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City Streets, Red Goose, Duke’s - And Not In That Order
By Adam Blue | November 22, 2007
Tuesday night a few of the guys decided to go out after work. We headed to Razoo’s for some beer, then decided to check out The Red Goose down the street. But it was dead. After that we decided to hit up Duke’s in Bedford by my house. Like usual, it was packed. It’s amazing how wild this place can get on a Tuesday night. There were a few cute girls, some hot twins, but nothing else worth much. However, I have been watching a terrible reality show on MTV called, ‘A shot of love with Tila Tequila’. Not sure who she was, but apparently she’s a celebrity. Anyway, I got sucked into this The Bachelor-esque softcore porn reality show, only to be mildly amused, but enough to keep my attention on who gets ganked. Well, spoilers be damned, I ran into one of the contestants at Duke’s. So, I guess that slims down the guesses. Also I’m guessing Tila’s going the way of the lesbo. Any other time I might feel a little embarrassed to admit my indulgence with the program, but I catch the night owl reruns as I lay under the covers waiting to fall asleep. Hey, that’s perfectly fine.
Wednesday night was City Streets. Too many of the wrong people were there. They are all awesome, but in regards to my profession, there aren’t too many situations where I don’t have to keep my current career in mind. But besides that lingering in the back of my mind, I had a good night. A fellow patron found it pleasing to buy a round of shots every few seconds. That’s fine by me, which undoubtedly led to a slimmed down tab at the end of the night. There weren’t too many good-lookers out, but the few that were, were obviously taken, and it’s always the same guy. One girl tried to pull me into the ring, and luckily I had an out - surgery. (Yes, this past week the healing process was decelerated by the Doctor cutting it open again. He said it wasn’t healing correctly and he needed to fix that. I thank him for his intricacies.) She was slightly cute, but the look wasn’t my type. She was obviously sloshed, so if I really just wanted to get laid, I’d have no problem steering that car into the garage and parking there.
So she decided to just dance on me. I shrugged my shoulders and continued drinking my beer. Then it was just getting annoying. I started looking around at my friends mouthing ‘help me’, but they stood there, entertained, laughing on my behalf. At one point I made some sort of joke and laughed, in which she looked up at me and asked if I was laughing at her. I simply told her ‘no’, and that ‘my friends are laughing at me, because I can’t dance!’. Yeah, that was a terrible reply, but considering her obvious coma like nature, anything I said to her would have been fitting - because honestly, she probably didn’t know what the hell was going on.
She then just laid against me. Just standing there, passed out on me. I told her she needs to go catch some zzz’s, which she took offense to, and took off. After that…nothing. Just standing there drunk, feeling good, and absorbing the ambiance.
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August 24th, 2008 at 6:49 pm
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