New Year's Eve. Frankie, Johnnie, & Luigi Too. Three friends we don't see that often anymore. Forced conversation. Shaky after-dinner plans with our poker friends, who we ditched at the last minute to go drink it up with our dinner buds. A little bit of guilt. Blue Chalk drinks. No more guilt. Just the right amount of alcohol for a super duper buzz. Indian women for the Indian guy. Laughter and easy conversation. A demontration by the bright red guy of the donkey punch, which turns out not to be a drink they serve at Blue Chalk. A really big dog outside of Nola. Unexpected boobie groping by the drunk guy. Fast-talking and confusion. Benches and bricks. The crazy white guy who called himself a minister of the church of the sub-genius. Drunk guy's vomit.