Had dinner in this dump last night. Well, it wasn't really, it just looked like a dump. Hands down, the best oysters and crab legs I've ever had in this city. #1 oysters go to New Orleans for sure...but anyway. I'm wearing my hat in this basement bar (it really is set up that way) and this guy says, "sir, you must remove your hat...it's policy" I almost created a scene, because I stood there staring at him and looking around at the place for like 30 seconds. Oddly enough, I predicted this situation happening hours before I set foot in that place. That kind of shit is weird, and it kinda freaks me out when it's happening. Do in pinch myself? Is this a dream? Should I make a scene and see if I wake up? It didn't help that I was nursing a hangover (yeah, it was like 6pm and I was still feelin' it) Luckily, I'm all better today, getting things done, and I hope to see my brother for drinks at Carol's
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kybella:
That may be true...we'll see...
kybella:
K. I'm busted...so I think. If he doesn't know it's me he's a tard..