ups and downs of debauchery

as usual, it all starts at the Crown...we finally received our theology grades and as we considered ways in which to express our jovility, only one made sense -to drink beer...(infinitive- to drink)

well, that was the first mistake, although i had already finished my brew homework and actually understood it...in today's reflection of the chain of events that unfolded throughout last evening, i will confess that there are parts missing...BUT, i have concluded that those who walked in the debauchery with me are some of the most incredible people i have ever met...

as i have grown into my mid thirties, i have come to consider many a topic...debauchery is one i have spent many minutes evaluating...only to consider why someone might choose to avoid it, or might choose to embrace it...isn't this what it boils down to? classically, isn't this the first situation humanity was faced with regarding choices? which way are you going to go? pick the fruit or quit talking to snakes? it's tough...then there is the blame game that starts its perpetual cycle until you wind up right back in front of the tree...same story, ga-zillionth verse...the path has been beaten down so that the way to the tree is inevitable...maybe? in this pensive moment, i ponder how many times i have been to the tree? just today?

i say all of this to make the point that....dude, that was soooo tim coming out right there...i just heard him say this in my head...the ups to debauchery are definitely in the present state of exercising debauchery...even the memories of it...the downs are in the after-effects of the debauchery...i'm sure you understand...

to the gang of random and frequent debauchery: when history finds its way into our mailboxes, let us again be in celebratory spirits...also, all of you are awesome...even though i did not see all of you today, i spent many moments laughing over last night...