I would be posting MY pictures right now, but due to overuse of my camera it seems to be dead.
That, or the wearing of a lovely madras sportcoat over my going-out-hoochie shirt broke the camera somehow.
I’d say it’s a toss-up.
As such, you’ll have to settle for these and know that they’re a very, VERY small representation of what is to come.
Tracy and Toby – though really, his name is Kurt.
They had these write-on cups that were just TOO much fun.
The night then proceeded from there. Without going into too much detail, let’s just say the night was long, sleep was at a bare minimum, and madras jackets were all the rage. (That, and somehow I choked down not one, but TWO gin and tonics. For the record, I hate gin. I hate tonic. But at the time, they were tasty.)
This is the aftermath of the evening – we’re on our way the next morning to do it all over again. I’m attempting to still be awake but really, the wall is propping me up.
This is five hours later after a Gator win and a push-up challenge. I’d like to pretend I won but was actually eliminated for my ‘ass in the air’ form.
Kudos to Lu for the pics and just as soon as my camera recovers from one hell of a weekend, MY pics to follow.