WOW! I must really like Pete. I completely left out my trip to the Kentucky Derby.
For crying out LOUD why can't Derby be every month... It was friggin AWESOME.
First of all, the DRIVE from Philly to Kentucky takes about 11 to 11 1/2 hours. Okay, so that part SHOULD have sucked if I wasn't so amped up, that I thought EVERYTHING on the side of the road was outstanding and interesting. I mean I was SO happy to be away from work my nips got hard just because I saw a fricken oriole (the actual bird, dummy). Seriously. I was all like "OOOH!! Rachel!!! Loookk!!!! AN oriole!!!" You ahould have heard me shriek when I saw a coyote... I'm so easily amused.
So we arrive at my Uncle's house and he was still at work. (As well he should be Thursday afternoon at 10:30 am. Am I right?) So Rachel and I opened the gate to the back yard and layed in the huge hammock for like 2 hours... my lord it was the beginning of a wonderful vacation.
I won't go into every single detail leading up to Derby Day (Saturday) but I'll break it down:
We ate at a GREAT buffet that served the most killer burboun st chicken ever.
I got drunk and sang karaoke with my uncle and Rachel.
My uncle drives one of those shaggin wagon conversion vans complete with rear bench that folds down to a bed with the flick of a switch.
How rad is that?
During Derby weekend, Saturday is not longer called anything BUT Derby Day. I mean even the weather guy was all like, "And on Derby Day we'll be enjoying temperatures in the low eighties." Yeah! I know!! LOW EIGHTIES! It was friggin sweet.
Mint Juleps are NOT sweet. They some potent SHIT right thar. (BUT very tasty.)
Yes, we saw boobs.
NO we didn't "like" it.
Yes we got beads.
No we didn't have to flash for them.
Yes we met guys.
NO we did not do anything but talk to them. (How else is a gal supposed to get more mint juleps and THE GREATEST cheese burger on the planet paid for?)
Yes I heard who won.
NO I didn't bet a thing. I've learned to never bet anything ever again.
All in all I was impressed with Derby. I mean when Rachel and I first got there we were a little disenchanted, but all you gotta do is start drinking and let the good times roll. There is NO other purpose for Derby but to get plastered and party like a mo fo.
And party we did.
Good Times.
2:36 PM - Tuesday, May. 10, 2005
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