Cruelty

I have finally recovered from an alcohol soaked weekend in Islamorada. I can't say much about it except that we had a blast. However, our last night there, I was informed that Kenny Chesney was playing in Key West (about an hour south of where we were). Anyone that knows me, knows that Kenny is my absolute favorite. What a cruel joke! It was way too late and I was way too drunk to make the trip. I was crushed. So what did I do? I drowned my disappointment in more shots and beer. Tequila loves me even if fate and fortuity don't!