Flashback Blog 2

Sorry for the delay. Now, sit back and relax as I tell another story of my life.

Ah Chilifest...

20,000 drunk people, 10,000 cases of Miller Lite, 5 musical acts, and 30 port-a-potties. Once a year in April people drive out to Snook, Texas - a town 15 miles from College Station to get drunk and hang out with their friends...or complete strangers.

Usually I don't remember all that I say or do at Chilifest. One year a Chilifest team had one of those little kiddy horses that you put a quarter in and ride for like 2 minutes...yeah, i rode it. It was free! Another year after Chilifest, I ended up at the Tap after drinking all day and Lea and I did the running man at the bar all night. Wow.

But two years ago, I was driving Brooke and I back from Chilifest. Now I feel that I was in decent shape to drive. that doesn't mean I wasn't a little nervous about the possibility of a police officer pulling me over just to "check" to make sure I was okay to drive. After Chilifest gets over every year, there are usually cops lined up and down the highway pulling people over. This particular year, I had even heard that if anyone's appendages (i.e. a leg, an arm, etc.) was hanging out of your vehicle, the cops were going to pull you over anyway, as if an arm out the window indicates drunkeness. So I had that idea in my head somewhere. Well, as I'm on the highway driving back from Chilifest, I look in my rearview mirror and a cop is following me. So I'm already stressed. Thankfully he never pulled me over or anything...but once we got back on the main road leading into College Station, the cop went around me and was up near this truck of a few guys who had also been at Chilifest. The guy riding shotgun had his leg HANGING out of the window. And so me, trying to be the nice Chilifest friend, wanted to get these guys' attentions so I could tell them to put their legs back in the car. But the cop is in front of me. I don't want to draw attention to myself by honking the horn at these guys. So instead, i decide a bird calling tactic (??) and I scream "cuckoo, cuckoo" out the window. Because that is normal. Anyway, i finally get the guy's attention and i kind of make this motion for him to put his leg in the car and i point at the cop car thinking he's going to completely understand what i'm telling him and he's going to thank me. Um, insted of that, he looks at me like i'm crazy and then make s a rude gesture that is NOT flipping me off...one might describe the gesture as something a guy might do when he's "bored".

So much for trying to be nice.