Too many to count. Luckily, it has been years.

Because I'm on SN, let me mention the one around the time I was working at UT Austin. I went to 6th Street to see a soccer game in a bar with a friend. I drank too much. I then, for some reason, decided it'd be a good time to go back to my office at UT and get some work done. It must have been at midnight or so. I decided to go to the bathroom, which was near my office, and for some weird reason, decided to get partially undressed before going there. Bad luck for me, I locked myself out of my office with clothes still inside. I still had some shorts, but no shoes and no shirt. There was no one else around in the office, and as it was the weekend, I did not expect to find a solution until Monday to get my key back from the office. So, my drunk mind thought it'd be a good idea to walk barefoot and bare-chested all the way through town to where I was living with some roommates. I eventually made it home, but got to explain myself several times to random people on the street, asking why I was walking around like that through town. It took more than an hour to get home as I was living pretty far by foot. My roommates had a good laugh when I knocked on the door to let me in.

A good reminder that 6th Street was not a place I should frequent often.