I threw my last Minneapolis party last night. It was a surreal experience to say the least.
I have a bruise the size of Arkansas on my upper arm, I cut my head open at my hairline and I have a tender bump on the top of my head. All of this is in addition to the wicked hangover I’m nursing because I broke all of my drinking rules (water between each drink, don’t mix alcohols, no sugary drinks), and I managed to keep every tobacco company in the US in business for one more year.
I’m gonna have to say that if ‘ouch’ is any measure of success, then this was the king of parties!
I’ll miss you all!