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So the Santa Pub Crawl was pretty darn awesome. According to Juice, there were something like 600 people in attendance, which seems pretty plausible. At the first bar, at any rate. We left people behind at every bar we visited. :)

Amanda and I first got our drink on at Sara and Anne’s apartment while they finished getting ready (mmm… Screwdriver goodness). Then we, along with Julie and Chuck, headed to Drink to do so (cheap domestics and vodka tonics ensued). We were there an hour or so before we headed via bus to Paddy’s, which I don’t remember much of. I think they had cheap Long Islands, and I think I had more than one, along with beer from Chuck’s pitcher. Then we headed to 3-Bag, which is pretty much the worst name for a bar ever. Actually, I think it’s called 3rd Base, but nobody ever seems to call it that. They had free Home Team pizza (and more cheep beer, of course). zOMG it’d been a long time since I’d had Home Team. Last but not least, we headed to Wellman’s for more drinky goodness. We ran into Megan and Scotty there, and hung out for a while, since it was the first bar we’d been fortunate enough to get a table at. Eventually, we tired of wearing red and smelling like smoke, so we called a cab and headed out a bit before the bar closed.

Sunday was far more tame by comparison. I spent the afternoon hanging out at Stomping Grounds in Ames, but didn’t get a chance to see any of my favorite Amesians. I had a meeting with a guy about a potential freelance project, and I was hoping to stick around for a while afterwards, but my laptop battery died and I got bored and wandered home. I was also hoping to sneak in a game of racquetball, but Dwight was being unresponsive. Some people’s kids, I tell ya.

So yeah. Weekend = good. I have pictures up here, if you’d like to take a gander. Sadly, now I don’t have anything (that I know of) to look forward to until Wednesday, which has been declared a night out at Taki for sushi and martinis.