I need to start using this more.
Reminder to post about vegas....
This weekend.... Friday was lackluster but i found a neat piano bar thats an offshoot of a typical club. Saturday was quite different. Went to the local bar where they were celebrating mardi gras. No tits... which was a good thing. Most people there were old enough to be my parents. I did run into a girl i remember meeting before. She was ok looking and around 35 years old. Well... i guess i should have remembered alot more. She told me she moved to texas and that her name was Cindy. After acting odd for a few moments she blurted out " you dont remember at all do you?' Surprised i asked what she was talking about. Her answer was "the connection we had". Evidently i slept with her over two years ago and dont remember it at all. Not a clue. Maybe it happened... maybe it didnt. I decided i'd fuck her again and things were headed in that direction until she just vanished from the bar. Her drunken friend that earlier told me i should sleep with her because i dont look like someone that would get attached didnt even know where she went and she was staying with her. Oh well.
I left the bar at closing and headed over to what used to be a friends house. I messed around with the girl that lived there once before but she passed out on me. Its something that happens often. She passed out going up the steps years ago which was different. Anyway i digress. There was a really big black guy there. 6'8" and close to 400lbs. He had a big ass ring on his finger. It was a superbowl ring from the 97/98 bronco's win. Me and him bullshitted for awhile and some people got stoned. Me and Jamie the football player drank absinthe. Drama broke out and the two of use went for deny's at 4am. The guy barely fit in my pos mx-6. Between the two of us the car barely went. After that i dropped him off at his blinged out suburban. He retired a redskin and thats why he lived in the area. I sound gay but the dude had a fucking superbowl ring on. So fucking cool.
A superbowl ring damnit!
Reminder to post about vegas....
This weekend.... Friday was lackluster but i found a neat piano bar thats an offshoot of a typical club. Saturday was quite different. Went to the local bar where they were celebrating mardi gras. No tits... which was a good thing. Most people there were old enough to be my parents. I did run into a girl i remember meeting before. She was ok looking and around 35 years old. Well... i guess i should have remembered alot more. She told me she moved to texas and that her name was Cindy. After acting odd for a few moments she blurted out " you dont remember at all do you?' Surprised i asked what she was talking about. Her answer was "the connection we had". Evidently i slept with her over two years ago and dont remember it at all. Not a clue. Maybe it happened... maybe it didnt. I decided i'd fuck her again and things were headed in that direction until she just vanished from the bar. Her drunken friend that earlier told me i should sleep with her because i dont look like someone that would get attached didnt even know where she went and she was staying with her. Oh well.
I left the bar at closing and headed over to what used to be a friends house. I messed around with the girl that lived there once before but she passed out on me. Its something that happens often. She passed out going up the steps years ago which was different. Anyway i digress. There was a really big black guy there. 6'8" and close to 400lbs. He had a big ass ring on his finger. It was a superbowl ring from the 97/98 bronco's win. Me and him bullshitted for awhile and some people got stoned. Me and Jamie the football player drank absinthe. Drama broke out and the two of use went for deny's at 4am. The guy barely fit in my pos mx-6. Between the two of us the car barely went. After that i dropped him off at his blinged out suburban. He retired a redskin and thats why he lived in the area. I sound gay but the dude had a fucking superbowl ring on. So fucking cool.
A superbowl ring damnit!