Man, what a fucking study in contrast Saturday was.
I didn't want to go anywhere, but I did. I went to Rich O's. I'm not really sure why, but if pressed, I'd have to say that it was because something deep inside me wanted HatGirl to see me in my new glasses and melt with desire.
I'm probably not supposed to say that, but it's okay, because it didn't happen anyway.
First things first, though. I had to get something to eat.
I was on my way to Burger King, and SassyGirl called me. She was thinking about maybe considering coming out. I told her that I was unfit for company, but that it would still be nice to see her if she thought that she could put up with my moodiness. I also promised to let her know if I left Rich O's early, so she wouldn't have to make the long drive, from her home on the dark side of the Moon, for naught.
When I got to Burger King, there were about 11,000 old people in line to order. To make a long story short, I didn't stay. I found myself wanting to say mean things to the old people. Things like, "Please either die or order something already."
Instead of being mean to the old people, I went to Wendy's instead. Yummy. While I was at Wendy's SassyGirl called me to tell me that her girlfriend had unexpectedly gotten off work, so she wouldn't be coming out after all.
When I got to Rich O's. I got to park in the main parking lot again. This is not as exciting when it happens on Saturday as it is on Friday, but it was still pretty cool.
So I went in, and I sat at the bar. In the same seat I'd occupied Friday night, in fact. There were some strangers in the living room area, and a bunch of PBDs in the red room, but that was it. And that was fine with me. I didn't want any company, and I was pretty sure that any company wouldn't want me.
I had myself a Dark Horse Tres Blueberry Stout (60), which was quite good. So good, in fact, that I originally envisioned drinking nothing else all night.
After I'd sat for a while, and enjoyed the solitude, HatGirl sent me a picture of her new dog, and told me that she wasn't coming out. I felt both relief and sadness. Relief because I wouldn't have to feign humanity, and sadness because, well, you know why.
My second beer was an NABC Old Lightning Rod (150). It was also yummy. Anyone that doesn't like it sucks, and anyone that doesn't wish they'd put it on their regular beer rotation also sucks.
I spent quite a bit of my time at the bar trying to let my imagination conjure up suitable company for me. It didn't work though. The image I kept coming up with kept dissolving before I could get any enjoyment out of it. This is progress, I think.
At one point, the strangers left the living room area, so I went and sat on the throne for a while. It was quite boring, and nobody joined me (maybe because I was glaring at everyone that even looked like they were even thinking about sitting down), and I ended up moving back to the bar after about an hour.
Maybe 8.4 seconds after I'd moved back to the bar, the night took a change for the better.
I looked back and ElPresidente and FirstLady were sitting in the living room area. I moved my shit over there, and bullshitted with them for quite a while.
After a while, MusicalHippyDude, GlassesGirl, and HotRedHeadGirl came over and sat with us.
HotRedHeadGirl actually grabbed my arm and made it a point to tell me that she liked my glasses. So she made about the fourth person who's even noticed the things since I got them. It was cool though.
The remainder of the night I spent in a much better mood.
I had one of these:
Aecht Schlenkerla Rauchbier Weizen (17)
(bottle) The first thing I noticed was the color. Very dark - almost like a porter. Not what I was expecting from a weizen. The entire beer, in fact, was not what I was expecting. Instead of toning down the smoke to keep a fair balance with the light-flavored wheat, they left the smoke intact. The result was a smoke beer, with no hint at all of its wheat heritage. This is not to say that I didn't like it, because I did. I just didn't like it as much as I expected to.
Oh yeah, WomanRepellant came in tonight, just as I'd known he would. The guy just cannot hold a grudge.
Also, I got to talk with SpikeBoy for a bit. He was out in the front area with his new girlfriend.
I saw EuchreGirl, but I couldn't get her attention to say hello.
I think that's about it. The entire night was enjoyable. The first half because I was able to have some privacy, and the second half because I was able to talk to some people that I don't get to talk to that much lately.
Maybe I'd have been better off in Indianapolis or St. Louis, but maybe not. It was an okay night.