Back again.

Thursday, yup Thursday. It was my old buddy Vicious Vern's birthday. Hadn't even seen him yet this year, pretty sad. Also some other old friends Todd and Bruce Juice were hanging out and a buddy of Todd and Vern's that I don't remember his name. They were already pretty tore up when I got there. It was swell seeing Vern's new pad. Listened to some tunes and drank some Buds ew but can't complain I didn't pay for them. Talked about not much but went to Top of the Hill and drank a beer, watched Bruce shoot pool. Vern visited with his lady. Todd and his buddy went outside to smoke. Couple minutes later Charlie (one of the owners of the bar) comes inside and asks if I have some buddies outside. I say yeah and he say you better tell them to leave I'm calling the cops. Go outside to see what the deal is, basically he told them to leave cause they look different. Fuckin bullshit, so they argue for awhile and he says we're 86ed for life basically for no fucking reason. I spent well over a thousand dollars at that fucking place, been going there for seven years. Vern use to live across the street from there he knew every person that worked and there and every regular in there. Not that its that great a place it was just easy to get to.

So we all leave and I go to the Huddle. New bartender says he recognizes me from the Knight. I don't recognize him but hey he was a nice guy. Had purple hooter and peanut butter and jelly shot and a couple gin and tonics. Go home go to sleep (gotta work tomorrow).

Nothin happened on Friday.

Saturday went to my sisters house. Called some friends to come over. It's Saint Patty's Day. Made a very strong and large gin and tonic with tanqueray. Tasty :-). Friends didn't show up. Made another very large gin and tonic (in those big freebie cups you get from 7-eleven or Burger King or wherever). Friends still don't show up. Go to the store to get some ice. Finally friends show up; Wayne Insane, Double P, John, Christine, Drunkenmeister, Lester, yea it's a fuckin party. Had a another very large gin and tonic. Play quarters for a while. Like we actually need incentive to drink. Dennis the menace shows up. Dennis and Wayne take off for a bit. Somewhere along the line I blackout. First one in a while. I broke my glasses somehow, I was told I threw them against the wall and on the ground. Now they're held together with tape. Ain't I a fashionable motherfucker. I guess I threw a few dollars worth of quarters against the wall a few times. Don't ask me why. That's all I was told and that all I recall. More in a different entry.