My friend Theresa had been living in New Zealand and Australia for the past 2 1/2 years, but she made a triumphant return to the Windy City in March — her first visit back to the States since moving away. With her return, there of course were parties to welcome her back and then say goodbye again. I was so excited to see her I guess you could say I had a little too much wine. Like a lot of people, wine makes me sleepy. Even though I passed out during the middle of Theresa’s party at our friends Nora and Jason’s place in Logan Square, I feel this picture at least has some class because Esther and Theresa look so glamorous pointing out my “problem.”
We finally made it from Chicago to the West Coast and rolled into Los Angeles just in time to hit up FYF Fest Labor Day weekend. Being out in the hot sun all day and drinking free beer made me a little sleepy. The nice big field seemed like the perfect place to take a break before seeing Ryan Gosling perform in his band. If only I got the chance to pass out on him, then my life would’ve been complete.
As many of you know, I took an epic road trip over the summer which landed me at The Grand Canyon. It was a long day in the car and the canyon looks, well, grand, so I decided to take a little siesta. I know it looks kind of dangerous to lie down so close to the edge of an incalculable plunge, but sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do.
Yes, it is possible to pass out in four states at once. Along the way to The Grand Canyon, I just felt overcome with sleepiness, so I plopped down on the monument which just happened to be in four states. I should contact Guinness Book of World Records to see if this has ever happened before. I think I liked New Mexico the best. The vibes from the other states didn’t feel as welcoming. While I was passed out, some bikers at the site kept laughing at me. I mean, if you can make bikers laugh, then you’ve accomplished something.
It’s every American’s mandate to see Elvis’ home in their lifetime. In August of 2010, Adam, Auriane and I drove down to Memphis from Nashville and paid our respects to The King. It also happened to be Elvis Week while we were there! We all know what a tortured soul The King was, so it made perfect sense to pay our respects with drugs and alcohol. Okay, just kidding. After leaving Elvis’ car museum, we decided to take a little nap. Feeling refreshed, we stole his plane. Good times.
While vacationing in Mexico, we made our way to the Mayan ruins in Tulum, Mexico. Our tour guide pointed out the Jeff Bridges film Against All Odds was filmed here. That’s about it he had to say about thousands of years of history. And you know what? I went home and watched that film. Jeff Bridges use to be hot! Speaking of hotness, it was a scorcher that day. After dipping my feet into the ocean and looking at what was left of a civilization, I decided to take a breather. I don’t think the Mayans would’ve minded me sleeping on their holy ground.
It was the last day of the year, so you know what that meant! Party time! I flew to NY earlier in the day solely to hang out with my friends and ring in the new decade with them. We’d been at The Cake Shop drinking free PBR, which made me sleepy. It took forever for the train to arrive to our next destination, so I lied down next to this strange fish mural and took a brief nap. I may or may not have laid in homeless person urine. After a couple of minutes, I felt rejuvenated. It was only two hours ’til the new year — plenty of time to keep drinking!