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Saturday, 27 October 2001
Post-Guavaween-Post

Something is seriously wrong with my metabolism.

Every year, Tampa has something called "Guavaween", which is pretty much "Mardi Gras Lite". This year, my friend Sev and I reprised our costumes as Jay and Silent Bob. In order to loosen up enough to be Jay, I drank about half a bottle of B&B (a mixture of cognac and brandy which most of my friends charitably describe as "gasoline").

Nothing. No buzz. Not even a tingling in my lips.

Some hard lemonade: No effect whatsoever. An entire liter of beer: about thirty minutes of an extremely mild buzz.

Still, at least many people actually knew Jay's name this year. (Last year, it was "Hey! It's Silent Bob! And... that other guy!" This year, although there were a few of those, there were a lot more of "Hey! It's Jay and Silent Bob!" And three "Joe and Silent Bob"s. The best was the cop explaining to his partners who we were supposed to be. He was obviously a fan of Kevin Smith's movies. His partners were entirely clueless.

It is now 3:40 AM, and I must sleep.

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