The Belmont

So yeah, I had a lot of fun at the Belmont.
It was pretty much like everyone said, a huge party. There was a pretty good cover band, although they wouldn't play free bird...

I guess it wasn't as much of a shit show as previous years because people were not allowed to bring in their own booze (something we managed to get around). I think I'm going to chalk this up to Jamie's theory of profiteering and not believe the other rumors I heard, as there was a lot of bullshit going around at the Belmont.
Some lady told us after the stakes that she talked to the jockeys who said Big Brown broke his leg... my ass.

However it was still quite fun.

Lucky, Dave, and Jake Franklin came down to stay at my house friday night. Dave was not offered rape again, but while we were buying booze some drunk guy said I "looked exactly like that guy from Beerfest," then left.

Between the four of us we had 2 biggish flask sized bottles of bourbon, 2 of gin, and 2 of ron. (Yes that's right, it was ron. Guess who bought those?). We decided to go to sleep because we were going to wake up relatively early the next day to truck out to the racetrack.

The next morning, after Dave destroyed my toilet, but more his colon, throughout the night we went to subway to meet up with Sophie. After a really long ride due to track repairs and one too many transfers we finally made it.

We met Jake's dad's friend's son's uncle's cousin's brother's pet monkey's former roommate at the race, named Jessie. Good kid. I had a bunch of fun hanging out and drinking with him.

Sam and Kabatz joined us later at the Belmont, after getting even more lost than we did. They brought a handle of Jim Bean (?) cleverly concealed in Snapple ice tea bottles. Sam, of course, had an extra hip flask just in case.

At the Belmont we kind of wandered around, saw some races, bet drinks on most, but mostly had a good time.

After the stakes we all headed back to my place, minus Sophie, to enjoy some pizza and rest. Sam and Kabatz win the sketchy award of the night, as it was really, really hot that day and they decided to walk to the corner store in their sports coats with no shirts underneath.

The next day everyone headed back to their various homes and I went back to reading textbooks, yay!

PS - My watch is now working! After coming back from France my dad literally just smacked it around and it started working.