Today, All the Streets are Empty

Many nights begin wih a drive to some spot. Whether it be a diner, a movie theater, a football game, or a bar. This night was no different. What was different was the unimaginable effects of the chemistry between alcohol and awesomeness. It began with the drive; from one Don Charnow's to the great nightlife of Downtown San Diego. The road was long and hard but the spirits of all of the evening's participants were high. That being said, the damage the road did to to everyone's attitude was small. Upon arriving in the vicinity of the desitnation, there was a warm-up beer and a moment for everyone to relieve themselves. Very nice.


A short moment or two later everyone is satisfied with the street session and are ready for the festivities of the bar. One problem, we have a girl who yielded to the power of the drink in the car. Shit, we didn't even make it in the door before a soldier was down.



Well in the grander scheme of our mission, one soldier can be left behind without guilt. We make it in the bar, nothing exciting really. The usual 10 guys for every girl. A few beers, awkard conversations with the bar's crowd, and even a hip-hop hug later and it was clear this was not where we needed to be. Next spot then? Why not. Same end result there. The street however was alive and well.

The photos that follow are for you, the audience, to draw your own conclusions from. Remember to enjoy the ride, enjoy the madness, and above all, enjoy watching your friends puking their balls off.