game on

I went out with my sister last night.  The local social club, of which Phred is a member, put on a “happy hour” last night at a local bar.  It was a little awkward for me at first – I mostly stood around drinking and watching the Yankee game.  To her credit, Phred introduced me to a lot of her friends – some of whom I met previously at the Kenny Chesney concert.

As happy hour wound down, we went to another bar.  Part of the reason we went there was to follow a short -haired-girl that Steeler (a long-time friend of the family and fellow social-club member) was into.  Steeler and Phred went to the bar to get some drinks. Steeler knows my situation and seemed determined to get me trashed.  Seriously, between he and Sis, I didn’t pay for another drink all night, but I digress.  Steeler seemed to spend an an inordinate amount of time at the bar when SHG and I started up a conversation.  She’s a teacher, and if I recall correctly, she too has a kid.  Needless to say, we hit it off.   I wasn’t putting any moves on her, but it was a nice conversation.

NOTE:  Short-haired women have always intrigued me.  It takes a certain personality type to pull off short hair, one of supreme confidence.  Women who can really rock the short hair just seem to have a different air about them.  I generally prefer women with longer hair but a women who can really pull of the short-hair-look definitely piques my curiousity.

Maybe it was the beer finally kicking in, but I started to feel like I had my game on once again.  Make no mistake about it , I’m nowhere near the bar-rat that I was almost 20 years ago.  I’m just not that person anymore.  But it felt great all the same.  There’s a great line in Fight Club where Tyler Durden says “It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we are free to do anything”. I am taking this on as my new mantra.

As we make our way upstairs, I realize that this redhead who caught my eye back at the first bar was with SHG. Could this have been any better. I didn’t want to come across as a cock, especially if Steeler was really into SHG.  He didn’t seem to care.  I think he just wanted to see me have fun.  I tell him I’d be happy to flip a coin and go either way, but he seemed into SHG, so I focused on Red.

NOTE:  Redheads come in extremes.  They’re either hot or not-even-close-to-hot.  This woman was definitely of the hot variety.  

To make a long story short, they left kinda early.  Neither Steeler  nor I got either girl.  Maybe they just weren’t that into either of us.  We went to a third bar where we finished the night.  Phred and I crashed at Dog Boy’s (another one of the Social Clubbers) house.

I had a lot more fun than I expected. I drank.  I danced…a little.  I flirted.  I even found some potential wing-men.  Phred and I planned on just doing happy hour and ended up going to 3 bars and nearly closing the last one.  And most important of all, I got myself back “out there”.

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