If Adam Calls, Tell Him Sorry, I Had to Go See About a Girl

Crazy weekend. While I got all Mexed up with Margaritas and prepared to hit the cerebral subconscious pinata, my good buddy Adam was getting ready to board the GGW (Girls Gone Wild) Limo with the crew from Omaha Night Life. I was invited, but as such, I regrettably passed on that one. To be honest I never really wanted to go and knew that I would get a detailed first person's perspective from Adam as soon as he woke up the following day. Sure enough, I got the call, but it was at 4AM which was before he actually went to bed and long after I had. The next night - Sat - he was ready to get rowdy again, but this time I again had other plans. I headed up to Roja and met up with the boys, Tom, JD, and the other Adam. We had some grub and then headed to Red for some libations and little mood music compliments of this Russian D.J. who will remained unnamed due to the sole fact that I don't know it. In classic fashion upon arriving, before I even finished my first beer, I saw a girl across the bar, who I actually used to know, but it had been years. I felt myself being compelled to go over and talk to her and to make a long story short, I ditched the boys and reacquainted myself with a very attractive, compelling and truly amazing woman. So this weekend when Adam will again entice me with sex crazed women, free beer, and a night on the town, with the boys, I'll just say, "Sorry Adam, I gotta go see about a girl."

Due North Miss Tesbaucher, North

Maybe those global warming hippies had it right? Now nearing the end of January and the lowest forcasted high for the week is 42, that's like a Texas winter and for those of you keeping track, about 700 miles too far south. Not that I am complaining, but if everything is gonna be dead, dormant, and desert sienna brown, we might as well have the hellacious wind blown snow and ice too, after all, it is winter.

Bad Things

When you came in the air went out.
And every shadow filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.

I'm the kind to sit up in his room.
Heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue.
I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.

When you came in the air went out.
And all those shadows there are filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.
Ow, ooh.

I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.

I'm Real

When I am older and have a home and some equity I think I will write a book about life, love and my friend Adam. I swear every time I need a funny story or am looking for the most scandolous behavior or rediculous encounter I hear about it from him either from personal or near personal experieince. I think I will title it: "How mankind began and ended with Adam".

Someone very near and dear to me once said that there was a writer hidden inside of me and I am sure that like many things, if I would have pursued it seriously, I probably could have made something of myself doing just that, but for now, the benefit of whatever talent latent in me in regards to writing will remain confined to this Blog. Until then...

This is a pint...It Comes In Pints?

Ahh yes the joys of shopping after the holidays. I went on a quest to find a single CD yesterday and after striking out at Best Buy and Target I decided to get a bite to eat and a few drinks at Roja. My old friend Hiomara was working the bar and she hooked me up with a couple of free ones and provided some pretty hilarious recaps from the holiday weekend.

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Saw Munich with Adam on Sunday night, stellar flick highly recommend it, but it is violent so you've been warned.

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And on a dating note my New Year's Resolution is to stay the Hell away from crazy chicks who I seem to have an uncanny nack for attracting and unfortunately dating. If I had an ad it would read. Good Looking 24 year old with college education seeking a fun attractive woman who can maintain a healthy level of fluctuation of emotion for more than a day, is not a direct threat to my life, uses her real name, is not self destructive, and above all that does not fein semblence of normal social interaction only to unveil the previously mentioned tantalizing traits after we start dating. Also, communication skills highly recommended.