IHOP trip. I went anyway but only got the carafe of cranberry juice and the fruit salad.
We left IC around 2 pm which was 4 hours after Mike and John had left to go home. Due to flooding from Hurricane Ike, I-94 was closed in Indiana. Right as we were entering the traffic backup, Mike and John were getting out of it, and despite leaving 4 hours before us, they were only 25 miles ahead of us. But it also took us about 4 hours (plus another 2 Whopper Jr's) to get through it and we didn't make it home until 1:30 AM. Since I pissed off my boss a few weeks back, I of course had to work Monday morning at 5:30. Which was nice.
The entire trip to was an excercise in novelty, and I can confidently say that for the roughly 2 days I was there my BAC probably didn't drop below .06. Also I've only averaged 4.5 hours a sleep for each of the past 3 nights. I have pink eye, my hip hurts, I have a cold, I am 150$ poorer and twice as likely to die before the age of 65. I can't wait till my next trip out to Iowa City.
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