Ousted, Jumped and Saved

Jan 19, 2008 13:04

Jesus Christ, last night was wild. To start off let me say, I have been obliterated in plenty a bar before and NEVER been kicked out of one. On Wednesday I went to the Doll Hut in Anaheim to see the US BOMBS. It was a BLAST. On the last song (Jaks) everyone got on the stage and started dancing like Duane Peters. FUCKING LOVE his performances always. He is my favorite performer in all of punk rock. ....ANyways one of the opening bands was called LOS CREEPERS, they rocked. I was bored as hell last night and searched the web and found out they were playing at the ANARCHY LIBRARY in Downey. Coincidentally that was the last show my Texas band (troublebound) ever played. So I played there in 2002. Then oddly enough last weekend I decided to check it out again and it was ok. So I went last night. Both last week and last night I took the train from Redondo Beach. Its about 500 yards of a walk from the train station in Norwalk to the Anarchy Library. Anyways, I got there early like at 7:50 and the first band did not start until like 9pm. In the mean time I noticed the Bartender was extremely hot. SHe initiated conversation after I had been there a while by asking me my name. I was like woo hoo. Then she even initiated physical contact by touching my hand cause she like the convo we were having. It was about how women dont really care about the compliments thier husbands/bf's give 'em cause its expected. Also how when other women give em a compliment it helps WAY more. ALso how the sex is less when they dont feel comfortable with thier own bodies. SHe told me how she didn't realize that until after she got a divorce. She said yeah, women are just nut jobs that way. It was such a good convo. Then she had to leave a little before the bands started. I though she was gonna leave out of the front so I went to smoke to try and get her number. But she left out of the back =( Then I didn't see her anymore and she was replaced by some fat dude. Blah.

OUSTED

Well the SEX MACHINES were the openers and started playing (9:15ish), by this point I was drunk. I was right in the front cheering and dancing and giving the singer hi-5s, yes I only do that when Im drunk. I was "YEAH, SEX MACHINES ROCK!!!" I kept cheering and spilt my drink on myself, everyone else was just standing around like boring dumbasses. Then the next thing I remember some bouncer grabbed me then shoved me out the door and told me to get the fuck out. Now when I am drunk AND mad thats not good. He pissed me the fuck off. I was trying to tell him I took the train all the way from Redondo Beach and he was like "I dont give a fuck, blah blah blah"
I was like, "Was I starting shit with somone?!"
Im Like "I never even fought in my life.
He's like "I dont care, your just too drunk"
I was like "Dude, you want a tip, here, here's 25 bux" He said he didn't want my money, then he starts saying he's gonna call the cops,
Im like "For what, what the fuck did I do?!" next he pulls out the mace, and says if I dont scram he's gonna spray me, as soon as I saw the mace I ran and was like "AAAAHHHHH!"
Then I was like "Fuck you bitch! Fuckin' dick!"
He was like "Get the fuck outta here!" I gave him the finger as I was walking away then started to head back to the train.

JUMPED
So Im stumbling back to the train. There is only one rough part of the walk, through shady territory, which is where you cross the "river". There is tagging all over and no lights. Its really creepy. Here is a map:



So I stumble to the bridge and just as I get there like 10 mexican chicks, look like teens, maybe early 20s are crossing. They actually looked kinda cute from what I can remember, they were dressed sort of rockabillyish. I was really having a hard time walking. I think I bumped into one of em. Then, suddenly they all started kicking my ass, and what the fuck am I gonna do, swing on girls? I was wasted, I fell, scraped my knee, elbow and wrist, then they started kicking me on the ground, and I think I either passed out, was knocked out, or just lost consciousness somehow. I don't know how long I was out, but when I woke up I was face down on the ground, my wallet was infront of my face about 12" away and I didn't have my glasses on. Then I started yelling in the ghetto in the middle of the night going "Hey, where are my glasses, I cant see shit". I found em on the ground like 3 feet away. All the money in my wallet was gone. There was like 60$, whatever.

SAVED

Then I was so pissed, instead of crossing the "river" and continuing on to the train, I walked down the river "embankment" and starting yelling in spanish saying "Im gonna find you bitches and kill you off one by one" "Fuck you putas!" I was flipped the fuck out. Suddenly some blonde blue eyes comes stolling along and I put up my fists and was like "HAAAAHH YYEEAHH" Jacky chan style. SHe was like calm down dude. I was like, I just got my ass kicked by 10 mexican chicks. She does, well sounds like you could have used one of these: And she pulles out a spring loaded knife with like a 7 inch blade. I was oh fuck yeah dude.

Im like: I just trying to get to the green line train to get back to Redondo, then they jumped me for no fucking reason.
She was like: come with me Ill give you a ride, where you headed?
ME: South Torrance
Her: COme on, lets go back the other way, you have to get me gas though
We go to a gas station, and she sees some black dude (gangsta type) and starts to say hello and she gives him a ride first. Then she took me all the way home. She parked the car and and we went to the CVS next door for more booze. All the way home we were talking and I kept flirting with her. I literally just got in my underwear and hopped in bed. She was on the computer, oddly enough I checked the internet history, and she was checking the country sherriff criminal registry and the AA site. I was trying to get her to hop in the sac by saying she couldn't handle me in bed anyways (reverse phych) but I passed out. The last thing I remember she was on my internet and I woke up this morning. There was a note on my computer desk saying

"Alex,
I called my sponsor 2 pick me up...they'll be here soon...
stay well
-me"
So, yeah, that was my night. Now I have to take the bus to get my car which is still parked at the station. Luckily I still have my id's and credit cards. I do not know where my phone is. I called my phone from my pre-paid and its off. I might have left it in the blond chicks, van. I dont know how to get a hold of her.

So yeah. FUCKING WILD
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