Ok I'm ready for my family to be back now I should not be left on my own this long. Thursday night I went to bed early because I had to open. Friday night I spent six hours cleaning and roaming the Internet. Last night I was determined to go out at least for a while.
I got off at about four and ran a couple errands. When I got home I ate the special brownie the sous gave me before she went to Vegas. That was pretty potent and a good start. So since I am still pretty low on money til the tax check comes I just got fifty bucks cash I decided that was all I could blow on my night out. It seemed like a very safe amount. So I started off at Lucca grill for a pizza and a pint, well make that two pints of Guinness. I had unsuccessfully tried to drum up drinking buddies so I was looking to make it a short night. On my way to the car I got a call from one of my music buddies and we met at the little townie bar very close to both our houses. I had already spent half my money and was doing well. So at the little bar I am drinking whiskey because the beer selection is woefully Midwestern and the bartender that was tending me had a strong pour. My buddy is a regular which somehow made my drinks cheaper. Then a guy I worked with for seven years at the dubtree came in. He is a great guy and I want to steal him so we got to talking next thing I know he has bought me a bud light. His English is very minimal and my Spanish doesn't get better when I drink just louder and more pinches. So anyway I went back to talking to my buddy and he had run into a work friend as well. We all shot the shit for a while then jake got drug outside by an old guy to look at motorcycles. I talked with his friend and ordered another whiskey only to turn around and find another bud light. He ended up buying me three or four beers before his friends showed up. So I was workin two drinks when jake comes back and his buddy buy a round of rumchata shots which taste like cinnamon toast crunch milk but are very strong. I spent the last of my fifty buying Miguel a beer and gave him my card o come get a job next time hey piss him off at dubtree. So I bounced at midnight got home and put some grease on my drunk. I woke up before the dog and am really not hung over just foggy.
But like I said I am ready for the girls to be home. I hate sleeping alone and waking up alone. When I walk into the living room I like to be greeted with smiles and sponge bob. Family life is good to me and these little breaks are important for remembering that though I am a little salty I didn't get to go this time what with the foodstravaganza and all.
Some pics a Guinness, a bumper sticker, a menu, and a plate
I got off at about four and ran a couple errands. When I got home I ate the special brownie the sous gave me before she went to Vegas. That was pretty potent and a good start. So since I am still pretty low on money til the tax check comes I just got fifty bucks cash I decided that was all I could blow on my night out. It seemed like a very safe amount. So I started off at Lucca grill for a pizza and a pint, well make that two pints of Guinness. I had unsuccessfully tried to drum up drinking buddies so I was looking to make it a short night. On my way to the car I got a call from one of my music buddies and we met at the little townie bar very close to both our houses. I had already spent half my money and was doing well. So at the little bar I am drinking whiskey because the beer selection is woefully Midwestern and the bartender that was tending me had a strong pour. My buddy is a regular which somehow made my drinks cheaper. Then a guy I worked with for seven years at the dubtree came in. He is a great guy and I want to steal him so we got to talking next thing I know he has bought me a bud light. His English is very minimal and my Spanish doesn't get better when I drink just louder and more pinches. So anyway I went back to talking to my buddy and he had run into a work friend as well. We all shot the shit for a while then jake got drug outside by an old guy to look at motorcycles. I talked with his friend and ordered another whiskey only to turn around and find another bud light. He ended up buying me three or four beers before his friends showed up. So I was workin two drinks when jake comes back and his buddy buy a round of rumchata shots which taste like cinnamon toast crunch milk but are very strong. I spent the last of my fifty buying Miguel a beer and gave him my card o come get a job next time hey piss him off at dubtree. So I bounced at midnight got home and put some grease on my drunk. I woke up before the dog and am really not hung over just foggy.
But like I said I am ready for the girls to be home. I hate sleeping alone and waking up alone. When I walk into the living room I like to be greeted with smiles and sponge bob. Family life is good to me and these little breaks are important for remembering that though I am a little salty I didn't get to go this time what with the foodstravaganza and all.
Some pics a Guinness, a bumper sticker, a menu, and a plate
I'll occasionally make it to a neighborhood restaurant for a beer and a burger, or something;
usually I end up with a movie, and a bottle,
and spend the rest of the time bored enough to contemplate gutter cleaning.