This day promises to be something to be quite eventful. Or should I say this night? Why am I tasked with bringing the booze for tonight's party?
At first I thought that it was not that big a deal but all throughout last night's sojourn I was thinking that it was a noodge. A good natured ribbing on my being "one of them" now. I may be able to hold on to just one bottle per gathering (two at the most)
but it's not going to do any good in the long run. That changes some plans for my upcoming birthday celebration.