It's Monday night. I'm not going to drink that much...

Featured contributor: Deepak G.

Yeah I think all of us said that at one point in time either last week, last year, or sometime during your drunken career. Well, it’s definitely something that the majority of us said last night. When I say "us" I mean Ash, Raj, Igor, Homes, and myself. As a group of "us", we hear a secret tip that a local watering hole by the name of "The Rock-it Room" was having this "crazy" drink special. Honestly that’s all the website said.

Anyway we decided to follow this tip and discover exactly what this "crazy" drink special actually was. It was this "crazy" drink special that made us wish we really didn't say "It's only Monday night. The second I read the billboard standing outside the bar I immediately reconsidered my decision to go out that evening and wonder how terrible it would be for me to show up to work in a stench of booze. Before a decision could be made or i could even begin to regret the decision I was thrust into this bar and I was standing before a tall jack on the rocks, a pint of craft brewed ale and a shot of Montezuma tequila. Yeah and that was the start of the night...

The night progressed with several deep and thought provoking discussions about love, life, and the pursuit of happiness. But before I could even begin to register the conversations at hand I see Jon, the irish bar tender, arrive at the table with 5 shot glasses, 5 limes, and a full bottle of Tequila.

As the night continued, some played pool (Ashwin, Homes & The Old Dude), others continued talking about random gibberish (Igor, Katie, Raj) and some played JENGA (Deepak). Jenga was played by a group of friends who came in for a few drinks. At first we checked out the crew and there were a few cute ones and a few not so cute and a few that we couldn't remember. Regardless I somehow found my way in a game of
Jenga w/ these new friends and it was amazing. Igor wanders over wondering what i'm doing and proceeds to topple the tower in one fell swoop.

It was at this point that I look up to find the rest of the crew. Raj and Homes are across the bar and I can see their lips moving but obviously can't hear what they are saying. I'm sure it was something really interesting b/c their eyes were glued to each other. They were either really involved or trying to focus on something so they
wouldn't fall over (again this is all speculation.) Ash is still playing pool w/ that pseudo creepy old Dude. I'm not sure how many he has had to drink at this point but I just had a feeling he wasn't all together at that point. About 15 or 20 minutes later I find myself downing 3 more shots of tequila and another pint of beer. I then realize it’s only about 10:30 and briefly ponder the consequences of this evening. I figured it was early and it was time for me to engage in some good conversation with
one of these lovely ladies who joined the bar earlier that evening. Igor seemed to be the only one talking to one of these ladies. For some reason I found a "vested" interest in jumping into (read: cockblocking) this conversation. Not really sure what i talked about or how I even found my way into the conversation but about 30 minutes went by before i realized Igor and the crew were nowhere to be found in the bar. I go
for the number and get a "I'll see you here next week right?" at which
point I guarantee my presence and make a B-line for the door.

I walk outside to see Ash and Raj in the middle of Clement street and Igor and Homes kicking it outside for a few. I immediately began to explain myself to Igor saying I wanted to talk to the "girl with short brown hair" meanwhile not even sure if a girl that fit that description even walked in the bar that night. Anyway the begging and
pleading for forgiveness continued for a few minutes before he finally caved (I think???).

We then started our walk home. It was during this walk that I found myself grasping Ashwin by any and all means necessary. Twas not an easy task my friends. I let him go for a minute to check my phone only to see him walk into a street pole. I grabbed him again and held him up practically the entire way home. I couldn't really tell you what everyone else was doing at this point in time b/c I needed to maintain all focus on Ashwin and his body b/c if i didn't he would end up on the ground and I would lose interest without giving it a second thought. Anyway the conversation was very one sided and consisted of "Deepak. I love you man.....like I love you man.....no matter where i'm at.....i love you man......i mean seriously......like i'm serious man...."

About 30 minutes later we made the walk that should have taken no more then 15 minutes for a new born baby. Within a few feet of my house a mystery voice (raj) tells Homes to start beating the shit out of the garbage cans. I immediately come to my senses and get the situation under control. Unfortunately as a result I dropped Ashwin. After getting Homes back under control Ashwin somehow or another ended up
30 feet back talking to Igor and Raj. Holmes started to wander around aimlessly and needless to say I lost all interest and made a B-line for my front door.

About 15 minutes later I hear a bang on the door. Ashwin is already on his knees and crawling up the stairs. His body falls into the hallway and behind him comes the rest of the crew. Nobody really has any idea what’s going on. I found two options here. I could either A) try and get everyone to a reasonable resting place and get them all some water. or B) step over the body, ignore the drunkards, get some water, and go to bed. Again, all interest was lost instantly and I was in bed within a matter of minutes.

The rest of the night was difficult to explain. I felt sober and was ready to sleep. Although I couldn't quite fall asleep b/c I would close my eyes only to hear the lovely sound of two young gentlemen releasing all of the vile and evil liquids that found their way into their stomachs that evening.

It was a good night. We'll be back again next Monday. But I swear, it'll be a Monday night. I'm not going to drink that much.