The Bird Show.

So I am in New Orleans over the weekend.

I was out on Thursday and Friday because I was at a DJ convention, which is almost a parody in itself. That there's a convention for this industry. To teach you how to do this is funny to me in itself. We're trying to be sophisticated. It's not even that. It's just either way. It's just a whole bunch of DJs kind of like one up and yack yacking at each other. Do you wear name tags?

Yes.

You do?

He certainly did.

So there's like, you know, slamming Stevie and shotgun Sammy. Absolutely. It's absolutely like that. So I'm out on Bourbon Street on Saturday night and I went into the weekend with the intention of look. You know what? Maybe I'll have a couple of beers.

Maybe I'll get a little, little, bitty buzz on. But I, you know what? I'm just getting to the point now where I really kind of feel like I'm over it. Like, I'm just over it. And I had those two things happen over the last six months, which have really slapped me in the face and have just said, look, dude, it's time. It's time to retire and get out of the drinking industry.

Okay?

Wow. have really slapped me in the face and have just said, look, dude, it's time. It's time to retire

and get out of the drinking industry, okay? Wow. I was at Vision months ago for the closing,

you know, before they did the renovation. Is that when you got hit with the beer bottle? Yeah.

And then you were there for the opening. Yeah. And they took you out on a tray? Well, Stacey,

I looked like a wounded soldier. I mean, Stacy, literally, my wife carrying me out a vision. And then I get home, it's 3.30 in the morning. And I'm, you know, I smell like cigarettes. And I can't go to sleep. So I go in the shower. And I end up throwing up on myself in the shower. So where do you want to give up then? What's what's a... I'm just like over it. You're just taking a look in the mirror from a perspective, looking at yourself drunk going, you know, I'm not sure I like that guy anymore. Right. And I mean, to be honest with you, like the last couple of times it's happened, I just don't enjoy the feeling of being drunk as much as I used to. So's good. So I'm just starting to curb it a little bit. And New Orleans is just a really bad place to try on a new attitude of drinking, right? Yeah, because you've got to put up with a lot. I mean, that's why, you know, at clubs like that or in place, party places like that, that's why people party because you've got to put up with stuff like long lines and you know, crappy sugary drinks like New Orleans with all those hand grenades and those, you know, yards of fruity bleh. And not to mention New Orleans just smells like feet.

Smells bad. It's worse than feet. Feet is the is, is at least of your concerns because literally the sewer runs right underneath Bourbon Street.

And it rains every day.

They have the same thunderstorm problem there that we have here.

And when the street dries up and it gets humid again, it smells like you are in a prostate.

I mean, it's awful, dude.

It's a great town to go to if you're ready to throw down and party. I had my bachelor party there, and I had a blast. That was years ago. But, you know, I'm just slowing it down now. So as happens when you're slowing down, you're drinking, and you're with a whole bunch of people that are drinking, and I've been this guy too, I'm guilty, of beer pressure.

Like if you're drinking and you're with a whole bunch of people that are drinking, and I've been this guy too, I'm guilty, of beer pressure.

Like if you're drinking a lot and the guy with you isn't, you feel like you have to find out why or start to get him drunk.

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