A couple shots of Patron, she eased the pain

It was rather early. The sun hadn’t been down but for a couple hours. The mosquitoes were biting the tenderness of our ankles, but we weren’t complaining. The tops had been popped and the shots had been poured. Now, it was time for an adventure. Randal was driving. I was in the middle. Mary Beth was to my right. Lance, Marcus and Brad were in the backseat. All of a sudden, all of us are singing “Little ditty about Jack and Diane, two American kids done the best they can” at the top of our lungs.

And…well..I felt pretty infinite. 🙂