SATURDAY - 8.9.14
Okay, where was I? Ahh yes, so we finish up at Shorty's and are pretty tanked at this point, so we decide to search for food. We stumble into the tiki bar next door - LAVA LOUNGE - hoping to find food (logical thinking), only to learn that they have cocktails only...next time Lava Lounge, I'm all over you.
We find a sushi place a few storefronts over and immediately stumble inside to refuel on some Happy Hour food. Feeling better, we continue on our way.
NITELITE LOUNGE - Upon entering the NiteLite Lounge, I say hi to a random dude out front...remember this fun fact, it'll make sense later.
Okay, where was I? Ahh yes, so we finish up at Shorty's and are pretty tanked at this point, so we decide to search for food. We stumble into the tiki bar next door - LAVA LOUNGE - hoping to find food (logical thinking), only to learn that they have cocktails only...next time Lava Lounge, I'm all over you.
We find a sushi place a few storefronts over and immediately stumble inside to refuel on some Happy Hour food. Feeling better, we continue on our way.
NITELITE LOUNGE - Upon entering the NiteLite Lounge, I say hi to a random dude out front...remember this fun fact, it'll make sense later.
We're still too drunk to have another cocktail so we ask for two waters and the bartender looks at us funny. Anna reassures me that the bartender is more concerned for our well-being and would rather us sober up. I'm fairy certain he is irritated that we aren't spending any money, so I throw him a couple bucks for a tip and we take off.
Aaaand over to Capitol Hill....
On our way to Capitol Hill, we're at a bus stop and the same dude from the NiteLite is there and he's like "hey, you remind me of someone I knew in high school." That sobers me up. Holy shit, I know this guy. And how weird, I went to high school in Sacramento. We exchange numbers and plan to meet up later.
Aaaand over to Capitol Hill....
On our way to Capitol Hill, we're at a bus stop and the same dude from the NiteLite is there and he's like "hey, you remind me of someone I knew in high school." That sobers me up. Holy shit, I know this guy. And how weird, I went to high school in Sacramento. We exchange numbers and plan to meet up later.
UNICORN - I'm baaaack! I really enjoy this place; it's quite lovely inside. We meet some weirdo who tries to get us to go to a ZZ Top concert with him. I do love ZZ Top, though...
This guy...PERV!
Wait, why are we taking pictures with him?
CHA CHA - I knew Joe wasn't going to be here, but whatever, I could use another free drink. Naturally, I develop a crush on our new bartender. He looks slimy, like a cross between David Spade and Hannibal Lecter. Too many free 'Date Grapes' later, we stumble over to the Comet Tavern.
COMET TAVERN - At some point during a day full of drinking, you have to call it quits. I think that should have happened at the Cha Cha, because I have NO recollection of the Comet. I DO remember peanut shells all over the floor, I DO remember shuffleboard, and I DO remember not being able to finish a pint of Guinness before my cheek was resting on a cool, woodgrain tabletop.
Next thing I know, I'm home in Anna's bed, waking up to 4am calls from bus stop boy. Dude, let me get some sleep.
Tomorrow's Sunday...stay tuned.
CHA CHA - I knew Joe wasn't going to be here, but whatever, I could use another free drink. Naturally, I develop a crush on our new bartender. He looks slimy, like a cross between David Spade and Hannibal Lecter. Too many free 'Date Grapes' later, we stumble over to the Comet Tavern.
COMET TAVERN - At some point during a day full of drinking, you have to call it quits. I think that should have happened at the Cha Cha, because I have NO recollection of the Comet. I DO remember peanut shells all over the floor, I DO remember shuffleboard, and I DO remember not being able to finish a pint of Guinness before my cheek was resting on a cool, woodgrain tabletop.
Next thing I know, I'm home in Anna's bed, waking up to 4am calls from bus stop boy. Dude, let me get some sleep.
Tomorrow's Sunday...stay tuned.
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