What happened to July??? And Aug., Sept., and Oct...
I am s-so sorry my dear blogees, I must have been sleeping. July was crazy, I am just happy to be alive. Let us reminisce... It started out with a bang (literally). I was invited to a couple of BBQ's on the 4th. One was a "L-word" BBQ (if you know what I mean (not that there is anything wrong with that)), anyway I needed backup so I took Gal Pal #8. Now my gal pal and I don't play on that side of the fence, but those L-girls wasn't hearing it. The more we drank the more we sounded like L-girls ourselves. "So how long have you girls been 'friends'?", someone asked. I didn't think of it then, but I know realize that everyone believed we were a couple. No matter how many times Gal Pal #8 mentioned her boyfriend, like I said- they were not hearing it. Anyway the food was great and I had a good time chattin' it up. And smores on the grill is ambrosia!
Round 2/BBQ 2 was at this guys house (strange guy #3). Strange Guy #3 keeps popping in and out of my life (no, not literally), anyway Gal Pal #8 and I get there all drunk and rowdy. We eat all of there food and have a many conversations about weird people, with weird people, and I can't remember what else happened because I took a nap and woke up to a dog licking my lips or was that Strange Guy #3???
A couple days later I go to the NYC to see a theater production called The Diva & The Rapper. Which was exactly about that, two generations of music getting together, mixin' -matchin' -mismatchin' and collidin' into chaos... jolly good, jolly good. My Gal Pal #9 was in the cast (she played the rapper). This was my first time seeing her perform and she was awsome, in a few years she will be on her way to a successful acting career... good job! So after the show we grab some beers and hop on the train. Beer #2 I am tipsy, I notice that my can of beer has a widget in it - a widget is a plastic, nitrogen-filled sphere (a little smaller than a ping-pong ball), the purpose of the widget is to create a head on the beer. The widget didn't really serve a purpose for me because I was chuggin' it out of the can, anyway I tell Gal Pal #9 about the widget. She seems curious, so I quickly chug the rest of the beer, I bend the can back and forth, and then I begin to tear the can open with my teeth like a mad woman. Gal Pal #9 looks at me like I'm straight nuts. I finally tear it open slice my lip, the beer I thought I chugged flies eveywhere, the widget hits the ground and starts rollin', and I am rollin'. Now everyone is starring at me and I just laugh. Funny.
Round 2/BBQ 2 was at this guys house (strange guy #3). Strange Guy #3 keeps popping in and out of my life (no, not literally), anyway Gal Pal #8 and I get there all drunk and rowdy. We eat all of there food and have a many conversations about weird people, with weird people, and I can't remember what else happened because I took a nap and woke up to a dog licking my lips or was that Strange Guy #3???
A couple days later I go to the NYC to see a theater production called The Diva & The Rapper. Which was exactly about that, two generations of music getting together, mixin' -matchin' -mismatchin' and collidin' into chaos... jolly good, jolly good. My Gal Pal #9 was in the cast (she played the rapper). This was my first time seeing her perform and she was awsome, in a few years she will be on her way to a successful acting career... good job! So after the show we grab some beers and hop on the train. Beer #2 I am tipsy, I notice that my can of beer has a widget in it - a widget is a plastic, nitrogen-filled sphere (a little smaller than a ping-pong ball), the purpose of the widget is to create a head on the beer. The widget didn't really serve a purpose for me because I was chuggin' it out of the can, anyway I tell Gal Pal #9 about the widget. She seems curious, so I quickly chug the rest of the beer, I bend the can back and forth, and then I begin to tear the can open with my teeth like a mad woman. Gal Pal #9 looks at me like I'm straight nuts. I finally tear it open slice my lip, the beer I thought I chugged flies eveywhere, the widget hits the ground and starts rollin', and I am rollin'. Now everyone is starring at me and I just laugh. Funny.
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