you better believe it.... Watson's, brotha! but i'm out i have a couple vicodins laying around somewhere....
Ah, now you're talking my language. I do think I take the crown of bbs junkie, but perhaps I have some competition.
Currently the agenda is Liefman's Kriek Lambic Weihenstephaner Hefe Weizen Stone Smoked Porter then will go out and whatever is available that is not crap later Jugdish - the grocery store across the street from me has inexplicably begun stocking Westmalle Dubbel - I am planning on taking their entire inventory down.
I tend to wind up at Treasures on nights like this one whether I plan on it or not. And for the record: between 8-12 beers, probably.
sounds about right.... you probably shouldn't have paid more t han $20 per dance, but if she was hot enough that you didn't mind.... more power to ya. better than the $60 i spent on a round of drinks for a bunch of girls that i only hung out with for about 30 minutes.
I can already tell you that I had one of the big ass 40 ounce (or whatever) bottles of Shiner and half a can of Keystone Ice. And I'm not even slightly buzzed. Awesome.
its about 0500. i'm pretty tired/drunk. i didn't wind up at treasures, but i did wind up spending all night with two former strippers. they used to dance at heartbreakers. I <3 strippers. I drank. A lot. drunk. yup.
I'm going to a houseparty tonight that Randy Weeks (great songwriter...had a song on Lucinda Williams "Car Wheels on a Gravel Road" CD) is playing at. I imagine I will be consuming lots of consumables this evening. Now if I can only find someone else to drive me there.....
apparently i drank enough to not remember writing that last night. schweet. btw.... having to be up for work at 7 after staying up til 4:30 is the epitome of smart. i'm calling a 2 o'clock hangover tipoff.
Well looking back now, it's not that she was hot enough...more that I was drunk enough to think she was hot enough. At least she wasn't an elephant.
I have my kids for the first part of the summer and haven't had a drink/gone out in a while...Once mid-July comes, I'll be having many beers... No drunk dials, no coyote ugly's, it ain't all bad...
