Blogging
It seems I just get into the habit of blogging, and my life gets a little busy and I fall out of the habit. Christmas 2008 was wonderful, I will eventually post a few christmasy pictures, I midaswell keep it going year round.. but the real topic of this blog has to do with how fun it is to go out with some people. A little background on the situation… guy and girl, both not in the mood to “party” definition of party “get so drunk you dont remember waking up the day before when you come around the next morning” That by the way is rediculous to me but that is not the point.. back to the background, not in the mood to party, not in the mood to watch a movie or anything like that, so a friend invites them to a club.. so they go, no not on a date, but it’s nice to have backup.. so we go.. now if anyone really knows me the english language is the most amusing thing in my day to day life if you take how many times i trip and do silly things out of the equation. so it makes me laugh when people use their choices phrases or words, that i just dont use.. ie.. whats crack-a-lackin dawg ( huh?!?! ) and the list continues. it is silly, and makes us look very uneducated, however it makes me laugh.
so we show up at this club, we walked in the door, smoke filled.. that is the first hint its gonna be quite the expierence because let me recap about new york state.. smoking inside anywhere? totally illegal. this is not so much cigarette smoke though..
so we find this friend who had invited us for reasons that are still unknown.. we get to the table, and the guy instantly orders a shot because he is clearly uncomfortable with the situation unfolding, that is the first thing to start me off laughing.. so want a drink, yeah whiskey is good.. i loved it.. so we are sitting at this table, and next think i know hes going “he has a bong, do you see him, right there at that table!!!!!” and he low and behold tapping me on the shoulder, and pointing, clearly not hiding it or being discrete about it and i couldnt help but laugh out loud at this, clearly as i said, it wasnt cig. smoke… but he obviously didn’t know that.. so i end up laughing for a bit about this reaction, but then i said we would have to be going, because clearly that is not my type of place.. and of course this guy has to use one of those laughter inducing phrases “yo dude we gotta bounce” .. im sorry we are gonna what?!?!?! so that sets me right off laughing rediculously hard because he doesnt talk that way.. i think he was afraid he might get shot or something i dont know, he thought he better use good lingo.. so we make it out the door without me breaking into a laughing fit about anything else until we get outside..
oh outside is fun, there is girl totally lit.. its rediculous, and she tells him something that to this moment i dont know what it was, but he nearly drug me across the side walk to leave. it was so funny, because he went to walk and go figure my foot was there.. now my foot.. 6.5 or 7 tops, they arent clown feet, but he tripped over my foot in his mad dash for the car.. some situations are rough, but whats funny is exactly how people react to them. granted the whole drug thing, not my thing..nor the drinking.. however, i dont usually make it known i leave for that reason while screaming about bongs and poitning it out clearly to the entire room.. im telling ya, people are funny to me. that is an expierence i dont wanna have again though, im done with clubs..lol but im thinking i might need to brush up on the lingo, however its funny now and i think i like it best it stays that way.
expierences are quite often something that make you who you are, the thing is, the only thing i learned about that expierence was that when you leave a club and decide you would love a cup of coffee and a walk outside, you are a different type of person. although, its not uncommon that i am “unique” rather is be good or bad, speaking of coffee, that sounds good right about now..
hope all had a wonderful christmas, and have a lovely new year!
