I’m so tired… because I was up so late last night being indie. Yeah, and I’m SO hungover. Ok, not really… it’s kind of an inside joke that only a few of my friends will get.
After work Brenna came over, then at around 5:30ish I went to pick up NewGirl (Andrea) at work (across the street) to go out for dinner. The three of us went downtown, which took literally an HOUR because of traffic.
We had dinner at the Mongolian Grill and were apparently spotted by Jose. I wonder if he saw how indie we were being?
We were a little grossed out that the buffet line was right in front of the restrooms, and these restrooms smelled a lot like the restrooms at a busy highway rest-stop. Yeah, it was NASTY.
Anyways… I ate too much, as I always do when I go there. But seriously, you have to pile that food on high because it’s raw when you get it, then after you pile it up Mr Chef cooks it and the stuff shrinks down. I’m not that great at figuring out how much the stuff will shrink up.
So after dinner we decided to go for “a drink” somewhere. Brenna called her friend Kevin and he suggested the Saxon Pub. She tells me this and I turn to her and ask, “Are you SERIOUS?!?”. Apparently she forgot that is where my ex-wife works. Not that I have a problem with that.
So we go to the Saxon Pub where NewGirl and Brenna get to meet Irene (the ex-wife) and we have “a drink”, which turns into like 100 drinks, but it’s cool because Irene is giving me the “I want to have your babies discount.” And frankly, I should be getting this discount everywhere because I would make beautiful babies.
NewGirl and I had brought our cameras, which odly are almost identical. She has the Powershot A60, and I have the A70… so again… I am better than her. When will we stop finding ways in which I am so much better than her?
Since the cameras were there, and we were having “a drink”, things started to get a little crazy. The odd thing is that nobody was really drunk. I didn’t even get buzzed. Ok, maybe a teeny tiny bit buzzed, but seriously, nothing to impair judgment or anything.
Brenna’s friend Kevin showed up, and he was kind of a little hot. Later on, Andrea’s friend Joe showed up. Brenna totally liked him, but we were pretty sure NewGirl was in love with him, so she backed off.
I had a lot of fun chatting with Irene at the bar. She kept introducing me to everyone as her ex-husband. She introduced me to George Devore, who had just finished his set at the bar (cuz we were at the bar being indie) and she introduced me as her ex-husband and he was all shocked and stuff.
He asked her when we were married (with his entire band and some other people standing around) and Irene says, “Oh we were totally married and living together when I was dating you.” Then he was all about asking me questions about our married life and how weird that must have been because they were dating while we were married, and I was like, “Um… yeah… we both were dating other people, there was no problems there.”
Then some dude from his posse asked, “So why did you guys get married?” To which I replied, “Duh. For fun! Why does anyone get married?” At that point they must have realized that I was mentally challenged because they stopped talking to me. So I went back to the debauchery going on with my friends.
We (mostly me because my camera is so much better than NewGirl’s) took a bunch of pictures of crazy stuff. I got some pictures for my bathroom collage too! I’m super duper freaking excited about that! We were at the Saxon Pub from 8 to like 11:30, and I’m sure annoying the hell out of everyone there with our childish antics… and trying to convince random strangers to let us take pics of them peeing. Or by all of us being in the bathroom together taking pics while people waited to get in to pee. Good times.
Oh, like when we first got to the bar these old biddies were near us and one of them all loudly exclaimed “oh no she di-in’t!” Without even thinking about it, my head whipped right around and stared her right dead in the eye with my “oh no she di-in’t just say ‘oh no she di-in’t'” look. She knew exactly why I was looking at her and he face was all shocked that I was staring her down.
Then I felt bad and I turned away all quick like, but then NewGirl and Brenna were laughing at the old biddy too. So I started cracking up and had to turn away so the granny wouldn’t see me laughing at her. I had caused enough shame to her already.
Anyways… I’d like to post the pictures… but no. If you’re special, and ask nicely, I may show them to you.
