Jist One Mor' Phoquin' Withdrawal!

Off to Wurstfest today. I actually was dreading it all weekend. What? Dreading a "Two week salute to sausage!"??? Is that even possible? But I have to do a couple of presentations for a college day tomorrow, so I can't tear it up, Aimee-style. At $17 per pitcher I'm not sure I'd want to even if I didn't have to work tomorrow. Yeah, I typed that correctly. And that's not even for the good shit. You want a real foreign beer you're ponying up $21. The "deal" is that you get to keep the pitcher. I'm thinking they should rethink the prices with some sort of deposit system, because that's a major reason I didn't go last weekend. I used to be all about it, until I counted up exactly how much I'd spent on beer and sausage. It was criminal! What is it about those portable ATMs that makes them completely irresistable after about 5 beers. As my friend Jana can attest, I am one ATM whore when I get drunk. Let's hope I fare better than last year. I'm thinking 50 cash and locking my debit card in my glovebox will do it. Wish me luck!