So, a couple weeks ago now, I was in the Drunken fry and some dudebro tried to steal my hat and then start a fight with Cody. This was a mistake on his part, and, well, nothing happened, not really. But I’d been avoiding the fry after that, because who wants to deal with that shit? Anyway, last friday a bunch of us started the night getting smashed and playing dominoes, at which point going to the fry sounded like a good idea. And then there weren’t enough seats in the car, so I said “Fuck it, I’ll ride my bike.” And it was awesome and cold, but mostly awesome. And then drunken, and then fries, in phases.