And here we go. Bachelorette Party Numero Uno of 2011. Bride: Danielle, my best friend of 15 years. Locale: Key West, Florida. Scene: Insanity. I’d say more about it but I am still trying to gather all of my brain cells from the weekend so, yeah. Not to mention I am not quite sure anything I COULD articulate would be appropriate in any way, shape, or form to discuss here. So suffice to say, yes: there was a whole bottle of vodka consumed en route to Key West, there were sunglasses worn at night, there was Danielle & I singing with a band on stage in front of 150 people and there were strip clubs. Good times.