Wow, deep?

I went to Atlanta on Monday. My friend Katie had a little reception with a bunch of people at the law school she got accepted to, so I tagged along. I figured I'd just roam the corners of the room while she schmoozed and think about sex or something, but then, THEN... I saw the open bar. That's right. The open bar. I was saved.

Well, it wasn't quite as open as I thought it should be, but it had alcohol in any event. Heineken and Amstel Light. That's it. So I had two Heinekens, then tried the Amstel Light, thought it was slightly nastier, and had another Heineken. All within an hour. :) So, needless to say, I was feeling pretty good at the end. The bartender was really nice and knew I was taking advantage, so every time he popped the cap off a bottle and put it on a little napkin for me, he'd sort of laugh and say "Enjoy." It was great.

I was thinking the other day... that bartender was a little part of what I think God should be. He gives you what you want, consequences be damned, and it's with a smile. And the only thing he's ever obligated to say to you is, "enjoy". Now that's religion.