The first way you’ll notice Trent’s drunk is that he staggers. It’s not a big stagger, but it’s definitely an, “I’ve been drinking whiskey — and lots of it” stagger. This happens at least every other night. The second way you’ll notice he’s drunk is that he becomes considerably more talkative. If the conversation turns towards the brewpub he wants to open one day where he brews his own beer and serves his own food, he’s probably drunk. The third way you’ll notice he’s drunk is if he passes out on a picnic table.
Someone passed out tonight, but that someone wasn’t Trent. That someone was a girl, and a small part of me seriously fears for her safety right now. This girl is not a light weight; she could go head-to-head in a drinking contest with a grizzly bear and hold her own. Especially if she and the grizzly bear were drinking whiskey. But tonight the whiskey got the better of her. She was bent over the dryer, and she was vomiting. It took a squadron of three ladies to wheel her up to her room, where she is now undoubtedly passed out, hopefully breathing, and most likely face down surrounded by a head of extremely disheveled hair.
And then there’s Tyler. Tyler was dancing up a storm. Tyler is always dancing up a storm. But today Michael Jackson died, so the storm was a category five tornado taking dead aim on a trailer park in the panhandle of Oklahoma. A week ago there was a dance party and Tyler danced for what must have been four straight hours. Shortly afterward he was seen sitting down abruptly into a plastic chair, which then broke under his weight and sent him tumbling down a hill. He did not remember the incident.
So this is a night in Brown Town. It’s not a typical night, but it’s not far off. In the lower rec people are playing ping pong and surfing Facebook. In the upper rec people are searching for movies on TV and slowly digging their ways through 18-packs of Natural Light. And down in downtown Brown Town…well, it’s always a party in Brown Town.
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