President's Day Celebration Co-FoundersAfter discussions with President's Day patron, "Feathers" Martin (which is officially his new nickname and he should consider making it a second IM name), it was decided to have a play-by-play or running timeline of the night's events. Feathers Martin will then review it and any editing and/or additions will be made. Also after discussions with "Tracy from Houston", I thought I should also mention the fact that I have no idea when things occurred after about 10 p.m. and that the following information is slightly falsified, slightly untrue and from a time when I was slightly drunk.
7:40 PM - Beth and I pick up Lea ... on the car ride, she uses the word "preggers."
7:45 PM - Beth, Lea and I arrive at Northgate and head to the Dry Bean for a shot.
7:49 PM - Some random guy at the Dry Bean has already made Beth feel welcome in Texas by saying he doesn't like liberals.
8:05 PM - Beth, Lea and I arrive at Logan's to begin the par-tay.
8:06 PM - Waitress takes our order, notices we have a big plastic bag full of party favors and asks "Are a lot of people joining you? ... How many?"
8:10 PM - Brooke arrives with even more party favors, including a horrible looking button that is red white and blue but kinda looks like the official flag of France.
8:11 PM - Lea finds the glowsticks.
8:20 PM - Our TRUE tables open up at the front of the bar after a group of Happy Hour People leave.
8:21 PM - We claim our tables and set up camp. I open up the centerpiece to put on a table ... I didn't realize how HUGE it was. Holy moly!
8:30ish - More people arrive ... Steve, AD, Rodney, Kori, Lauren, Lindsey, Homer ... and we take a fun big group picture. 
8:31 PM - Rodney hands me his Sharpie that I asked him to bring for the nametags (this is important for later on). Obviously you cannot use your regular name for the nametag. It's either a nickname that you've had for a while, your porn name, something random...just don't let it be your real name. Some of the names I can remember are: Crackie, Tracy from Houston, Feathers, Papa Smurf, Trixie McBimbo, Copper Frenchie, The Great Dane, Claymation, Hot Chocolate, White Chocolate, Rick James Bitch, and Moose.
8:45 PM - Sherrice thought she lost her ring. We were looking everywhere for it. Guess what? It was in her purse the whole time.
9:00 PM - We "lei" the bartenders at Logan's ... they're gonna hate us later, may as well be nice now.
9:30 PM - They decide to open up the front door at Logan's and keep it propped open. Dear God it is freezing outside! Artic blast alert.
10:00 PM - It's finally starting to pick up at Logan's. I think I'm on my 3rd drink maybe? I don't know. 
11:10 PM - Andrew, Drew and Tami FINALLY arrive ... Andrew and Drew have shirts on that are patriotic and disturbing ... Andrew's shirt says "I WANT YOU" with a picture of Uncle Sam 
on it doing the "shocker" with his hand and in between "want" and "you" it says "to shock" in really really small type. hahaha. On the back of Andrew's shirt it has a hand doing the shocker and a hand doing the "packer"...please just figure that one out for yourself because I am done explaining it. Drew's shirt says "Shockin the Nation the American Way".
The following mini-blog is from "Feathers" Martin...he had his own timeline for pre-Prez Day...hahahaha
Drew's Alternate Universe President's Day timeline:
OK, so I was supposed to be at the President's Day pre-party, which started with shots at the Dry Bean. I didn't quite make it. In retrospect, it's probably a good thing I didn't, else I might be dead now . . . but I digress. Here's what was going on behind the scenes leading up to the best President's Day ever:
6:10 p.m. Tami, Andrew, Rob and I order take-out from Johnny Carino's. We feel the need to get carb-loaded for the festivities
6:41 p.m. Text message from Megan announcing Dry Bean at 7:30 will kick-off President's Day; Andrew, Rob and I are still at Carino's waiting on our food, which should have been ready by now. Apparently everyone in B/CS has the craving for Italian on Saturday night. It was freakin' packed.
6:50 p.m. The bartender chick finally realizes that our food has, in fact, been ready the whole time but someone else's was on top of it. She didn't even say sorry. Andrew was pissed.
7:00 p.m. We sit down to eat at Tami and Andrew's and come to the full realization that there is no way I am making the 7:30 dry bean adventure.
7:30 p.m. I'm definitely not at the Dry Bean
8:00 p.m. Dinner is officially over and Rob announces he is not going to go to President's Day because he is wiped out from baseball and basketball.
OK, so somewhere in this time period Andrew and I have started working on our attire for the evening -- that's right: homemade Shocker T-Shirts! Complete with
Americana emblems just for the occasion.
8:30 p.m. The babysitter shows up. Tami has arranged for Crystal to watch Ashlynn. She works at the Church daycare or is at least associated with the church somehow.
Andrew and I have never met Crystal (this is important later). We still have huge graphics of Uncle Sam shooting the shocker, the shocker with an American flag in it, and the shocker and packer silhouettes on the computer screen.
8:35 p.m. Tami shows Crystal how to work the DVR so she can watch movies while we are gone. Andrew and I are still trying to figure out how we're going to make these shirts without the nice church girl, who we don't know, seeing what 12-year-olds we are. Tami goes in their bedroom to get ready.
8:40 p.m. Crystal starts watching "In Good Company" (Toeffer Grace and Dennis Quaid).
8:45 p.m. We realize that Tami is in bed. She is not feeling well from the Arby's she had for lunch. She is deciding whether to go or not. Meanwhile Crystal is left by herself with Andrew and I. Not much conversation is going on. 9:00 p.m. I leave to go home to change clothes and stop by Wal-Mart to get more toner for the printer and transfer paper because we are out of color toner and only have 2 sheets of paper left.
9:30 p.m. I'm back, but we figure out that I have gotten black toner instead of
color. I am helpful.
9:40 p.m. Crystal is over half-way though the movie. We are still there. This is weird. 9:45 p.m. It hits us that Logan's might have a dress code which will require us to wear a collared shirt. Panic. I call Megan to find out if they have one. She
says no and asks when we will be there. I say 10:15. I lied.
9:47 p.m. Andrew doesn't trust anyone, so he calls Logan's and finds out that there is no dress code, so we can wear our t-shirts.
10:10 p.m. Andrew is still toying with trying to get the "refilled" toner cartridge to work better. I inform him that it is now 10:10, and we are still nowhere near ready to go. Andrew tells me to quit being smug in his mean voice, and I get overly sensitive and pout.
10:15 p.m. I have sat down in the den with Crystal and am pouting but pretending to watch the movie. Tami starts warming up the iron to transfer the newly created designs onto our shirts.
10:20 p.m. I go back in their bathroom. Andrew apologizes. I acknowledge my over
sensitivity. We are friends again. 10:21 p.m. Tami suggests I relax and have a beer. I concur. Andrew also has a beer.
10:25 p.m. Tami starts ironing on the art.
10:30 p.m. The shirts are done, and now Tami has decided she is going to go and changes clothes.
10:40 p.m. We are dressed and ready to go. Tami goes in to talk to Crystal and Andrew and I sneak out the back way in our offensive attire.
10:45 p.m. We're in two cars now because Tami may want to leave early since she still has that "not-so-hot" feeling in her stomach.
11:00 p.m. We are in the Northgate area, but all parking is gone. I have no cash, so I can't get in the garage. Tami and Andrew scrape together 4 bucks between them, so they can park there.
11:05 p.m. I find a parking space. about 3 blocks past the garage.
11:10 p.m. We make our grand entrance to President's Day 2006! I proceed to suck down several Red Bull + Vodkas and get plowed.
CRAZINESS ENSUES AFTER THIS TIME PERIOD, including nametags ("Claymation" & "Feathers"), glow sticks, hats, centerpieces, stickers, Jell-O shots, kissing Beth, groping Beth, shooting the shocker and packer countless times and some guy throwing up on the floor behind me. Andrew closes out my tab for me. He signs it: YEAH DRUNK BOY!!! Andrew drives Beth and Megan home and then me.
11:15 PM - The real picture-taking begins I think at this point. By the end of the night, we had taken 90 pictures on Beth's camera. Whoa!
The rest of the timeline is going to be called At Some Point (or ASP b/c my hands are already getting tired from typing)...
ASP - Jay (female) arrives and hits on Rodney. hahaha. That's just fun to type.
ASP - I molested a former golfer named Logan. He's so great, but probably wasn't ready for drunk Megan to tell him how great he was.
ASP - Another Logan, a current athlete, sees us and laughs at us, steals my glowing bracelet, and takes a picture of himself with Beth's camera.
ASP - Josh and Brian arrive and are harassed by me and then harassed by Brooke. Brian and I do the best we can to completely recreate Oprah's Favorite Things 50th Birthday Celebration. Ugg boooots! haha
ASP - Shuon Madden and Khaled el Dorry arrive ... both former tennis players. Shuon (pronounced like Sean/Shawn) is just hot. He just is...but he's actually pretty modest. I insist on pronouncing his name phoenetically all night ... so it came out like Shoe-on. 
ASP - Ginny, another former golfer, drinks her beer with a straw...but it's not really a straw...yep, it's the flag "stem" or whatever you'd call it.
ASP - Lauren, Brooke's roommate, decides to take President's Day to the commonfolk and walks around the bar handing out stickers and nametags.
ASP - Andrew and Beth thought it would be fun to start putting stickers on beer glasses and then they thought it'd be even more fun to start WRITING on the glasses with the Sharpie. Oh boy, Logan's hates me and my friends.
ASP - Drew decides that the centerpiece needs to be in pictures...lots of pictures...oh, and in dirty ways...with the glowstick. Beth joins in.
ASP - Drew wants to be a unicorn. 
ASP - Someone takes a sticker and puts it on my forehead ... people at the bar ask me if I know that I have a sticker on my forehead. Duh of course I do.
ASP - Someone shouts "I love Furries!"
ASP - Someone puked on the floor and apparently got kicked out of the bar...but they didn't clean up the puke and we had to be the Puke Police and tell people to watch where they were stepping.
The lights finally came on around 2:00 AM and we started to leave. Andrew drove Beth and me home ... and oh yeah, i didn't close out my tab. It's actually still at the bar as I type this. Woohoo!
I gotta say, this is probably the best President's Day yet! Can't wait for next year!
