Friday night's fun, you ask? went to the club last night, dressed as a bouquet of flowers. I went to the club early, so I was the first of the really worked on costumes. There were some really fun costumes last night. then there were some who didn't really dress up, which always makes me wonder a little bit. I mean it is Halloween, why wouldn't you? There were a couple of Red Sox oriented costumes, I thought there would be more though. There was one guy who had a 55-gallon plastic chemical drum around him hanging with bungee cords over his shoulders. Kind of like a guy who's too poor to buy clothes that he just has a whiskey barrel around his torso.
the one down side to the night was that I almost got into a fight with a guy. He decided to kneel down next to the bar, b/c he wanted to be a good little sub next to his two chicks. Well that all fine and good, except we're in a dark dark club, and with him kneeling, I went walking and triped right over him. I didn't fall completely, which was good, but really wtf? so I on my way back that way I knew I should just avoid him. there's that voice of reason inside my head that said, "don't even bother with this dipshit." But there was also 3 drinks in me, and I was on my fourth, so that voice of reason wasn't loud enough.
I hit the guy twice in the shoulder, at which point he stood up trying to look intimidating. But if I popped him in the face, which I was just one step away from doing, he would have fallen backwards. Why? b/c when I put my hand up to his chest I could tell he was swaying, and he's wearing thin thin high heels. the heels coupled with the waying makes me think he would have toppled.
But I didn't hit him the third time b/c he didn't make any other threatening gestures. Also by that point my friend Shaun had come over, and broke us up. Security came by about 30 seconds later. I told him what happened, and yes I did tell him that I hit the guy twice, and I said why. (I refuse to keep secrets from the guards, b/c they are my friends, I know most of them at the club.)
In the end the asshole guy didn't bug me again that night. and it was a fun fun fun night!!
This morning I woke up and said out loud, "What day is this and where am I supposed to be?"
The sign of agood night.
More to come.....
From the other day:
what halloween-y things are you upto this weekend?
tonight: Costumed night at the club. my costume tonight: a giant bouquet of flowers
Saturday night: going to a costume party at a friend's house. my costume that night: something slutty and Christmas oriented, but I haven't settled on something yet. A homemade costume, just like the bouquet of flowers.
Sunday night (Halloween): going to a costume wedding. Yes, really. Costume: my bouquet of flowers from Friday night.
so what halloween-y things are you upto this weekend?
the one down side to the night was that I almost got into a fight with a guy. He decided to kneel down next to the bar, b/c he wanted to be a good little sub next to his two chicks. Well that all fine and good, except we're in a dark dark club, and with him kneeling, I went walking and triped right over him. I didn't fall completely, which was good, but really wtf? so I on my way back that way I knew I should just avoid him. there's that voice of reason inside my head that said, "don't even bother with this dipshit." But there was also 3 drinks in me, and I was on my fourth, so that voice of reason wasn't loud enough.
I hit the guy twice in the shoulder, at which point he stood up trying to look intimidating. But if I popped him in the face, which I was just one step away from doing, he would have fallen backwards. Why? b/c when I put my hand up to his chest I could tell he was swaying, and he's wearing thin thin high heels. the heels coupled with the waying makes me think he would have toppled.
But I didn't hit him the third time b/c he didn't make any other threatening gestures. Also by that point my friend Shaun had come over, and broke us up. Security came by about 30 seconds later. I told him what happened, and yes I did tell him that I hit the guy twice, and I said why. (I refuse to keep secrets from the guards, b/c they are my friends, I know most of them at the club.)
In the end the asshole guy didn't bug me again that night. and it was a fun fun fun night!!
This morning I woke up and said out loud, "What day is this and where am I supposed to be?"
The sign of agood night.
More to come.....
From the other day:
what halloween-y things are you upto this weekend?
tonight: Costumed night at the club. my costume tonight: a giant bouquet of flowers
Saturday night: going to a costume party at a friend's house. my costume that night: something slutty and Christmas oriented, but I haven't settled on something yet. A homemade costume, just like the bouquet of flowers.
Sunday night (Halloween): going to a costume wedding. Yes, really.
Costume: my bouquet of flowers from Friday night.
so what halloween-y things are you upto this weekend?
a bouquet of flowers is genius! I wanna see.