Thanksgiving, and Degenerates who go clubbing on that night.
It’s been a while since I’ve posted, and my only excuses are my own laziness and the near simultaneous releases of Modern Warfare 2 and the second Assassin’s Creed game. It’s ridiculous! In a good way.
Anyway, I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. I always thought it was weird about how it kind of celebrates the first time a bunch of immigrants came to America and took it over from the people already living here. Kerri went back to Hawaii for the weekend and I’ve been up here alone.
On Thanksgiving night, I went over to Reid’s for dinner, drank lots of beer, passed out on his couch, and woke up a few hours later. I think Reid passed out around the same time too, and woke up about 20 minutes after me.
He actually had to work that night, though. I asked him if I could head down to the club because I was curious to see what kind of degenerates go clubbing on Thanksgiving night (then again, there was that time that me, Yen and David met up with a bunch of the other guys at Oceans on Thanksgiving night a couple of years ago).
The club was about half full, and most of the staff looked pretty bored. I met these old broads who were in town from Arizona - one of them turned 40 that night and she was there with her sister and her sister’s daughter.
I also met 2 girls and a guy who didn’t look like they were American. From the way they were dancing, I assumed that the cuter girl and the guy were a couple, so I asked the other girl who was dancing alone where they were from. She said they were from Columbia and Bolivia or something like that.
Later on, I saw the cuter girl sitting by herself. I went up to her and asked where her boyfriend went.
And she goes: “Oh that’s not my boyfriend! That’s my cousin!”
Damn South Americans.
Good times all in all. Other than that, I’m glad I’m feeling better again after nearly a month being sick. Just in time to..uh..stay home and play video games, I guess. MODERN WARFARE 2 FTW!
