Are you gonna drink tonight?

Say what? I was re-entering the near empty (at the time) beer tent at Fool Moon and a pseudo-security-looking guy milling around at the entrance asked me that. I could not process the question. I was not going to drink beer in the beer tent. In the first place, the only place I drink beer any more is on the beach. In the summer. Also, we were planning on walking home and I needed to be able to make it to Maryfield Park without, well, you know, needing to, uh, pee before then. Because that’s the first place there’s a woods between downtown and home. But also, I had had a couple of ‘hattans over at the Oscar Tango… So… “Are you gonna drink?” The truthful answer was, “Yes, I’ll probably have a glass of whine after I get home.” But I wasn’t going to drink in the beer tent and my answer wasn’t particularly clear. I said something like, “Nooo-o-o-o. But I already have.” Why were they asking? Did I actually just get carded? Or what? It has been a loooonnnng time since I got carded but it *was* getting pretty dark… Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo (to the tune of the Twilight Zone).

Fool Moon is a very cool event hosted by a local org called Festifools. Festifools holds a series of workshops for folks of all ages to make luminaries. On the night of the Fool Moon, several groups of folks carrying luminaries converge upon Washington between Main and Ashley and various festivities begin, movies and moon pies and the beer tent and whatever. I love Fool Moon but its starting time just about coincides with the time I turn into a pumpkin and so we stayed long enough for a couple of contingents of luminary bearers to arrive and then we hoofed it back over to the west side.

Good night. Sleep tight. Somebody else can prop up the beer tent tonight.

P. S. The GG was particularly UNresponsive to text messages today. Turns out he spent a lot of time slodging around on the couch playing Bejeweled on his iPhone. What have I wrought…

4 Responses to “Are you gonna drink tonight?”

  1. Margaret Says:

    What a youngster you are!! I can’t stay up late these days either. Bummer for my social life.

  2. Tonya Watkins Says:

    Heh heh heh heh heh (re: BeJeweled)

  3. DogMomster Says:

    Yeah, I turn into a pumpkin about 9PM these days…. ‘course, ol’ King Alfred the Chisenji begins to DEMAND bedtime starting about 8:30PM… sigh… my life has definitely gone to the dogzzzzz

  4. jane Says:

    I was in the beer tent (with a beer) when I spotted a Mouse! Hung out (sans Mouse) until about 10:00 I think when I was chilled to the bones and went home for a long hot shower. many cool luminarias again this year!