The Chronicles of Cavorting

When an evening involves a fair amount of drinking, things can get a little foggy. You could find yourself face down in someone’s front yard, with a Tacos Plus bean and cheese burrito as your makeshift pillow. Or, at some point in the evening, you may feel the need to ask yourself, “Why am I sprawled out on a strip mall sidewalk with my pants tied around my head like a Hijab?” Or perhaps, the next morning, you might awaken with a fulfilling stretch, only to accidentally brush your arm against an unknown, excessively hairy bed partner resting soundly beside you. Thankfully, technologies such as IM, text messaging and e-mail exist to help you piece together the cloudy details that led to your status quo.

Granted, there’s probably nothing eloquent about these foggy episodes or their technological transcripts. But when they are put in the hands of two empathetic, well-spoken gentlemen, your debauched tales can be delivered with a dollop of grace. Of course, you can share your stories with close friends over the next night’s rounds of drinks. But on this highly-entertaining blog that I recently discovered, you can immortalize them. Check it out here.