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Where have I been for the last twelve years at this time?
1996: College. Couldn't drink. Very sad.
1997: College. Couldn't drink. Very sad. Then could drink. Less sad.
1998: College/grad school. Could drink, but didn't, particularly.
1999: Grad school. Could drink, and needed to, badly.
2000: Grad school. Lived with a former frat boy. Convenient, that.
2001: Grad school/unemployment. Found PubNight.
2002: Unemployment. Drank, and in quantity.
2003: Unemployment/crap job offered to me out of pity. Drank, and in stunning quantity.
2004: Fired from crap job for reasons marginally related to drunkenness. Didn't care because I was elevated to Triumvirate. Found better job through PubNight.
2005: Don't remember.
2006: Left better job for a weirder one. Left weirder one for a good one. Only remember these details because of tax records.
2007: Left good job for a great one. Singlehandedly supported the Belgian economy.
I'm certain that the remainder of 2008 will bring great things for all of us. I'm even more certain that I won't remember them, and that's how it should be. I'm less certain that you won't remember them, so--drink up!
Oh right. Yada yada email yada location blah get to the fucking point Mike. We're going to Swift's, we'll drink Smithwicks, and we'll eat Stuffed Spuds. I feel like I should have a jump rope handy.
See you there...
-Mike (standing on the shoulders of Stuart, Laura, Petro, Jay, Kris, TK, Cindy, Becki, Vineel, Greg, Joan, and...?)