The Once And Future King

Oh boy.

Gotta love days like this, if for no other reason than that no one else will.

So last night was fun. Nothing over the top, but fun.

Jere and House are doing something up at Buffalo Wild Wings at the Palisades tonight. Some sort of chicken eating contest or another. I was thinking about tagging along for that. They're cracking at their list and I think it's going really well. It's an admirable thing they're doing. Jere is hanging in there in general and House seems to be doing pretty well, from the looks of it he's doing a hell of a lot better at losing weight than I am. Good for him.

Michelle called last night and asked if I wanted to go to a party in the city tonight. Party and City are two words that should never come together in the same thought for me. I love New York on my own terms. Usually that involves being in the least crowded places I can find. I begged out, but said I'd go if no one else is around to go. I'm glad Michelle and are I tight enough still that she'd even consider inviting me. Sucks that I'm still not through the whole dealing with crowded places thing yet. I'm getting there though. God damn am I getting there.

Gonzo is back up tonight. Haven't seen him in months. He's doing something with his band and then he's supposed to be around for drinks. It's always a blast when Gonzo is around. There's always a great (or crude) story to tell after the fact. Even though he probably doesn't want me telling those stories. If I have to see your dick for no apparent reason every time you get drunk though I should, at the very least, get to tell stories about it. Fair play you know.

An "old friend" is around tonight too. I don't know why I bother using the slang anymore. Is there anyone who doesn't know what I'm talking about this time? I've got some cash to burn and really would like to have a drink and shoot the shit. But it just doesn't seem to be in the cards this week. And I'm pretty well booked the next few weekends as well. So who knows how long it will be if I don't make it by tonight.

The kids are around as well. I've got Danny with me right now actually. He's sitting five feet away from me going, "What are we doing? What are we doing? What are we doing?" I took him to Fuddrucker's, gave him a Red Bull, and told him he could drive a school bus. So I reckon it's sort of my fault he's bouncing off the walls.

And finally Mike, Alyssa, and Adge are around tonight. And this is the group I've decided to run with to start the evening. We're going to head up to Palisades for a movie. Slumdog Millionaire it looks like since I absolutely refuse to see Jonas Brothers in 3D ("How do you feel about seeing the Jonas Brothers movie?" "Suicidal?").

So there you go. I've got a half dozen things to do tonight. Then nothing to do after that. Sort of reminds me how back in the day the Yankees would score 15 runs in a game and people would say they should save a few for the next game because they'd inevitably only be able to muster one or two runs the next time around. But hey, you take what you can get when you can get it. And whatever I'm getting tonight I know will be pretty good. So off to the movies, then maybe meeting up with the guys, and then maybe even stopping by to visit an "old friend". How many birds can a man kill with one stone? We will see. Oh yes, we will see.