Tuesday, April 21, 2009

story time

Totally drunk blogging right now.  Oh well.....

I'm going to write about my night tonight.  It was interesting to say the least.

Jessica, Alicia and I went to the Alley Cat tonight.  I usually don't like going to Broadripple other than Monday nights and Thursday nights...I'll explain why right now:

Thursday nights are obvious.  $1 beers at the mineshaft.  You get tipsy and then dance real sexy...then...dun dun dun--alley cat afterwards...it's like going into a familiar restaurant where you've been a thousand times and ordering the usual.  It's a very unspoken schedule--when you go to the Mineshaft on Thursdays...you end up at the Alley Cat.   It's the usual.

Monday nights at the Alley Cat were deemed by two people.  Jesse Lee and myself.  I'm not that cool or anything but Jesse knows everyone.  So we would get ahold of everyone we know and go to the Alley cat on monday nights.  Jesse also knows the bartender.  She's awesome so we like to visit her.  She has a very unique and beautiful look to her...almost egyptian.  Plus, she is super sassy.  I kinda adore her.  Anyways, the first time we went to the Alley Cat on a monday night...no one was there.  It was just Jesse, myself, and a few other good friends--plus our lovely bartender.  We took over the jukebox and it was amazing.  There is nothing better than going to a empty bar with good people and listening to good tunes.  Plus, since the bar Jesse and I work at is closed sundays and mondays, it's our weekend!!  

I'm so thirsty right now, I could die.  But my cat is resting on my lap and she is being adorable so I can't move her.  This moment is too precious.  So precious, actually, that I must document:

purr purr purr  :)   A cat sitting on your lap purring is probably one of the most comforting things a human can experience, in my opinion.}

Back to my night...

My girls and I met up with some good people at the bar.  [Stephen, Dustin, Cole, Aaron Miller, Tara and a couple of her lovely friends]

I also ran into a past acquaintance that I haven't seen in a long while.  She used to be roomates with my old roommate/good friend, Kate.  That's how I met her.  She's a sweetheart.  I went up to her and gave her a hug and asked her how she was doing.  She informed me that one of her good friends just passed away, tragically and unexpectedly.  I bought the ladies who she was with and knew her a round of shots.  I know exactly what it's like to go through a situation like that.  The sadness is deafening and overwhelming.  It's almost hard to explain.  The least I felt I could do was to buy the girls shots of buttery crowns.  I hope they are sleeping good tonight.

After that, I enjoyed good conversations with lovely people.  I few of the dudes out tonight don't drink but were still a blast to hang with.  I love guys or ladies that don't drink but still know how to party.     

Well, my mouth tastes like booze right now...yuck.
goodnight blogspot.

1 comment:

shhhkate said...

mondays at the cat were always the best. cause it's not so stinky, and there isn't a bunch of idiots running around. win!
next time you go up on a weeknight, you should give me a ring! i never go up there anymore, and usually have to work too early. but maybe one day i could...