A Tale of 7 Beers (and 1 Shot)

Thursday Night: We finished a mediation and settled it with a fairly good recovery for our client. The opposing counsel, however, was completely off his rocker. He tried to pick a fight with my boss, then with the mediator (a retired judge!) and freaked out his client badly. I'm amazed we settled, and afterwards necessary beers were had.
Count: 2 Bass Ale

Friday Night: Annual firm night out at the Oakland A's. They were playing the Angels, and we tailgated for a couple hours before the game. Met the significant others of a few of our associates, and had some good BBQ. After the game, there were fireworks, and they were really impressive. Surprisingly impressive! I had forgotten how cool the final 45 seconds can be when they just go apeshit with the 'works.
Count: 3 Pacificos, 1 Heineken, and a shot of Don Julio

Saturday Night: Impromptu visit to a tiki bar in Alameda. Amazing interior--they really don't skimp on the tikiness--and great people-watching. There were gigantic flaming drinks but we decided they'd probably kill us via burning or alcohol poisoning and opted for beers instead. A good time was had.
Count: 2 Hefeweizen, brand unknown

I know, some people just have 7 beers in one night (or 2 hours, you know who you are) but this was a lot for me. Then again, I didn't get even a little drunk except for a brief period of buzzedness about 20 minutes after the Don Julio. Mexican bastard.