Sober posting, y'know, for a change. I'm supposed to be writing, but the muse is being a trick so here I am.
Not so funny thing happened last night while out barhopping with friends. Since there were all kinds of concerts and events going on in nearby towns, most the bars in town were pretty dead. The only one with anything close to a pulse happened to be a seedy dive that wasn't ID-ing anyone as far as I could see. Which of course meant all the kids in town were there, and I saw at least two little posers running around packing heat. Kids these days are criminally stupid, and I can only hope they'll recover from their posturing retardation before they hurt someone. Freaking dumb-asses. I wish I could say this was a novel occurrence, but the irritating thing is just how common this crap is.
Anyway, obviously I didn't stick around and wait for the cops to converge on that obvious recipe for disaster, and we continued to bounce from bar to bar. It being a small town, pretty sure I bumped into about a quarter of my graduating class. So much for the ten year reunion, all I had to do to see everyone was spend a weekend back in the state. I haven't bumped into any exes yet, so maybe that'll take two weekends.
Going to avoid the beaches this year while Spring Break is going on, as I'd rather not wake up in the middle of a parking lot without my car, phone or dignity again. It was fun the first time, but I don't want to tempt fate a second time. Fair is coming to Naples next weekend, might do that instead.
I'll conclude this with the random information that I had a drunken dream I was at the Lion Safari and Scar descended upon my car with the hyena army. A good dream, I'd call that.
Not so funny thing happened last night while out barhopping with friends. Since there were all kinds of concerts and events going on in nearby towns, most the bars in town were pretty dead. The only one with anything close to a pulse happened to be a seedy dive that wasn't ID-ing anyone as far as I could see. Which of course meant all the kids in town were there, and I saw at least two little posers running around packing heat. Kids these days are criminally stupid, and I can only hope they'll recover from their posturing retardation before they hurt someone. Freaking dumb-asses. I wish I could say this was a novel occurrence, but the irritating thing is just how common this crap is.
Anyway, obviously I didn't stick around and wait for the cops to converge on that obvious recipe for disaster, and we continued to bounce from bar to bar. It being a small town, pretty sure I bumped into about a quarter of my graduating class. So much for the ten year reunion, all I had to do to see everyone was spend a weekend back in the state. I haven't bumped into any exes yet, so maybe that'll take two weekends.
Going to avoid the beaches this year while Spring Break is going on, as I'd rather not wake up in the middle of a parking lot without my car, phone or dignity again. It was fun the first time, but I don't want to tempt fate a second time. Fair is coming to Naples next weekend, might do that instead.
I'll conclude this with the random information that I had a drunken dream I was at the Lion Safari and Scar descended upon my car with the hyena army. A good dream, I'd call that.