I left work around eleven,
and with a shit load of champagne in my belly
I set out for a night - just me and my bike
and a laundry list of luscious destinations.

New Wave Shitty. AC-DShe at Slims. The Phantom Limbs at Bottom of the hill. Blue Period at Curve Bar. My Fav bartender at the Aarow and the closing night at Jezebels.

At some point my best friend crawled into my arms.
At some point all the drinks were free.
At some point the bar was totally packed
and no one knew this quiet boy, ME.