Randomness from the phone - drunkenness

After the Toronto trip, I managed to procure a very cheap (and working!) Bluetooth adapter. Fuck eBay and the Hong Kong sellers. I bought one from HK on eBay, for 1 cent! But shipping and taxes were like 5 bucks, and no surprises, it didn't work. So while in Toronto, I bought one that was 2000 times more expensive (minus the shipping) than the one from eBay, and lo and behold! It works! That means I can now start emptying the random images captured on my crappy camera phone, and share them with the general populace.


Ah yes, a good ol' pitcher of Alexander Keiths, with a bottle beside it for comparison. Sure it doesn't look very intimidating, but in real life, maybe. And after consuming a couple of these, we move to the next picture...






Persons who will remain unnamed (i.e.. Lawrence) semi-passed out at our table. "Semi" to the point where he did not seem to mind the knife on the table being used on his finger. Good times.






7 hours later after the first picture... Yep, that's vomit. Under some leaves. Not mine though. (clue: look at picture above...)








Waaay back in the winter, I remember I left the house early in the morning, round 530, 6 I think, and stepping out onto the sidewalk I just see this massive blanket of snow, covering the road and sidewalk, that hadn't been plowed by the sidewalk plowers yet, and I thought damn, that's pretty awesome. Then of course I had to walk through it, and I was like "Fucking snow !"

Going off on a slightly different tangent, I remember back in the Phils, when I was on a tricycle one time, riding on the seat behind the driver when it began to rain pretty bad. By the time I got off, my lower half from just above the knees downwards was completely soaked, it looked like my lower half had been dipped into a pool. That incident induced a lot of swearing and "I hate the Philippines" and "Fuck the third world" and "Can't wait to get out this hell hole" sentiments. Now a few years later, I can draw parallels after having to trudge through the snow, and reaching the bus stop with not only everything from the knees downward soaking wet (well, not really soaking, my shoes have holes in them), but also slightly numb from the cold.




This was from a different bar, I remember sometime near the end of the night, after the umpteenth visit to the toilet, my mind couldn't stop thinking about how awesome it was to have a tv above the urinal. I remember I kept thinking "that is genius, fucking genius!!" and hence the picture. The pic is a bit bad. Cause they were closing. And had already turned the lights off in the toilet. So I had to relieve myself by the benevolent glow coming from the hallowed monitor.