Phoenix, take 2
Man, I have that Blue October song "Hate Me" running through me head non-stop. I found myself humming it at the store today, which I'm sure made my fellow shoppers feel all tingly about me. Must . . . sing . . . different . . . song . . . now.
Back to Phoenix.
Friday night, after the road rage incident, Cole, his friend Pat, and I went to a different bar. One that would hopefully not feature bullets or cops. So we went to Alice Cooper's bar (oh yes) Cooperstown. The waitresses had to wear make-up a'la Cooper. It was nice.
The best part about this bar was the fact that there was a two-man singing/guitar-playing band. These guys themselves weren't that spectacular, but the middle-aged men who kept demanding eighties metal songs of them were. You just haven't lived until you've seen a guy in a polo shirt do Axel's snake dance. Sex-ay. But they were entertaining.
The next day featured a delicious breakfast of waffles. Damn, I loves me some waffles. This was followed by a trip to a truly great new and used bookstore. Where Cole might have bought me some early birthday presents. My birthday, in case you are wondering, is a rapidly-approaching mere 38 days away. I loves me a good birthday, too.
Anyways, I'm bored with Phoenix so that's about it. Caught my flight and came back to Pullman. Off to Portland in two days, and then I think I'm stuck here for the next month or so. Which *subtle hint* is about when my birthday is.
Back to Phoenix.
Friday night, after the road rage incident, Cole, his friend Pat, and I went to a different bar. One that would hopefully not feature bullets or cops. So we went to Alice Cooper's bar (oh yes) Cooperstown. The waitresses had to wear make-up a'la Cooper. It was nice.
The best part about this bar was the fact that there was a two-man singing/guitar-playing band. These guys themselves weren't that spectacular, but the middle-aged men who kept demanding eighties metal songs of them were. You just haven't lived until you've seen a guy in a polo shirt do Axel's snake dance. Sex-ay. But they were entertaining.
The next day featured a delicious breakfast of waffles. Damn, I loves me some waffles. This was followed by a trip to a truly great new and used bookstore. Where Cole might have bought me some early birthday presents. My birthday, in case you are wondering, is a rapidly-approaching mere 38 days away. I loves me a good birthday, too.
Anyways, I'm bored with Phoenix so that's about it. Caught my flight and came back to Pullman. Off to Portland in two days, and then I think I'm stuck here for the next month or so. Which *subtle hint* is about when my birthday is.
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