Ok, things are almost working.
After more than two months without alcohol I fell off the wagon slightly tonight.
Tonight Tim and I went for dinner at Earl's. Earl's is a chain restaurant known for it's classy atmosphere and attractive, young, male and female servers. This evening Earl's lived up to it's reputation.
Our server tonight was Tanya, a gorgeous young blonde that I've known on and off for about 8 or 9 years. After bringing us our drinks and taking our order she wanted to catch up with me, so she sat down with us for a minute or two and asked me to tell her a story.
Tanya had made a comment earlier about recognizing Tim, but she couldn't quite place his face, so I decided to tell her a story about how the two of us met.
It was three years ago, and we both happened to be in Las Vegas, both of us on business. I was there for an electronics show and Tim was there for a conference on the environmental impact of man made chemical compounds, in particular artificial resins.
Tim works primarily as an adviser for the Canadian government. He studies the waste produced as a by-product of the chemical process used to create the resins, as well as the effects they have on the local environment and the water table as the break down over time. He's worked with David Suzuki several times over the last few years and has even assisted with David's presentations once or twice.
A couple months ago the local newspaper and television station both did a piece on Tim; it's pretty surprising that someone so renowned lives in the sleepy little town of Kamloops. Which is probably why Tanya recognized him, but I digress.
Three years previous Tim and I were both in Las Vegas on business, and just happened to be staying in the same hotel. My second night there I couldn't sleep, so I stumbled down to the hotel bar to get a drink. Tim and I ran into each other in the elevator, and after realizing we were both from the same small town in British Columbia decided to get drunk together. Most of the night after that is still a blur, but when I woke up in the morning I was laying in bed beside Tim, naked, and there was a marriage license on the night stand.
At this point in the story Tim's uncontrollable laughter caused me to admit I made the entire thing up on the spot.
Tim and I met in my first year of college back in 1997, and after discovering a shared love of video games have been friends ever since.
Tanya proceeded to tell the entire wait staff and every table within 30 feet that we got drunk in Las Vegas and got married. As a sign of celebration Tanya and the other servers bought us each a shot, a jellyfish I believe it was called, and not wanting to appear rude I consumed it without complaint.
I feel slightly bad about the alcohol, considering my dedication to buddhism and my comments on waiterrant last night, but I suppose it's justified.
Tonight Tim and I went for dinner at Earl's. Earl's is a chain restaurant known for it's classy atmosphere and attractive, young, male and female servers. This evening Earl's lived up to it's reputation.
Our server tonight was Tanya, a gorgeous young blonde that I've known on and off for about 8 or 9 years. After bringing us our drinks and taking our order she wanted to catch up with me, so she sat down with us for a minute or two and asked me to tell her a story.
Tanya had made a comment earlier about recognizing Tim, but she couldn't quite place his face, so I decided to tell her a story about how the two of us met.
It was three years ago, and we both happened to be in Las Vegas, both of us on business. I was there for an electronics show and Tim was there for a conference on the environmental impact of man made chemical compounds, in particular artificial resins.
Tim works primarily as an adviser for the Canadian government. He studies the waste produced as a by-product of the chemical process used to create the resins, as well as the effects they have on the local environment and the water table as the break down over time. He's worked with David Suzuki several times over the last few years and has even assisted with David's presentations once or twice.
A couple months ago the local newspaper and television station both did a piece on Tim; it's pretty surprising that someone so renowned lives in the sleepy little town of Kamloops. Which is probably why Tanya recognized him, but I digress.
Three years previous Tim and I were both in Las Vegas on business, and just happened to be staying in the same hotel. My second night there I couldn't sleep, so I stumbled down to the hotel bar to get a drink. Tim and I ran into each other in the elevator, and after realizing we were both from the same small town in British Columbia decided to get drunk together. Most of the night after that is still a blur, but when I woke up in the morning I was laying in bed beside Tim, naked, and there was a marriage license on the night stand.
At this point in the story Tim's uncontrollable laughter caused me to admit I made the entire thing up on the spot.
Tim and I met in my first year of college back in 1997, and after discovering a shared love of video games have been friends ever since.
Tanya proceeded to tell the entire wait staff and every table within 30 feet that we got drunk in Las Vegas and got married. As a sign of celebration Tanya and the other servers bought us each a shot, a jellyfish I believe it was called, and not wanting to appear rude I consumed it without complaint.
I feel slightly bad about the alcohol, considering my dedication to buddhism and my comments on waiterrant last night, but I suppose it's justified.