Extended Monday Hangover
Ok I have a friend we’ll call him Towelie. Why Towelie he does a spot on impression of him. It’s awesome had me rolling. First met him while bouncing, and just over the year we became better, and better friends. Through him I met Nascar his sister, and a bunch of other people. His wife, who we will call RJ tried to stab me, well I thought she was, but thats another story.
Anywho Towelie, and Nascar’s Mom is in the hospital getting some pretty serious surgery today. Please put them in your prayers and thoughts. Their good people, and they need some good luck to swing their way.
Ok onto my drunken debauchery stories.

Thursday:
I was a good boy, just went to dinner with a friend. Hung out with her a bit. A nice quiet evening. I went to Beggers Pizza, I love their thin crust. We had their deep dish, not a huge fan of it. We watched some HBO together. One show Pornocopia really intriqued me. It was about the porn industry, and it’s just emulates a real business it’s really bizarre. Like at one point people are having sex, and while this is going on the director and some other guys are talking how good some cereal is.
Friday:
A different story. Pregamed it at my friend Jackass’s place. Alot of my friends went over there to start the night. I brought a bottle of Early Times Whiskey. Hey 12 bucks, and a 2 liter of pop = Good time. Before I went out I drank most of it too. There’s this bench out in front of Jackass’s that has Batman throwing a punch, and it saw POW on it. I knew it was going to be one of those nights when half our crew was taking pictures to make it look like Batman was fisting them. Before Hitting the JWH, Me and Jackass hit the Durbins. Saw a friend of mine an Older Bob. Real good guy, but makes me sad sometimes cause I think he’s lonely.
We then hit JWH this is where it gets fuzzy….real fuzzy. I know i was doing shots of Fecking Irish Whiskey, and Jamesons. I know I ran into some people I knew, but really the details really blurred. I did go to Teehans get my Irish Car bomb, and then headed to Durbins. I was really drunk, and I guess I was dancing, and sleeping on the bar a bit…No I meant resting my eyes. Yea that’s it.
Durbins close, me and Jackass just sat and drank on that Batman bench until 4am, and I think I crashed after that in Jackass’s place.
I woke up at Jackass’s feeling like I got hit by a 2×4 and sweating like I was on a African slave ship. Thank god for Mickey D’s, and Fiji Water.
Saturday:
Was the 4th proper, it’s also my Moms Birthday. So i spent some time with her, did some chores around the house. By the time i got out it was a little late to hit one party. RJ’s relatives which sucks, cause I totally have a crush on one of her cousins. So I hooked up with Jackass later, and I called Old Bob out. We started the shots, so much so I got a little hammered, and started calling a girl a shemale. You know just saying things like, “Damn, maybe you should get a scarf to hide your Adams Apple” , and ”Holy crap, you can palm a basketball with those man hands.” I guess girls don’t like being called that stuff…go figure. So she got really pissed to the point where I felt bad. Maybe I shouldn’t said, “Later Dude!” When she left in a fit.
Later that Night went to a friends House party. Where I earned an extended nickname. M.D. This girl was sitting on my lap, and I go, “That’s not my cell phone.” She pokes me in the stomach and goes, “What a mushy dick?”, and then started calling me River M.D. Odd thing is it has a nice ring to it. Just great times, good friends, good food, good laughs. We left there, and headed to Durbins to finish the night. I sobered up because there was a bad fog, I was driving, and the next day was my Mom’s surprise bday party. So I left Jackass at Durbins, to scare the hot girls away.
Sunday:
Was my Mom’s surprise party, it was a great success. She didn’t have a clue. Had some old friends there, and my family. Don’t get me wrong I love all my family to death, but after all of them in one place, I need a beer or two. Later that night I went out for a couple beers, met #1, Nascar, Her Sister, and Significant Other, Towelie, his wife RJ, and some Jenny. Had a couple beers there, and some laughs. I also stopped up had a beer with the bartender of Durbins. She is just a really down to earth, nice person, and I enjoy talking to her.
So that was my weekend. Some really good fun. Hopefull everything will work out with my Friend’s mom and we all can have a great July.
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July 6, 2009 at 11:51 am
Why are you wasting your time talking to bartenders? It is their job to be nice and try and get more money out of you. In fact, I’m pretty sure being nice is Rule #1 in the bartender’s handbook. Coincidentally enough, it is also Rule#1 in the bouncer’s handbook.
July 6, 2009 at 12:40 pm
Because barstaff are people too, some of my greatest friends have been customers at one point or another, some of them I started off hating.
As a bouncer I was always nice, until it was time to be not nice. But those rare customers who either made my job more fun or nice, I went out of my way to make them feel at home at my bar, like buying them drinks, and so on and so forth.
Ok for example, including tips I spend maybe 100 dollars at a bar, but because I am friendly, and treat the bartender like people. I actually drink maybe 150 dollars worth of booze.
Half the time they try to give me my money back when I am really generous, but I refuse. My mom was a waitress most of my life, it was because she was nice, and nice patrons that I had food in my belly, clothes on my back. I am just passing it forward.
Let me tell you another thing about bartenders they are your best allies when you are trying to pick up chicks, or trying to fill in the blanks of a night that you forgot.
Last thing about barstaff. They know how to party. Many times I drank alot for free at a bar after close, why? because I’m nice to those that are nice back.
You can tell alot about a person by the way they treat those that serve them.
July 6, 2009 at 12:40 pm
Why didn’t you write about when you walked in on me and Krissy, stark naked, holding the jar of Vaseline, some tongs, and an Ice cream scooper, handcuffs, and the ball gags in our mouths? I hate when you leave out the good parts in your Monday Hangovers.
July 6, 2009 at 12:45 pm
Because I was shocked into silence Sherry. Didn’t think you wanted me to put that on here. But ok.
July 6, 2009 at 12:49 pm
OMG you fucker! You edited my comment!!! That’s it. The war is on again, SUCKA!
July 6, 2009 at 12:54 pm
I say unto you do your worst.
July 6, 2009 at 1:08 pm
ohhhh… you don’t know what you did there River. Part of me pities you now.
July 6, 2009 at 1:12 pm
I’m laughing so hard at my desk right now, people think I’ve gone mad.
July 6, 2009 at 1:15 pm
You HAVE lost your mind. Tell them to cherish the sound of your laughter because after next week, they will never hear it again.
July 6, 2009 at 1:28 pm
I’m not drinking ever again, I have odd images of me passed out, and foul things being done to me. LOL.
July 6, 2009 at 3:32 pm
and I have the pictures to prove it…
July 6, 2009 at 6:58 pm
hey river, did sherry bring out the gimp? or was he sleeping? that’s what i want to know!!
July 6, 2009 at 7:41 pm
Thanks for the comments River! We appreciate your thoughts and prayers!