A Little .. Southern Comfort

Ogedaii and I decided to start the night of celebration early. And we kicked it off by starting to collect empty botas of paga. Seemed like a good idea at the time. Celebrating the Southern Plains with a little .. Southern Comfort.

Now I do not drink often .. but I can put it away when I do. And I rarely suffer for it .. though it has been known to happen ... like I said. Rare.

So I was not loathe to add to my collection. There was no limit to what I was willing to drink. Drink until I could not drink. Drink until you puke and .. then start over. Sound idea. At the time.

Bring it on.

Drinking is not something that is unknown in the Tuchuk. Most Tuchuk do so. Women are discouraged to be drunk .. mostly because they could do something that might be taken as a little more free thinking than is encouraged of .. free women. That and there is this connection that seems to go with women and hard alcohol. They tend to lose their clothes. It is a phenomenon that rivals even my elemental understanding as a Haruspex. It just seems to be one of those laws of nature that can not be totally explained. It just is. So anyway .. free women drinking to excess is discouraged. And rightly so in my opinion .. at least around the Main Fires.

Not so much however for Ogedaii and I. We drank. We drank to excess. And then we drank some more. And the more we drank .. the more we understood each other. As is the way of men .. either you drink and things begin to make sense ... or you drink and you find the guy next to you to be completely wrong and so wrong he needs to be taught something different .. which would be right and good and ... you go about it. Because well.. it seems like a good idea at the time. And I would hazard a guess that .. it is not only a good idea but one of those ideas that are so good it can not be ignored or left until later. I really has to be settled .. then and there.

But fortunately for those at the Fires .. Ogedaii and I did not find one of those differences and we merely realized how much we thought alike ... and understood each other. Remaining happily drunk throughout the night and .. later when we took the party elsewhere.

I remember some of that night .. at the Main Fires. Bits and pieces here and there. I remember that Cana is taking care of Ogedaii's kaiila for him. I remember that the size of the kaiila was in question around the fires. I remember a new law that I was rather invested in. I remember thinking that Ayguili was one hell of a wise Ubar .. concerning said law. I remember chasing Seveya around .. because she kept avoiding me. Seemed like a good idea at the time. I remember Cana patting me on the head a little about it .. as if I had done something wrong and I could apologize for it later. Not sure what that was though. It was what gave me the idea that Seveya was not very happy with me. Ogedaii and I even kept our clothes on. Not that I am surprised however. Most women get that way .. even when I am not drunk. Makes her rather .. normal.

Something else .. I remember that there was something I wanted to say ... something I wanted to say very badly ... but I never could quite say it. There was always something else coming out of my mouth .... that was not it. I remember finding that excruciatingly frustrating.

All in all I remember a night of Tuchuk and paga and celebrating arriving in the South. Of good friends and learning more about those at the First Fires. The sharing of ideas .. even if they were a little paga soaked. I remember having a feeling of pride and comradery with all who were there .. even if they did not have that feeling for me at the time. All in all .. for me ... it was an evening of ..

... Southern Comfort.