day 1

we were drunk before we left Canada. customs was a breeze and we were on the train

ready for anything that crossed our paths. and that was arlin, with his new lady friend.we

drank and played cards the whole train ride. even magic happened. it was a blast, and when

we arrived in Seattle we arranged to meet up at shorty's. this bar that has up to maybe 30

pinball machines. a quick stop at a hostel and off to meet up for game night. shorty's rules

and i would suggest it to anyone going to Seattle. more and more drinks and a couple

of $$ playing games. a reasonable night and an ok morning.

day 2

woke up and made our way out of the hostel

to a bar and drank from about 12 till 6, there we met a lady who

has been screen printing posters for years and has done almost

every pearl jam poster and so many other bands that i cant

even remember, drank enough there to get the entire bar

involved with our happy hour. DAVE you rule, sorry for being

so loud. we then proceeded to ride our bikes down the steepest hill

splitting lanes in the poring rain. that was one of the craziest things

i have ever done. washed out road no brakes and bumper to

bumper traffic both directions.very very stupid. but to my amazement we made it

there was a nice pizza joint we ate dinner at then made our way

to the crocodile where we danced the night away listening to

the miniature tigers and the morning benders. an amazing show.

i was so sad that we seemed to be the only once dancing, i just hate that.

though after the miniature tigers played the came off stage and danced with

us when the morning benders played. that made me feel a bit better.

after the show this is where we left with pockets full of beer, but i guess i had placed

the fresh opened beer upside down and filled my pocket with my camera

soaking up all the nutrients. at this point i was as drunk as i have ever been

in my life. we started to walk for the hostel and stopped for a street dog. a

very nice drunk man gave us 15 bucks to buy more drinks because "you guys

look like your having fun"....so the closest bar we saw the two of us barged in

and demanded drinks. screaming and yelling. what we didn't realize was it was

actually quite a nice place. making complete

fools of ourselves we just stood around for a while and when the vibe got bad we left.

at that very moment i could barley walk, and along came another lovely group of people

who seemed interested in what we had to say. so we went along to yet another bar and

these lovely people bought us drinks for the rest of the evening. "beer beer beerree errbber

erebvbbb bbbBBRRRRAAyyden i have to leave.........WE HAVe to oooLeave"

the both of us were on another planet by now. so so far gone from reality.leaving

pints at the table we wished the group farewell and made our way outside. this is

when the real fun began. brayden had pounded 2 of my pints and it made his puke

project like ol'faithfull. quite amazing actually. we laughed and laughed and laughed.

brayden trying to teach my how to ram my fingers in my mouth to puke. and

we found ourselves behind the hostel puking our guts out. then blood every where

all im my puke all on my face all over my clothes. the pressure i guess had burst my

brain and i was bleeding out of my nose like never before. walk walk walk our way

to the front door and demand in. Ross saved my life with a pile of toilet paper and

saying it was cool and not to worry about it. thanks bud. that morning when

we got to our room i at some point had emptied my wallet into my bed for safe keeping

i guess and passed out. WAM 11 o'clock rolled around very fast. and in braydens infinite wisdom he pulled some pants half on and walked into the lobby. no shirt no shoes, no socks. sat right down at the front desk and asked kindly to renew our room for one more night.