Friday, September 21, 2007

A game for the morning after

One of the things I did to will myself into happiness last night was resolve to go out, and to have fun doing it. Unsurprisingly, this involved alcohol, as we found ourselves at Club 9, a posh club in Central, and probably the only bar, lounge, or club I've entered in Hong Kong where I didn't see a single white face that wasn't part of my own group. It ended up being more like one of those "look at your digital camera the next day and go 'ohhhh, yeah'" nights than one of those "look at your digital camera the next day and go 'what was THAT?'" nights, which is nice.

Still, there were some opportunities to play my favorite morning after game, "What I (Don't) Remember." Basically, you consider what you can recall, and then ponder what piece of information is missing that would explain it. Observe.

What I do remember: being gently escorted from the club by a bouncer somewhere between 3:30 am and 4 am. What I don't remember: why.

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