a night on addison

not to much different than any other weekend, but it was reminiscent of times past when alan and i used to spend every weekend in addison living it up amongst the intoxicated, the scantily clad, the bikers, the hordes of beautiful people out to enjoy an evening on the town away from work, from worries, from concerns, from real life.

we started out at the 'former' happy place; hooters cause i spent to much time on the discovery channel watching shark week and commercials of pro-crabbers and spent the day dreaming of crab and wings and beer and tits. we had our crab and our wings and our beer and tits and ended up at snookies dreaming of younger times with depeche mode and billy idol and the cult and cake and other wonderul groups intent on making us happy with our beers and our vodka and our shots enhanced by more beautiful women and MLS and memories of times past. text messages were traded with others unable to attend and glances were traded with those able to attend. the greatest desire was to hop on the scooter and ride until i couldn't, but a tradeoff was made for the scooter to take it out on a beautiful sunday. the sunday i hope i can enjoy. until then, i'll download 'clean', 'rock 'n' roll lifestyle', 'halo', and 'just like you' and end the evening on an upnote.

hug yer dog mer.