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nothing ever came of a life that was a simple one [Jan. 7th, 2002|01:00 pm]
Roy Janik
ah, the weekend. Blessed weekend.

Extraordinarily fun Friley celebration. At least for me. So.. much.. dancing. Mindy and I picked Madeline up from the airport and forced her to come along with us.

Mindy was feeling under the weather, but I still managed to dance with her once, and I finally managed to get the patented "Mindy scissor dance" down pat, so we were spinning like crazy, and I was tired as hell by the end of it. But God knows that didn't stop me. I danced with Madeline (who's quite good), and Christina (who I first met at the New Years Party), and another gal that Pete (the manager type person) made me dance with. I had a blast figuring out how to weave my partners and myself in and out of the always crowded "dance floor".

Bonnie came into town. It's the first time she's been in Texas for 3 years. We travelled over to Cha-chee's, and assembled friends: Eric, Jennifer, Nicole, Colleen, Mindy, and Cha-chee (naturally). After watching some Bastard Squad, going to eat Thai food, and coming back to play video games, Bonnie, myself, Mindy, and Jennifer decided to go hit 6th street. And hit it we did. Hard.

We started the night at Ocean's 11 (the bar, not the movie), where we met up with Megan, and all had "fruity but strong drinks with monkeys". That's how we ordered them. While there, Mindy and I played a game of pool (which I narrowly won), Mindy was hit on by some guy who recognized her from World Gym, and I saw Megan (a different Megan), an extraordinarily pretty waitress from Riley's. I think she was on a date, but that didn't stop me from giving her my monkey.

It was at this point that Jennifer (already in her cups), began saying "I don't think I'm going to drink anymore". Like good friends, we chose to ignore this. No one ever really means that. Anyhow, we went on to the Cheers Shot Bar, where we had flaming Dr. Peppers. Jesus Christ, that was an experience. A pyramidal inferno of beer and liquor.

Time passed on, and we went to the Aquarium. It's always a strange, claustrophobic experience. The only reason this bar exists is for young, attractive people to hook up. There's absolutely no pretense at all. No "nice weather we're having" or "I couldn't help but hear you saying". You just start talking to people. Oh, and they're usually blaring an obscene Prince song.

We went to one more bar after that, and then Mindy dropped Bonnie and I off at my place, since we were both a little too soused to drive.

Mindy picked us up in the morning, and we went to Magnolia Cafe', to show off an Austin tradition to Bonnie, and to eat migas. Well, that was MY goal, anyhow. After retrieving Bonnie's car, Bonnie loaded her stuff up and headed back to MS, dropping me off at a rental car place along the way.

I had a blast hanging out with ya, girl. Come back and visit sooner than 3 years from now, okay? I know that Mississippi is wonderland of milk and honey and all, but you can tear yourself away for one weekend, okay?

So I acquired another Ford Focus for the week. This one had a little less than 300 miles on it, and it's a brand new 2002 model. It's got a 6 disc changer, too. Wicked.

So I drove it to Riley's for the Irish Music Jam, which was actually "a session", which is.. erm, an Irish music jam. Anyhow, I was hoping to find a concertina player amongst the 20 or so folks who showed up, so that I can get someone to teach me, rather than going at it alone. I actually did meet one player (John). Unfortunately, he plays the English concertina, which is totally different from the "anglo concertina", which I'm learning to play. The concertina players he knows in town all play English, as well. PISS. Still, I had good time, and met a lot of nice people, all of whom looked exactly what you'd expect them to. Wes, there was a very old man who was a wondrous bodhran player. There were mandolins, guitars, whistles, 4 fiddles, and a couple of flutes.

Probably the most impressive thing about the session was the way the players picked up on songs. You'd have about 20 players sitting around, and one fiddle player would say "So and so is an extraordinary player and a great songwriter. Here's one of his tunes". He'd start playing by himself, and within a minute or so, everyone had joined in. Scott, more than anyone I know, would've been at home there. Anyhow, I had a couple of beers, and a remarkably good curry chicken dish. Mainly I just hung out and listened to the session, though.

And that was the weekend.

[User Picture]From: nekomouser
2002-01-07 11:32 am (UTC)
I so want to go next week.
I was just beat when you called. I hadn't been home but 30 mins since I left for Friley's. Ended up staying at Raina's then helping her apartment hunt, then running back, showering and then going to that Basketball game and wound up spending the night there. Shame Bonnie didn't stay longer, I wanted to meet her. in 3 years perhaps. But anyway, if things go according to plan, this weekend is me doing nothing. I want to veg and spend as close to 0 dollars as possible, but I do want to check out the music jam. The weekend after however, that's the good times. Riley's 1 year on Friday, Party at my place Sat. Then I still have two days to recover because we get MLK day off.
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[User Picture]From: zinereem
2002-01-07 11:45 am (UTC)
Now wait a minute. According to my calculations, this Friday will be the 11th. So the Friday after that is the 18th. Which means that since the Riley's 1 year jamboree isn't until the 25th, it's still one week past that.
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[User Picture]From: nekomouser
2002-01-07 01:42 pm (UTC)
Damn, I thought it was like the 16th or 19th or some such. Hmm, that following weekend may be no good for my party. Or maybe we can make it be good and have two off weekends. Hmmmmm, two off weekends...what should we do!? (and what was the date again so I don't make this mistake again)
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[User Picture]From: zinereem
2002-01-07 02:17 pm (UTC)


We could just lie, and celebrate early. The date was Friday, January the 26th, as evidenced by this post.
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[User Picture]From: somabrak
2002-01-07 11:34 am (UTC)
Does Jennifer=mayzie? If so, I don't think I could never imagine her "in her cups." heh.
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[User Picture]From: zinereem
2002-01-07 11:39 am (UTC)


No, Jennifer is Eric's girlfriend, affectionately known as "the missus". She's extremely nice, but until Friday, we'd only ever hung out with her when Eric was around.
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[User Picture]From: ericfish
2002-01-07 12:52 pm (UTC)
Hey, I wanted to say thanks for getting my girlfriend soused whilst I stayed home and played video games.
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[User Picture]From: zinereem
2002-01-07 12:55 pm (UTC)


Oh, no trouble at all! That's what friends are for.
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