The All-Stars went out again tonight. We started off with lunch at the Sierra Nevada Brewery. After the best cup of clam chowder I’ve ever had and several pints I was suitably buzzed.

Janden and I spent the rest of the afternoon scouting out new dive bars in Chico. We even stopped by a couple of nice restaurants on the north end of town.

If you you’re ever in Chico, stop by the Basque Norte–they’ll treat you like family. Stewart, the owner and bartender is a very nice, friendly guy. AND he pours a wicked Sapphire and tonic.

Janden and I then met the rest of the All-Stars at Kellie’s house. We had some beers and walked down to the big O. We had a few more shots and pitchers of beer, then made our way over to Joe’s.

Janden flirted with the cocktail waitress, Deb-Deb, quite a bit tonight. This is the gal that The Silver Fox is completely in love with. He can’t stop talking about her. Seriously. She’s a fox, and she’s pretty damn cool. She did a few shots with us. We tipped her phat and she bought us a round.

I convinced Kellie to try Copenhagen. Like a true All-Star she rose to the challenge. She kept it in for a good five minutes. I was so proud of her.

Janden and I had one last round of shots. We finally did it. The REAL pirate shot. Janden has been talking about it for weeks now, and I finally gave in. Here’s what you do.

But a round of shots of the Captain. Drink it, gargle it, swish it around, and spit it back in the shot glass. Now switch glasses with your buddy. Don’t worry, the alcohol will kill any germs. Now you can shoot the rum. Feel your stomach churn. You’ve had way too many shots of rum. One more won’t hurt, will it?

Now it was 2am–we’ve been drinking since noon. Janden can barely walk and I’ve had enough. The All-Stars hit up Tacos de and call it a night.

We were all talking earlier this evening, discussing our boozing habits. Kellie hasn’t missed a day of booze in three weeks. Neither Janden or I can remember the last day we missed.

Do YOU have what it takes to be an All-Star?