My memory seems to be going with my age.

Okay. So I'm writing these blogs anywhere from 5-8 days after they happened which inevitably accounts for me forgetting some important pieces of information. After I posted the last blog last night, I realized I'd forgotten two crucial bits of information from the first night I stayed at Ben's, possibly the best parts of the night.
The first part isn't anything too special, but it's worth mentioning: I taught Ben, my Danish cousin, about the gloriousness that is the Beeramid. He'd never heard of or seen one before so we got a fairly decent one going between the two of us. I also described to him the glory that was the beeramid we made for Joey Yang's birthday party, how it was several feet (and cases) high, topped with a slightly larger sparks can, and how we had Joey destroy it with a headbutt. Later in the night, right as we were retiring, Ben was brushing his teeth and I was shutting down his computer and I accidentally hit one of the cans, causing the whole thing to collapse. From the bathroom I just heard Ben bust out laughing, not even saying a word for a solid minute or two. When he finally finished brushing his teeth he came out and just said "you didn't even have to say anything, the sound did it all."
And now to the second part. When Ben and I had shopped for groceries earlier we saw that coconuts were for sale. Naturally, we decided to get one because when are you going to see another coconut for sale in Denmark in January? Once we got back to his place we spent about a half an hour trying to get it open doing everything from trying to stab holes in it with a knife to slowly cutting of the layers of whatever vegetable-form surrounds the actual nut. (yes Joey, you can laugh right now, I did say nut.) Once we finally got it open, we had a little taste of it and thought, well that's certainly coconut milk. Then we got a brilliant idea: let's put some whiskey in it. Ben brought out a bottle of "whiskey" that he had which actually turned out to be scotch. Evidently they refer to scotch as whiskey here, which makes some sense as it says on the bottle "scotch whiskey". Anyway, we put a few shots of whiskey in the coconut, swirled it around, stuck two straws in it, and had ourselves a little party. Later we drew a face on it, pictures will be posted when I return.