i went to o'malleys in louisville, ky friday night. that place is weird, it takes up a whole city block and you walk into this enormous country & western bar. there is a mechanical bull to ride and skimpily clad cowgirls selling beer. there is a shitty country band and a dance floor with people actually line-dancing to it. i ordered a korbel & coke - no korbel. i ordered a pabst - no pabst. i ordered a fucking LONE STAR (now this they gotta have, right, at a c&w bar?) and no lone star. so i had a rolling rock.
i was staying at a posh hotel two blocks away, on the top floor of the hyatt-regency. you needed a key to a special elevator just to get to my floor! so i thought i'd actually try and pick up a girl and get laid. if ray romano can have a hot TV wife, i can surely talk my way into a kentucky-fried one night stand, right? but of course i just stood around at the country bar drinking rolling rocks and being like "what the fuck?" i ended up getting extremely inebriated and going back to the hotel alone where i puked it all up.
good times.
my week a head is extremely busy. hope i can handle it.
i was staying at a posh hotel two blocks away, on the top floor of the hyatt-regency. you needed a key to a special elevator just to get to my floor! so i thought i'd actually try and pick up a girl and get laid. if ray romano can have a hot TV wife, i can surely talk my way into a kentucky-fried one night stand, right? but of course i just stood around at the country bar drinking rolling rocks and being like "what the fuck?" i ended up getting extremely inebriated and going back to the hotel alone where i puked it all up.
good times.
my week a head is extremely busy. hope i can handle it.
Hope you're well.