I have a mild headache
I started the day taking the ferry from Marin. I had my Purdue bike jersey on and when I was grabbing a coke at the snack bar some dude says “if you’re going to the game you should start with a Boilermaker!” The woman running the snack bar says “we have beer and we have Jack Daniels just saying”
At the game yesterday - my sister texted me and said “such and such wants to meet you” so we go to the concourse at halftime and such and such is a 70+ year old drunken lady decked out in spangly Purdue gear who says “I’m going to the bar, do you want a beer? Then you guys come with me, there are empty seats next to us” and drags us to the lower level where we were maybe 30 yards from the winning putback, and sitting right in front of John Lynch.
That sealed the deal, at dinner I had 2 Space dusts while watching the Illini romp. I’m hungover as shit.
What a fucking day!