Senior Crawl

Here at Northern, the last Thursday night of the semester is unofficially designated as Senior Crawl. Where the would be graduates (and the wanna-be graduates in my case...or anyone who's legal) walk from bar-to-bar-to-bar. We started at Hudson's for dinner, then I met back up with them at The one bar I haven't been to. I hit 9 bars that night, and had a drink at each! By the time I hit Flanigan's (my last bar) I really don't remember that night. Which is sad, since that's my favorite!

And it all starts with a good dinner at Hudson's. Enough grease and starches to really soak up the alcohol. And yes, I started with a mondo margarita! (Where's the salt?)

We tried to do a dysfunctional family portrait (on the steps...who HASN'T done this with their family? Okay, me...) but Becky took dysfunctional to a whole new level. And I just love the boys in the window. Welcome to the Wooden Nickel.

Shots in hand, ready for the Nickel experience!

Welcome to the gerbil cage! (Yep, still at the Nickel!)

Katie: Ooooh! Look at that random chair! Let's sit in it.

The ramada has the BEST martinis! (And prettiest, too!)

Good times, good times.

Sometimes you wanna go where everybody knows your name...

My friends...and the pole. We are special peoples.

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All photos courtesy of Krissy Petersen