Last night I was at home building my latest online shopping site, when my new BFF Suzy called. “A couple of your neighbors and I are having a party on your rooftop,” she told me. “Come on up.” So I did. Here’s a pic of some of the party people:
Here’s a pic of me with my new BFF:
Not only did I score free drinks at the party, but my new BFF introduced me to cute girls as well (although none of them had tube tops on). Here’s a pic of me with cute girls:
While on the roof, I tested the 10x zoom on my new camera and took a pic of the rooftop deck on the newly opened Court Square Center/Lincoln-American Tower Apartments, a block and a half away:
After a couple of hours on the rooftop, they left to go watch the stupid Sex and the City movie, and I decided to head to Pint Nite at the Saucer. But as I walked past Big Foot, I saw my former BFF at a nearly empty bar (only one customer). I felt bad for her. She just hasn’t been able to develop any regulars, I guess. So I decided to stop in and have a Flying Moose (the ingredients of which I still don’t know, because they’re taking forever to get their new drink menu cards). While I drank my drink, my former BFF did a lot of important stuff, like text her friend Brittney (or as I call her, Lazy Do-Nothing Sit-On-Her-Ass-All-Day Brittney) and build houses out of straws. She used a lighter to weld the straws together. Here’s a pic of that:
She must have gone through an entire lighter’s worth of fluid building that stupid thing. Good thing there was nothing flammable around, like alcohol.
And here’s the completed house:
Tabbed out about 11:15, decided to do the late shift at the Saucer. But as I walked down Second, who did I run into but my REAL BFF, with the two cute friends pictured above. “We want vodka!” they said. The Saucer isn’t a great place to get vodka, so I suggested a return to Big Foot.
Oddly enough, my former BFF did not seem happy to see us. Funny… if I were bartending a near-empty bar, I’d probably be thrilled if a guy and three girls came in and sat down. But my former BFF’s mood turned sour… even more sour than usual. I ordered the ladies a round and we sat and talked. But when my real BFF tried to order round two, the former BFF said, “I’M NOT SERVING ANY OF YOU. YOU’RE ALL DRUNK. I CAN REFUSE TO SERVE ANYONE I WANT. Here’s your tab, Paul. Pay it.” She seemed really angry. Odd because I’ve had way more to drink than that in the past and she’s served me, both at Big Foot and when she used to work at the Saucer. I wonder what was different about last night?
Since my former BFF ruined our good time, the three girls and I decided to call it a night after that. First Monday in a long, long time I didn’t make it to Pint Nite at the Saucer. I heard people were calling around, asking where I was, asking if I was okay.
My new BFF is awesome.
Much more to post about… if I can get a quick post in while a large file is processing this afternoon, I will. Otherwise, tonight or tomorrow.