So, I drove all the way into manhatten. I go to were the club is, and low and behold, it isnt there. WTF? I am thinking I must have gotten the address wrong. So I call up my bro and have him check the address on the computer. And, nope, I was at the right place, they just werent there. The club was all closed up.
So, here I am. All alone on the big city and no one to hang out with. So I do what any respectable irishman would do. I start a pub crawl. I wanted whiskey, I wanted bourbon, I wanted bear. Come the third drink(and third bar), I end up at a place owned by the same people as the club I frequent. I get myself a nice tall one, drink it down, and start a conversation. I went outside and saw the bartender and her freind sitting down. I recognized the bartender from awhile back, so we started talking. I prefaced myself with, " I am kind of drunk now, so if Isay something stupuid feel free to slap me and tell me to shut up," to wich the bartender's(Stacy) friend(Natasha) responded,
"Awww,. can we keep you, and put you in our pockets, and take you with us?" Thus began a conversation that started on pokemon and ended up on Welsh myth. But I dont remember much of it, hehe.
After that I walked a few blocks away to the Korova milk bar. Thr bartender also remebered me from the last time I was there (onthe worst date I ever had). So I was just chillin there fro the rest of the night. I struck up a conversation with an old school vampire dude. We were talking about San Diego and shit(he was from there). Turns out he knew 2 of the guys from that SciFi Channel show "Mad Mad House."
At the end of the night I walked the half mile back to my car. syated it, and drove home. All in all, not a bad night I must say.
So, here I am. All alone on the big city and no one to hang out with. So I do what any respectable irishman would do. I start a pub crawl. I wanted whiskey, I wanted bourbon, I wanted bear. Come the third drink(and third bar), I end up at a place owned by the same people as the club I frequent. I get myself a nice tall one, drink it down, and start a conversation. I went outside and saw the bartender and her freind sitting down. I recognized the bartender from awhile back, so we started talking. I prefaced myself with, " I am kind of drunk now, so if Isay something stupuid feel free to slap me and tell me to shut up," to wich the bartender's(Stacy) friend(Natasha) responded,
"Awww,. can we keep you, and put you in our pockets, and take you with us?" Thus began a conversation that started on pokemon and ended up on Welsh myth. But I dont remember much of it, hehe.
After that I walked a few blocks away to the Korova milk bar. Thr bartender also remebered me from the last time I was there (onthe worst date I ever had). So I was just chillin there fro the rest of the night. I struck up a conversation with an old school vampire dude. We were talking about San Diego and shit(he was from there). Turns out he knew 2 of the guys from that SciFi Channel show "Mad Mad House."
At the end of the night I walked the half mile back to my car. syated it, and drove home. All in all, not a bad night I must say.