Is it Me?

Decided to do the town Sunday. For a change, I went to California 2 to kick things off. Dig the Screwdrivers - lots of Vodka. OJ an afterthought. Don't want to be OD'ing on vitamin C. Met up with SOF - fresh from a Balkan guard tower.

California 2:

Watched the end of the Denver - Green Bay game. Good one. Thankfully, KYgreg not there to ruin it by telling us the score. Mellow Aussie showed up. Conversation moved to fish tacos, Slavic sit-coms (not funny - but you laugh when they tell you to...or your whole family dies...), and late night Balkan programming. Right on time - naked chicks...Who needs writers? Hollywood should take note. We lamented the lack of late-night porn on Cambodian TV and decided it was time to move on. Work on the horizon. Big M, tempted, but...

Too early for the Walk(about)....

The Dollhouse:

Always wondered about this place. Now I know: Cuties working the place. Stiff drinks. Good atmosphere. Angry Indian at the bar glaring at me...Probably because I was doing a line in the bathroom at Angry Muppet Bar* one night, and he insisted I get out so some hostess he was playing daddy for could take a leak. Told them both to fuck off and finished my line. Hey man...she can wait 30 seconds for me to finish a line....(Is it me?) Anyway, Dollhouse a good time. Tasty chili-chips beat bar peanuts any day. Noticed a pool table in the back and booze ran about $2.00/vodka. Good company. Good prices. Win.

My Lien:

I'm a heal for not stopping in here more often but My Lien's doing well without my help. Busier than I recall - and it was Sunday night - got some new staff working the place and a good vibe goin' on. Pool table in back; still waiting for the dartboard. Cute little VC behind the counter wearing a sly grin. I love that grin. Mentally undressing better than what was on TV. Even the pregnant chick looking good...yeah pregnant but she's dark and has a tattoo...Right. Time to go. Besides...fuck me (!!).....an early morning looming darkly on the horizon. Gotta get to sleep....

Walkabout:
One more couldn't hurt. Decent crowd for a school night. The Felon looking fine in tight white cocktail dress...diggin' the new hair - make-up combo, and since I have nothing left to steal...Ordered another and thought it over. R-Cat blitzed. All chill at the bar being hawked by a pair of admirers. He still had his cell phone and wallet in his pocket- unless they were already gone. But if they were already gone, then what are the pair still doing there? Enough Sherlock Holmes shit....7 am wake-up call taunting me. One more and out. Sort of...

Taco Shack:
$2 beef burrito a winner. $1 drinks a winner. Outdoor seating a winner. Decided to win. Girl working there doesn't like my new hairstyle. She had to re-work my coif. Too beat to argue. Besides, where else can you get a decent burrito, a vodka, and some help with the hair for $3 at 1am on a Sunday?

Universal. Sunday night's cool. It's Monday morning that sucks.

(*located near the Heart)