so i came into San Antonio to see my mom wed to this new guy i'd never met and knew nothing about.
I was quite surprised to see my semi famous sister here, with her very cool hubby, and we went through the neccisary actions of being nice in ways to be subserviant to the whole ordeal. That is to say when dealing with my mom you play by her surreal rules. And she would own you completely if she could, but my own sickness required me to escape.
and while i was in this odd place i wanted to see an old friend Adam Jimenez, and i seeked him out, and aparently mom was worried, but still i snuck away and met him at a restraunt. They didn't have beer but the little asian spot really wanted our business, so much so that the lady who ran it told us to buy beer and come back and drink it there. We did because she almost shamed yus into to doing so wondering at tumbleweeds that rolled through with cricket soundtrack.
Well we then took our city bus adventure as he described why Judas Priest is cool and I tried to understand.
And, of course we landed in a bar. But what neither of us had realised, was that the spurs had won a championship that night. The streets were crazy and the bars full of the craziest of the group. we fit in well. we drank and were our natural noisy selves and inhaled beers while talking punk rock politics and who was where, and hat happened to what's his face.
The night rolled on and we rolled to many a bar, but in the one i remeber most we were having millions of beers and pretending that cash was forever flowing (which it seemed to do) when some girls came in the back room and sat down and they were very prim and proper and we smiled at each other at these who were out of place, where the whole night we had been out of place, and had a fun time shocking them.
We one up'd each other slowly with coments and stupid gags.
I won when adam droppped his beer glass and i ate part of it in front of everyone.
I gues there's something about being drunk that makes you a superhero, that only the drunk know and no one can explain.
well we decieded this had grown dull, and as we left a person ran into the bar and announced the owner of tacoland had been killed right at the time i was asking Adam if he liked tacoland, and he wa admitting he'd never been.
long story short a gay guy and some girls went back with u o his place and i slept the sleep of drunks.
the end.
I was quite surprised to see my semi famous sister here, with her very cool hubby, and we went through the neccisary actions of being nice in ways to be subserviant to the whole ordeal. That is to say when dealing with my mom you play by her surreal rules. And she would own you completely if she could, but my own sickness required me to escape.
and while i was in this odd place i wanted to see an old friend Adam Jimenez, and i seeked him out, and aparently mom was worried, but still i snuck away and met him at a restraunt. They didn't have beer but the little asian spot really wanted our business, so much so that the lady who ran it told us to buy beer and come back and drink it there. We did because she almost shamed yus into to doing so wondering at tumbleweeds that rolled through with cricket soundtrack.
Well we then took our city bus adventure as he described why Judas Priest is cool and I tried to understand.
And, of course we landed in a bar. But what neither of us had realised, was that the spurs had won a championship that night. The streets were crazy and the bars full of the craziest of the group. we fit in well. we drank and were our natural noisy selves and inhaled beers while talking punk rock politics and who was where, and hat happened to what's his face.
The night rolled on and we rolled to many a bar, but in the one i remeber most we were having millions of beers and pretending that cash was forever flowing (which it seemed to do) when some girls came in the back room and sat down and they were very prim and proper and we smiled at each other at these who were out of place, where the whole night we had been out of place, and had a fun time shocking them.
We one up'd each other slowly with coments and stupid gags.
I won when adam droppped his beer glass and i ate part of it in front of everyone.
I gues there's something about being drunk that makes you a superhero, that only the drunk know and no one can explain.
well we decieded this had grown dull, and as we left a person ran into the bar and announced the owner of tacoland had been killed right at the time i was asking Adam if he liked tacoland, and he wa admitting he'd never been.
long story short a gay guy and some girls went back with u o his place and i slept the sleep of drunks.
the end.