Once upon a time at a Drexel University/University of Pennsylvania party (both campuses are adjacent), my ex got really drunk, and decided that arranging these empty beer cans was a fun thing to do. I watched as he meticulously arranged these cans, making sure they formed a perfect geometric likeness. All the while three trashed girls danced ferociously to Britney Spears in a corner, and a really trashed guy feverishly explained to me, in great detail, that he was from the most liberal city of the face of the planet (Seattle), and how (exact quote) East Coast liberalistic ideals and intellectualism were merely nascent concomitants to Seattle’s intellectuals. Meanwhile he was enrolled in an East Cost Ivy League university to develop his West Coast intellectualism. He then passed out from the sheer vehemence of his weed and booze fueled, though very contemplative, harangue.
After my ex arranged these cans, he sat down and passed out leaving me to field a million “is he alright”s. It was all quite hilarious. And I just love this reminder of that night.