one of my favorite party memories from college involves going to some kegger at some kid's house i didn't know. me and the kids i went with, (i think it was chad and mark, they lived on oglethorpe street...) we stopped at that liquor store on habersham was it? (if you know the name i'll give you five hundred dollars cuz now it's bugging me) and we all bought tiny bottles of liquor and had em in our pockets. cuz mark said they taste like dessert, and that's what classy boozehounding college kids bring when they're going to a classy kegging soiree.

so we show up at this party, and my friend vinnie was there. vinnie always cracked my shit up - i think we had an animation class together at some point (trav, do you remember him?), and he was one of the kids i worked with at the civic center later (laura, i know you do!). anyways, fuckin hilarious guy. so in the kitchen at this party, i show him the little bottle of baileys and he freaks out because it's so much better than cheap keg beer. and i'm all "hey let's share it!"

vinnie says "yeah! but we gotta be quiet about it because if other people see this bottle everyone's gonna want it."

and when i'm wasted, being subtle apparently means standing in front of vinnie holding my jacket open and saying loudly "HEY VINNIE YOU CAN DRINK IT NOW, NO ONE WILL SEE YOU!!!"

and i remember just laughing my ass off, and later passing out at mark and chad's place.

the point to my story is i got a message from vinnie today on friendster and it's just really cool that after all these years that we've all been outta college, and all the thousands of miles between everyone... it's just neat to hear from old friends through the wonders of the internet.

and that my friends, is why the babysitter's dead.