The FC-10 cannot tell a lie

I woke this morning with an axe in my head, but I couldn't feel it yet because I was still drunk. On the way to Heavenly at around 8:30 AM this morning, my police-grade FC-10 breathalyzer indicated I had 0.121% alcohol content in my blood stream. Good thing Mike was driving because he only had 0.062% alcohol in his blood stream, legal in California and Nevada.

Yes, last night went late. I had a few beers in the late afternoon, and Mike and Chris showed up around 9:00 PM. Then Joe and Kim showed up. Mike mixed a few margaritas, then I had some more beer. Ed, Nicole and Eric showed up around 11:00. Then around midnight, Therese, Jill and Beth rolled in. We popped a bottle of wine. Things were getting blurry and the Scrabble game was ugly. It's a tough game when you can't even spell "if".

I started to feel the axe in my head around 10:00 AM. I tried to shake it off, but beer-tequila-wine hangovers are persistent. Mike had a beer with lunch. I couldn't fathom the thought. So when Mike ordered another, I took off for a little more skiing. But the lines were getting long. Shortly thereafter, I joined Mike. A cold Coors Light took the edge off.