Driver’s license blog
Well, finally a real night out. And I say that because I haven't "gone out" in that drunken 20-year-old kinda way. It starts with a lazy friday work-day, that ends a little early to watch the Oilers beat San Jose (hockey - the stupidest and most cliché of Canadiana). The guys from work seem to think I don't drink, that I'm a pale vegetarian strait-edge nerd type. Well, I stun them all with my Double G&Ts. They are aghast. But I show them, I drink a few and keep pace with their pints of cheap beer.
Then we adjourn to play poker right after one of the women from work joins us, a bad omen for me because she beats me out of third place and I lose my "pat on the back" part of the pot to a rogue ace that shows up to pair with hers on the river - my pocket kings do nothing to win. Lame. Good times though.
At this point we are an hour late for our meet up with the Leo Awards gang. As you may have guessed, we did not win, which is too bad. I was really gunning for Brian, he's really good at what he does. I guess Street Cents for Soccer Moms was just too appealing.
Then it was off to the Urban Well, I've never been, but I hear the improv is alright. Apparently, it is quite the night club on the weekend. It was interesting. Lots of 20-somethings parting it up, playing the game. I wish I had a camera, I really enjoyed just watching people interacting. People are pretty funny when they are drunk. It's so strange to see the collective group mentality of everyone trying to "have a good time", agreeing to get all gunned up for the sake of lubricating the social atmosphere. It's like everyone saying "if we all take stupid pills, we'll all be smart - and more attractive".
Moral of the story is - I haven't had over 14 ounces of alcohol in me in a long time, though it was spread over about 6 hours, and it was liberating. I don't think it will happen for a while, but it was fun. So there you have it - party on.
BIG NEWS
I test-rode a scooter today, and I loved it. I will buy one in the next week. I have made up my mind. I want one, I can use one, and I will get one. I am an adult, and I can do what I want. I will soon be ridding on a 50cc Scarabeo - which, will be awesome.
Kick ass.
Then we adjourn to play poker right after one of the women from work joins us, a bad omen for me because she beats me out of third place and I lose my "pat on the back" part of the pot to a rogue ace that shows up to pair with hers on the river - my pocket kings do nothing to win. Lame. Good times though.
At this point we are an hour late for our meet up with the Leo Awards gang. As you may have guessed, we did not win, which is too bad. I was really gunning for Brian, he's really good at what he does. I guess Street Cents for Soccer Moms was just too appealing.
Then it was off to the Urban Well, I've never been, but I hear the improv is alright. Apparently, it is quite the night club on the weekend. It was interesting. Lots of 20-somethings parting it up, playing the game. I wish I had a camera, I really enjoyed just watching people interacting. People are pretty funny when they are drunk. It's so strange to see the collective group mentality of everyone trying to "have a good time", agreeing to get all gunned up for the sake of lubricating the social atmosphere. It's like everyone saying "if we all take stupid pills, we'll all be smart - and more attractive".
Moral of the story is - I haven't had over 14 ounces of alcohol in me in a long time, though it was spread over about 6 hours, and it was liberating. I don't think it will happen for a while, but it was fun. So there you have it - party on.
BIG NEWS
I test-rode a scooter today, and I loved it. I will buy one in the next week. I have made up my mind. I want one, I can use one, and I will get one. I am an adult, and I can do what I want. I will soon be ridding on a 50cc Scarabeo - which, will be awesome.
Kick ass.
posted by Mike Fly at 8:57 AM
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