Last night I went to a Coldplay concert... solid show by the way. A lot better live than on a studio cut album. Either way, I tailgated pretty heavy, enjoyed a few frothy adult beverages. Drank the finest of beer in Pabst Blue Ribbon. (Hey it is good after the 3rd one or so) Was hand-fed a few Doritos and Svedka shots and proceeded into the show. After enjoying the show, we headed back to the car where I had a chicken cheddar sandwich from Lenny's (a delectable NYC sambo shop) waiting for me to devour and help cure what was to be and is a daring hangover. So I forgot to eat the sandwich, woke up a bit buzzed for work, threw on my black dress pants, arrived at work only to have a co-worker tell me I was wearing navy blue socks. I guess you can never be to careful or sober for that matter.
