The weekend was pretty fun filled if I do say so myself, and I do.
Friday - I had missed the train that morning so after trying to catch the train to no avail I ended up driving. And for those of you who know Southern California, the freeways are an absolute nightmare on Fridays. Luckily for me, I was able to carpool with one of my coworkers and we actually made it in an hour and a half rather than the three hours expected. Anyway after dropping him off at Union Station I headed to the pet store to pick up a few groceries for Max. I swear the pet store has become Whole Paycheck, or Costco for that matter. You know the old $100 dollar trick. I walked out of there and was dumbfounded that I had just spent $130 on pet supplies. Now I love my dog to death but damn. After getting home and unpacking my dog groceries I decided to call my buddy Fava to see if he wanted to go out. Of course he did so we met at the Abbey. The evening was going pretty well until I spotted one of my little crushes. You want to talk a about a tall drink of water. I'm 6'4" and he's about 6'9" which you don't come across very often. His name is Dave. Well I mentioned this to Fava who of course was intrigued. I donÂt think that he was attracted to Dave but he couldn't wait to chat him up. So I head over to bar to get us another round and Fava makes a B line over to Dave. I could see them through the mirror behind the bar. I get the drinks and head over to them. Fava introduces me to Dave and as soon as he opens his mouth I'm dumbfounded. How can a man this handsome have a voice like this. He sounded like Peter Brady when his voice was changing. I just wanted him to shushy. Don't say another word you just ruined it. And I don't know if I'd classify this as a cock block or not but it was in the neighborhood. IÂm keeping my mouth shut from now on. The rest of the evening was a bust. I love me some Abbey but I think we need to find a new spot.
Saturday - Grachie calls and wants to meet to do a little shopping. So I meet her in Hollywood at a shoe store sheÂs in love with. Of course I canÂt find a damn thing. I decided to head down to another store, and another, and another, each time calling Grachie to see how she is doing. For me it was one of those days when you want to spend a little money and find something new to wear for the evening but can't find a damn thing. When you don't have any money you can find everything you need. We end up meeting at a little restaurant on 3rd called Dough Boys. OMG was it good. I ordered a Caprese sandwich and a bowl of clam chowder. The bowl of chowder was enormous. It came in a serving bowl that could have fed four people easily. I kept telling Grachie that I didn't feel as if I was denting the bowl, there was so much chowder. I loved it but I had to give up. We then headed over to the Beverly Center to see if we could find anything there. I struck gold. I ended up finding two pairs of jeans, a really cool shirt and a pair of boots.
Saturnight - I headed over to Tricia's to pick her up and bring her to her birthday party in Beverly Hills. So I'm dressed in my new jeans and shirt avec boots and am thinking I look pretty nice this evening. I had even mentioned to Grachie earlier that if couldn't find a man in this outfit I would never catch one. I pick up Tricia and she pays me a really nice compliment about what I have on. Again I mention that if I can't find a man tonight, I'm giving up. So we drive to the party and park. As we are coming out of the parking structure we run into two brotha's. One of them comments to me, "man, you gots you some style!" He mumbles on about this and that but basically paid me a really nice compliment. I thank him and Tricia's rolling at this point. We go into the bar "Backstage Pass" and I belly up to the bar to get a few drinks. As I'm standing there the bar manager is making up some concoction for someone and ends up spattering a drink all over me and the new shirt. I just about died. The night was a blast though. We partied like rock stars and had some great laughs. All the fun was over though when it was time to leave and told that the parking garage closed at 12am, it was now like 2am. So I'm running around trying to figure out how I'm going to rescue the car. Grachie had done the same thing abut was able to find us a way in. She ended up moving the cones and we were able to drive the cars out. I swear, what would I do if I didn't have my Grachie?
Sunday - I had invited 11 people over for Tricia's birthday dinner. We had a good crowd. Tricia was a little hung but she was able to pull it out. I think everyone was most excited for the dinner which consisted of my famous fried chicken, collard greens, mac and cheese, and cornbread. We had plenty of wine and great conversation. The only sad part was that I had invited my doggy day care owner crush and he evidently forgot about it. He works very hard and rarely gets any time off so I do believe him although I was a little dissapointed never the less. He left a msg the next day to apologize and beg for forgiveness. Although I haven't spoken to him yet he is definitely forgiven. He's too damn cute not to forgive. And I want another chance to woo him again with my cooking. I swear I'm a freak. It probably was a good thing though because Fava didn't get a chance to cock block me this time. Everyone was gone by about 9:30 and I was passed out by 10. And I look at it this way, there's always next evening!
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Timber...what up? Mr. Charlie says hi...I will get out there so we can showcase our wares at Foo Bar...that's the spot...
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