From the dark past

A few weeks ago my friend Justin got married.  I was on call for work, so I behaved myself.  Pocket Jeff Goldblum, on the other hand, decided to take advantage of the open bar.

At first he kept it classy - some Chardonnay with dinner.  Notice how he is lifting his arms, mocking my assertion that he would not be able to lift the glass to his plastic lips.  How wrong I was.

PJG has enough of that frilly finery however, and decided to enjoy the full taste experience of triple hops brewing. 

Clearly at this point his tiny plastic body had reached its limit.  After showing off all night, hanging out with various well wishers and taking some photos in the photo booth, PJG was saturated with alcohol and ready to go home. 

As soon as I have a chance to scan in the picture from the photo booth I will post it here.