Aug 30, 2009 14:16
Went out to the Deadhorse last night.
Nice place.
Different from any other bar in this city.
It's an 'alternative' bar.
Meant for the punk/rockabilly types.
My kind of place.
I don't go there as often as I'd like.
Pete texted me and asked if I'd like to go.
I said sure.
Gathered up Nick and Wes to join the festivities.
Wes and I were already pretty buzzed last night.
We had started drinking before we left.
We didn't know we would end up going out to a bar.
Either way, it worked out, going to a bar already feeling good.
Only had to buy a couple of brews to feel even better.
Overall, it was awesome.
One thing I noticed last night;
I'm more known than I'd like to be.
Sorta.
Having a reputation when you didn't know you had one is pretty cool.
Half the people I talked to, I didn't know.
They knew me.
They knew who I was.
What I've done.
The 'crazy' shit I've gotten myself into.
Like I said, pretty spiffy sometimes.
The bands that played were either:
A) Shitty
B) Really shitty
C) Terribly okay
D) Getting fucked by a bear seems more enjoyable than this
It was a good night.
Near the end,
We stepped out for some fresh air.
Wes needed a smoke.
Hanging out there was neat.
Then at the Tejano bar next door a fight broke out.
Two mexicans on wearing white and the other wearing black.
Duking it out.
A good 'ol fashioned donnybrook right on the sidewalk.
A COP appears!
The COP uses "stop!"
It has no effect!
WHITE SHIRTED MEXICAN uses "PUNCH" on cop!
COP is hit!
COP goes into a rage!
Uses METAL CLUB!
(by the way it was one of those boss fucking nightsticks, that you flick and *WHAM* INSTANT WEAPON)
IT'S SUPER EFFECTIVE!!
WHITE SHIRTED MEXICAN is stunned!!
COP uses APPREHEND!!
IT'S SUPER EFFECTIVE!!
WHITE SHIRTED MEXICAN fainted!!
Yes I just used pokemon as a reference to describe how a cop attained one of the brawlers.
Yes, I am awesome.
The cop picks up the dude in the white shirt and he's SOAKED.
I'm talking red faced.
He was the red skull.
Except not a Nazi.
Or a communist.
Nor was he fighting Steve Rogers.
After it was all settled and the dust cleared,
This lady from the bar next door(where the fight took place)
Yelled at us calling us a bunch of 'stupid-asses'.
...even though the fight took place where she was from.
Jeez.
Anyway.
We decided to leave on that note.
We opened the night pissing on some dudes truck.
End the night watching a bloody fist fight.
The tazers were drawn but weren't used.
Kinda bummed.
Still, blah night, turned awesome.
Got to throw back a couple of brewskis with my buds.
It was a nice change.
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