Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Julie Takes a Nap

In my experience, very few of us can shut down in the midst of drunken shenanigans only to rebound as if nothing had happened. It would seem that my friend Stephen knows these sorts of people. The first I saw of this miraculous recovery technique was at the Atlantic Trap and Gill. Laura, Stephen's special lady friend, was with us and we had had much more than our share of spirits, when I thought we'd lost her for the night. Sitting in a room full of long heavy tables surrounded by bench seating, each full of drunkards trying to shout above a live maritime band, her head went down like a ship slowly sinking till it lay on the table. I, for one, cannot recover from such a loss. If I am so intoxicated as to find comfort in shutting my eyes and drifting off to sleep in that environment, then I am likely in need of medical attention. But Laura rose from the depths after her short repose and jumped back in. Pints were downed and songs were sung and Laura was back in the thick of things.
Until now, I had left that experience thinking she had some sort of mutant super power. Sure, I'd known Stephen to be drunk to the point of vomiting only to sit back down at the table feeling refreshed and ready to drink again. But that's just gross. That is a disdain for your own bodies cry for help. No, this is different. She just shut down for a moment.
Then last night, J. O. added her name to this very short list of super power endowed drinkers. We were celebrating Easter, as heathens should, by sharing a few pints on a patio. Afternoon turned to evening which stretched into night and one patio led to another and there we were - drunk. While Stephen led the charge, as he is prone to doing, it was J. O. that impressed me. Too drunk and too tired to carry on she went down where she stood. Slowly sinking to the deck, she curled up to take a nap. Again, were you to find me in such a condition, medical attention ought to be a consideration. As it was, J. O. just needed some time. Up from the depths she rose to jump right back in. Here's to you J. O.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

A fine example of an unexpected change of elevation. Apparently it is a skill not yet lost to this generation!
Ma

Anonymous said...

That blanket + that deck = cozy corner. Must be why all day long today I wanted to just lie down. My fingertips finally stopped tingling around 4 pm.