so this was quite the interesting weekend - well, saturday, anyway...
ran into my ex-roommate and her husband at o'neill's - was great to see them and see photos of their rugrats (so cute!)
then i was dragged off to the osprey to see dogvoices.
i am not an osprey chick - filled to the brim with bennys, guidos, bimbos and the like... not my scene.
so there i was - we'd been drinking for a few hours - there'd been a few shots imbibed... whatever...
so at one point, while some friends are on the "dance side" of the place, other friends are in the band room and another friend was actually leaving.... i was standing at the back bar - patiently waiting for the bartender so i could order a beer...
all of a sudden i get knocked into on my left side... this BIMBO with long curly black horrid benny hair (swear it was 3 feet long) - she knocks into me and then proceeds to scream to the bartender to get his attention...
"eh... excuse me", says i...
that got her attention (and she had to shift her boobs which were laying on the bar)
bimbo: "what? excuse YOU?"
me: "yes, excuse me i was here for five minutes"
bimbo: "FUCK YOU!"
me: "excuse me?"
bimbo: "FUCK YOU!" -- AND PROCEEDS TO THROW AN EFFING DRINK AT ME!!!!!!
*me... in my head.... what the? my head is soaking wet.... my shirt is soaking wet... holy crap!!! she threw a drink at me!!!! oh. no. she. didn't.
the first thing my head and body could agree on... my right fist flew up into her nose.....
she fell back....
i grabbed her gnarly hair and swung her back and forth....
i heard guys yelling "FIGHT! FIGHT!"
at that point i untangled my hands from her hairspray-laden hair and ran to the bouncer - i said "listen, i'm a local, this effing benny threw a drink at me after she pushed me at the bar and i don't exactly go walking out of my house with an alcohol soaked head. throw her out"
and they did. they threw her and her friends out of the osprey - i stayed.
stinking bennys.
i was the first casualty of memorial day weekend.
this was the first time a drink was thrown at me.
this was my first "bar fight"
i am not proud of this.... (well, maybe a little.... but not a lot)
this was taken prior to the "cat fight"
my friend frank's friend gary and i making odd faces
