Fairbanks Days 10, 11, & 12
The reason I haven't been updating so often is that, well, no much has been happening. That all changed, though, tonight.
On the way home from Dinner, which featured the best dungeonous crab I've ever tasted and caribou stew, we were witness to a horrific accident, that involved a caravan and a motorcycle. From what we were able to gather, the bike ran a red light and was nailed by the van. The biker lost shoes and socks in the melee, like a charlie brown comic strip. The motorcyclist was in very bad shape and went to the hospital in critical condition.
Afterwards, The Geezer, the Lady, and I went to the hotel bar for drinks. We met a man, there, the Dick, who decided to "hang with us." I could tell right away that the dick was interested in the Lady in ways not so gentlemanly, and I ended up spending the next two and a half hours cockblocking him at a Fairbanks bar called the The Hide Away. There are cute girls in Fairbanks, I realized, but the women are dog ugly.
Now I am home, and I'm tired. Fucking terrible night.
On the way home from Dinner, which featured the best dungeonous crab I've ever tasted and caribou stew, we were witness to a horrific accident, that involved a caravan and a motorcycle. From what we were able to gather, the bike ran a red light and was nailed by the van. The biker lost shoes and socks in the melee, like a charlie brown comic strip. The motorcyclist was in very bad shape and went to the hospital in critical condition.
Afterwards, The Geezer, the Lady, and I went to the hotel bar for drinks. We met a man, there, the Dick, who decided to "hang with us." I could tell right away that the dick was interested in the Lady in ways not so gentlemanly, and I ended up spending the next two and a half hours cockblocking him at a Fairbanks bar called the The Hide Away. There are cute girls in Fairbanks, I realized, but the women are dog ugly.
Now I am home, and I'm tired. Fucking terrible night.