Here I am, walking around on a New York City Sunday night in late December 2006. Accompanied by a good buddy/co-worker (Jarrod) and one of his pal’s from college (Peter), we are heading back from a dinner uptown. After 3 days of long night, our quorum walks past a bar that is chalked full of inebriated 20-somethings. Tired, full and mentally drained, I turn to Peter and say:

Ben: How they can party so hard at 6pm on the Sunday before Xmas.
Peter: Not sure…let’s go see.

Next thing you know, it’s 3am. Jarrod has a flight in 4 hours. Peter has work in 5 hrs and walking a straight line or talking coherently is a task that somewhat difficult for all of us. While this may seem irresponsible or rediculous, it was one of the more spontaneous and entertaining night of my year. Thinking of my previous question, Peter looks to both Jarrod and myself and coins the phase:

“I am the how”

Meaning: Sometimes you just have break convention and enjoy yourself no matter the circumstances or timing.

Thanks Peter.

-b