After considering this excellent post by WFS about his 3 day weekend I decided to embark on my own little adventure. Armed with with a crew of good freinds from Bellingham, Seattle, Portland, Phoenix, and parts unkown I took in a 30th Birthday party for Matt White, The UW Football, The Seahawks football game and managed to survive a great deal of Das Boot flavored debauchery. At some point I even became freindly with a very cute Seattlite woman. During all this madness there were plenty of things to Cheers. For this post I will Cheers Inappropriateness based on the following conversation between “Agent J” and Smoking Hot Waitress just before the UW game :

Agent J muttering under his breath just loud enough for the people at the table to hear: Are you an official? Because your officially giving me a boner.

Smoking Hot Waitress: What? Did you say you want something?

Agent J looking at his wedding ring: Yeah, how about poligamy?

Smoking Hot Waitress: Poligamy?

Agent J: I’ll just have a Bloody Mary.

To Inapropriate behaviour.

It’s Brazilian independence day! Anyone got any good Brazil stories? I bet one can have a good time down there, at one point in my life it was at the top of my travel to list, but has since slipped a bit.

I propose a toast to the Brazilian girl I buy coffee from!

Now for some pics of Brazilian girls who don’t sell me coffee

After hi-tailing it out of the home town in early May, I make my triumphant return to the Pacific Northwest tonight. I plan to celebrate with giant slabs of salmon, wearing Birkenstock’s with sox and a North Face fleece, and getting fucking drunk at the world famous Up & Up Tavern. I’ll probably eat a few Dick’s cheeseburgers too.

A toast to the homies who have offered me rides so I don’t have to rent a car like a sucker.

Yesterday’s post got me thinking, we here at Chin Chin! have been negligent in our posting. Our super-blog gives the blog reading public a toast about once a day. We do this for all you out there who have trouble thinking of a good reason to drink. Yesterday I mentioned Lindsay Lohan in a shameless attempt at getting more people to visit. Thing is, Lindsay’s our kind of girl, which is to say, a drunk.

But there is no reason to limit ourselves to Lindsay Lohan when there is a world of celebrity drunks out there.

Don’t worry, the salute to the women of drunkeness will be coming along in the next few days. For now, here is to all those famous drunken men, keep on inspiring us.

I saw Ziggy Marley Saturday. It was cool. Here’s to you Ziggy, strongly planted in my top 10 favorite Bob Marley children.

So Micheal Vick is headed off to the slammer and his NFL career is probably over. Which means its time to start the countdown to debut of the most exciting football player in the world in the Arena Football League. Go Shockwave!!

Here’s to you, Arena Football League.

I went to the nyTimes website today, and a fleur-de-lis drew my attention to an ad informing me that I should come visit rebuilt New Orleans. Sounded nice, but I don’t have the PTO.

I scrolled down the page and an article informed me that A Billion Dollars Later, New Orleans is Still at Risk . I propose a toast to the Big Easy’s choice of advertisers.

Lets say you’ve been stalking that special someone, but she moved away, she said it was cause you were stalking her, but you know its because she doesn’t know how to handle her strong feelings for you. How could she not love you after you cut her initials into pelvis? So you tried to google her, to track her down. Turns out there are a lot of Mary Smith’s in the world, so its hard to sort through all those pages.

Good news via lifehacker we have spock, which searcheson a name and breaks it out into individuals, like Mary or Chin Chin bloggers. Here’s to Spock, and all the other ways that the interweb helps us, I mean you, stock, er, keep in touch.

As of tomorrow I will no longer be gainfully employed and no longer be a part of the AmeriCorps Cape Cod program.  This gives me to solid reasons to drink, first to celebrate one last time with the people I spent the last year of my life with (at least those who are still around), and because it is always easier to say good-bye with a hangover!

July 30, 1733 the first new world Freemasons lodge opened up. On July 30 1975 Jimmy Hoffa disappeared forever. Coincidence?

Here’s to all the secret brotherhoods that keep the world turning.