girlz night out
last night psycho jen (i know, i know, she needs a new nickname) and i went out on the town. well, if you call seeing the alaskan poet in his Fringe show “out on the town”. it was a fantastic time, a glorious evening, and i got to get really drunk. that’s what we call Win/Win/Win.
we started off at Trocadero’s and the service was divine! why do i say that? because even though it was 2 for 1 and half price off glasses of wine, cutie-pie barkeep Ryan only charged us for about half our drinks. then the ADORABLE bar-back, whom i instantly dubbed “Sweet Lime” made my night by being cute and talking to me. the place was dead, so i think they were glad to have us.
the alaskan poet’s show was a hoot. if you’ve never Fringed, DO IT! do it now, and go see his show. it’s the kind of raw, grass roots performance that makes the Fringe all worth while. jen and i were thoroughly soaked with vodka collins and Riesling, so we were in the mood to laugh. the alaskan poet delivered like dominos.
after the show, we schlepped back over to Trocs, where Ryan and Sweet Lime were glad to see us. it was there that the AP told us he’d be dumped. awww. some girls just don’t know when they got it good. and i want to give her paper cuts for hurting my friend. hopefully, the glass of jameson i got for him helped ease the pain.
and i was home by 10. not bad, not bad a’tall.
August 8th, 2008 at 10:31 am
And, you forgot, the conversation that took us all over the place to figure out what the hell Brian Brown’s name is. Poor Brian Brown and his forgettable name.