Weekend excerpts

Partied like a rockstar with Jacks and Katie on Friday night, although it was pretty pathetic how early we had to retire. Granted, we started pretty early. I work the dayshift on Fridays until 5 p.m., so we generally get going around 6 p.m.

Started at the Bell (where I work) and were pretty toasted when we left. Went down to The Tap for a couple more before finally heading over to Zuma’s Tex-Mex to get something solid in our stomachs!! Met who we thought was a nice gay man, Jose, at The Tap and invited him along. He was everything one would stereotypically expect in a gay man: Well-dressed, spoke with a lisp, and naturally adored us.

He didn’t eat and had only one margarita. Don’t really recall talking to him all that much at dinner. Was too busy stuffing my face, I guess. Jackie informed me, however, that Jose gave her exactly $7 for his margarita. Exact change?? Not a good thing to do when you go out with three bartenders, but we let it slide because he only had the one drink and no food.

Anyway, after dinner, we saunter over to the Ames Plow (a little dive where I used to work) and were thrilled to see Frank and Tara behind the bar. We ordered some shots and beers. Then Jose spotted a pair of sailors and ordered some shots for them. (They were clearly not gay, but he didn’t seem to care). Fearing he was a mooch, I asked Frank to put those shots on a separate tab for Jose. About 20 minutes later, we decided to leave and asked for our tab. When Frank put one in front of Jose, he freaked out. I reminded him that he had bought two shots for the sailors and that we weren’t going to pay for them. We just met him for Christ’s sake!!

Jose claims to have no money, but Frank tells him he can pay with a card. He pays, leaves a dollar, and we decided to go our separate ways. I love meeting new people — straight, gay, or otherwise — but it’s so disappointing when their first-impression turns out to be their best.

Now quite intoxicated, we headed over to the Cigar Bar in the North End (where Katie used to bartend). This is the only place in the city where you can smoke. Accordingly, it’s never a pleasant experience for those of us who don’t. It’s a shame too because it’s such a cool, lounge-y place and right up my alley. But the smell. Ugh, hideous!

There, we met up with two of Katie’s friends from the office, one of whom I’ve met before and is an avid reader of this blog, but has yet to leave a comment!! You know who you are!! I appropriately scorned him and basically threatened to never write again if he didn’t leave a comment. (Okay, that last part didn’t really happen, but he was indeed scorned). Seriously, now that you’ve been mentioned, you have to leave a comment!! There are rules, man!!

The night gets pretty fuzzy from here on in, but I do seem to recall Jacks ripping a cigarette from Katie’s hand at one point (Katie has not smoked for over a month and was about to have "just one" before Jacks intervened). There may have been some wrestling involved, but I can’t be certain.

Of course, I do clearly remember cheering like mad after watching Kevin Youkilis hit a homerun in the top of the ninth to give the Sox a 3-2 comeback win over Detroit. How could any self-respecting Sox fan forget that?
A very hammered Katie bailed shortly thereafter, but Jacks and I kept going. We stopped at the Bell for a couple before heading home to Southie and a brief stay at the Playwright. I think I was home in bed by 1 a.m. Didn’t wake up with a hangover, though, so retiring early was worth it.
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Worked with the she-beast on Saturday night!! Can’t really elaborate on this, but let’s just say I’ve never known a more money-hungry, spoiled-rotten, selfish girl in my life. She sucks and I hate her. That’s about all you need to know about that.
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Ran a bunch of errands on Sunday and went to visit Beth and baby Taylor. Can’t believe how quickly she’s growing…again, that’s Taylor, not her momma. She’s an absolute doll and was so alert and fun!! So proud to be an auntie!! One of these days I’ll figure out how to get a picture of her on this blog. Someday.