Monday, April 5
Bradbury Part II
Here is the second part of Friday's story:
So John spilled the beer all over himself. He didn't really have a reaction when he finally figured out what he had done--he just sat there with beer all over his lap. Part of the plan for the rest of the evening was to go see a band at a club called The Hideaway. Drew, John, someone else and I all pile into Drew's vehicle and head down to the club. When we get to the club, I just tried to stay as far away from John as possible because I didn't feel like dealing with him and it was embarrassing to be associated with him. That didn't take any of the fun away from watching him, though. I found a dark little corner and just watched John to see what he did next as it was truly a comedy goldmine. He stumbled around the dance floor for a while and then he walked back to the bathroom area. Now, the bathrooms and the kitchen area were in the same vicinity. I watched John walk into the kitchen and get thrown out of the kitchen by the bouncer. He then preceded to do the same thing again. By this time, the bouncer was pretty irate and threatened to kick John out of the club. I don't know why John had so much trouble locating bathrooms when he was drunk but, hey, everybody's got their own thang. The third try John was getting closer--he went into the women's bathroom. I watched him walk in and just stand in the doorway for a few seconds, until he realized where he was. He turned around so fast that he almost fell down. Unfortunately, for John's fourth try, he went back into the kitchen. At this point, John was forcefully ejected from the club. I didn't want to leave but I figured John would end up dead if I didn't take him home. I asked Drew if I could borrow his Jeep and then went to find John. It took me a while but I finally found him passed out on the back stairway of some building. I woke him up and told him I was taking him home. Finally, he managed to get up and follow me to the car. Drew had a Jeep Grand Cherokee so it was pretty high off the ground. I opened the passenger door and helped John get into the car. Of course, he immediately fell out and landed on his head. I'm surprised he didn't crack his skull but I guess he didn't. I piled him back into the passenger seat and took him home. I never let John go anywhere else with me after that.
Here is the second part of Friday's story:
So John spilled the beer all over himself. He didn't really have a reaction when he finally figured out what he had done--he just sat there with beer all over his lap. Part of the plan for the rest of the evening was to go see a band at a club called The Hideaway. Drew, John, someone else and I all pile into Drew's vehicle and head down to the club. When we get to the club, I just tried to stay as far away from John as possible because I didn't feel like dealing with him and it was embarrassing to be associated with him. That didn't take any of the fun away from watching him, though. I found a dark little corner and just watched John to see what he did next as it was truly a comedy goldmine. He stumbled around the dance floor for a while and then he walked back to the bathroom area. Now, the bathrooms and the kitchen area were in the same vicinity. I watched John walk into the kitchen and get thrown out of the kitchen by the bouncer. He then preceded to do the same thing again. By this time, the bouncer was pretty irate and threatened to kick John out of the club. I don't know why John had so much trouble locating bathrooms when he was drunk but, hey, everybody's got their own thang. The third try John was getting closer--he went into the women's bathroom. I watched him walk in and just stand in the doorway for a few seconds, until he realized where he was. He turned around so fast that he almost fell down. Unfortunately, for John's fourth try, he went back into the kitchen. At this point, John was forcefully ejected from the club. I didn't want to leave but I figured John would end up dead if I didn't take him home. I asked Drew if I could borrow his Jeep and then went to find John. It took me a while but I finally found him passed out on the back stairway of some building. I woke him up and told him I was taking him home. Finally, he managed to get up and follow me to the car. Drew had a Jeep Grand Cherokee so it was pretty high off the ground. I opened the passenger door and helped John get into the car. Of course, he immediately fell out and landed on his head. I'm surprised he didn't crack his skull but I guess he didn't. I piled him back into the passenger seat and took him home. I never let John go anywhere else with me after that.
SPIN THE WHEEL
