...Please answer the Red Courtesy Phone

If you don't know by now, I'm a little fond of Posse East. I've been drinking there since I got to college. I never really put that much thought into how much time I spent there until my Junior year when I was having a conversation with some of the older band folk. Since I'm on a bit of a conversation kick, here's what happened in **Super Conversation Mode**

Sir Cody: You know, if I win the lottery, I'm gonna build an apartment on top of Posse East

Chris: Are you gonna have a fireman's pole down to the bar a la The Drew Carey Show?

Sir Cody: Oh damn, that'd be sweet!

Chris: You could get a direct line and call in orders before you Batman'ed down to the bar

Sir Cody: I'd have to have a red phone and answer to the Commissioner

Rachel: So that's what they call it these days?

Ashley: Besides, Cody, it's not like you're not always here anyways

Sir Cody: What? I am not always here...

Posse PA: ***Cody, you have a phone call***Cody you have a phone call***

Ashley: You were saying?

Wouldn't you know fate would do that to me. It turns out it was one of my fraternity brothers calling to see if I wanted to join a group of them in going Downtown. I can't remember if I went or not. I'm guessing I did and ended up driving them because I had the van. But the important thing is that they called me at my evening office at, quite possibly, the most opportune time ever. Let's chalk one up for habitual drinking and its predictability.