I've Got a Fever...

And a clanging cowbell will only piss me off. What I have is Philadelphia fever, and not the kind that Elton John sings about, either. Wait, that was Philadelphia Freedom. It sounds like he says fever to me, but Jenn says it's just because I am stupid. Probably true but either way, the song sucks. Anyway, I need to drink some Philly locals and beers that can't be had in Abq, and Philadelphia has some of the best distribution in the country. And though we have a city full of bars to choose from, since we got up at 5:30 this morning and just checked into our hotel here at 9 pm, going out on the town just isn't happening. At least tonight. Tonight we are hitting the "Wet Bar" in our hotel sink and starting fresh tomorrow. I'll keep you posted!