The weekend in review

Ok, sometime I just try to pack too much in, but I haven't seen many of my friends in a very long time, and I can always sleep it off during the week.

Friday night
I ended work in Arlington with a 2 hour meeting that sucked away my will to stay awake. I could barely keep my eyes open. I drove home like a zombie and proceeded to immediately get in bed. I just thought I would sleep for 20 minutes. 2 hours later, Cherry calls and wakes me up. I run and shower and get downtown in 30 minutes. Pretty impressive, but I'm pretty low maintenance.

We get dinner at Mai's, which I haven't been to in ages and then go over to Jason's band's show. They were good Afterwards, we run next door and dance for a couple of hours at Fallout. I love Fallout on Friday nights. I also love old Michael Jackson. PYT, Ani are You OK, She's Got Me Working Day and Night. I can dance to them all. Throw in some Smiths and Cheap Trick and I'm good to go.

Cherry asks at 1 am if we can go to Adairs. I'm like ok, why not. We have some very fun gay escourts tag along and rumble over. Somehow we end up at the bar next to this really hot guy who keeps asking me to dance. This is where I point out that I can't dance. Not with a guy holding me and swinging me all over the floor. Nope, can't do it. But this poor guy took me out there three times. I just kept telling him I was sorry.

This is also where I point out that if I find someone incredibly attractive, I can't talk to them. And as many people know, I can talk to a wall. This guy is talking about riding horses, and I ask if he has English and Western saddles. He just gives me this look like I've grown four heads and says "i don't ride English". Of course he doesn't. He is a cowboy. I physically forced myself to shut up.

The place closes at two and we drag our butts out of there. I know I have a very very early wake up time. I get Cherry home, and set my alarm.

I then wake up 4 hours later.

I was hurting. Hurting so bad. I pick up Elizabeth, and we drive 3 hours to Austin. Ohhhh. Not good. Some Czech Stop kolaches helped. But damn!!

Jennifer takes us in and gets some real food in me. She takes us to Lockhart for some BBQ. Oh Black's was heaven. I ate a full 1/2 pound of brisket. I was in a meat coma the rest of the day.

Its so weird to me how I spent years of my childhood making fun of all things Texas, and in one 24 hour period, I was at a country bar dancing and then eating BBQ. I fear this stuff is in the blood.