Weekend Review: Some people walk the line, I trot the line

Weekend Review: Some people walk the line, I trot the line because it is all about DixieLand Delight

Ladies and Gentlemen: Children of all ages after a long long sabbatical the Weekend Review is back!!....Uh Hullo? Uh anybody out there? Well…To those of you who remember the drunken antics of your happy Asian there’s still antics but not as drunken.  Tonight I decided to get out and about and decided to get Off the Wagon.  You know there has to be a good band playing to drag me out of the house. The band:TROTLINE! 

There’s nothing better than listening to familiar country songs that you semi-kinda remember but you’re not quite sure because of the amount of alcohol you’ve been drinking.  I’ve got to high light fellow bar travelers Mr. James B. and Aimee. Always good seeing people I recognize and have adventures with.  Walking in the door, I was amazed at the little additions of the place and how familiar it looked.   Some of the highlights of the evening include: There was a rather attractive bride to be that was invited up on stage to play that song that involves a cow bell. God bless her she was way out of synch but she had a smile on her face that you couldn’t help but go AAAAWWwwWWWw.  Oddly enough this same blushing bride to be said HIIIII to me every time she saw me. Now I may have actually known her but if I did I must’ve met her hammered drunk walking backwards because I had no friggin clue who she was. She even took the effort to tap me on my shoulder and when I turned out around and saw her behind me I prenteded I didn’t know what the hell was going on.  Hell I figure she didn’t know who I was and was attracted by the bright yellow polo shirt and the fact that I was Asian.  It didn’t bother me at all, hell as long as her night was memorable that’s all that matters.

Some other interesting events of the night included a very very short young lady coming up to me and asking me to untuck my shirt. I swear to God when she zoomed past me I was kinda freaked out because I was like SWEET JESUS A MIDGET!!! More than happy to oblige her, I untuck my shirt because anyone that knows me I have absolutely no fashion sense.  Well lucky me this short beauty asked me to dance, and I danced…kind of, she put the grind on me and I tried to keep up. The only dance move I know is the one in the bedroom anything that involves twisting my hips well…yea you’re not getting that far with it.  I’ve often considered learning how to dance so anyone that wishes to teach, I will learn.   As I sat listening to Trotline sing I couldn’t help but break out the big ass happy grin and sing along. Now I don’t know a lot of the sings but I knew I wouldn’t leave until I heard my DixieLand Delight.

James B left a little early and not too long after he left I was singing along and saw someone pointing at me.  I turned around and did the ol who me? Next thing I know in walks David, Carson and Jake. I hadn’t seen these guys in a long ass time, so to say the least I was definitely excited. Then in came Brandi and…ummm yea I forgot her name. I ended up staying a lot longer than I expected and enjoyed the Dixieland Delight. Drink count for the night: 4 budlights and 1 jack and coke. I want to thank everyone that I saw that night and if I forgot to mention anyone put it on my tab.  Now don’t forget to tip your bartender. You’ve been a wonderful audience and for ol time sakes Giggity Giggity Giggity Goo Stay tuned.

Don’t you just hate it

Don’t you just hate it when you’re on the toilet taking a poop, and you sit there for a better part of a half an hour to 45 minutes, and nothing happens. I mean I’m just sitting there like OH YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!! All that effort and nothing not even a semi drop.

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