Leaving the drag race finale viewing party we took a turn a little too fast, spun out, avoided hitting a car somehow and got stuck in the mud.
CHP showed up while I was looking for my AAA card, which gave my BAC time to go down; mind you I’m a mega lightweight. Around midnight or so AAA finally showed up to pull Chris’ car out of the mud, after that was all settled Chris and I decided to lie to the cops and tell them I was the one driving given I had less to drink than he did. I took a field sobriety test and passed after complaining about my shoes being expensive and not wanting to ruin them, then came the breathalyzer, I somehow blew a .03, they let us go and I drove laughing the entire way home. Cheated death for the 3rd time this year and avoided getting a DUI.
I’m convinced that my life serves some greater purpose if some shit like this went down.
And then there was Armin Van Buuren on Tuesday which was amazingggg.