Mojitos with Roger Moore

I've been kinda busy. Thanksgiving was cool. Carved me up a turkey. First time I did that. I like cutting stuff up, it was fun. In-laws were not as bad as I made it all out to be, but it was a relief to have them leave. The parade was cool, and frickin' COLD. Ya know, I never realized how big those balloons are until I was standing under them.

(I actually took this pic)

So Saturday night we went out to this kick ass bar called English a few blocks from home. Love this place, their slogany thingy is "Eat well, Drink better". It's in an old 3 story building not too far north of the river on LaSalle. They mix up some GREAT mojitos, and they make them the real way, not the cheesy mixer way. The place has like 21 huge LCD's on the walls and they were showing old Bond movies. Hardwood flooring, nice classy joint, can't believe they let me into places like that.


We were there with group of about 9 people and you'll never believe this one...we started playing drinking games. (nooo...really? drinking games?...at a bar?) Crazy huh? (is the sarcasm getting across? cause I really can never tell if it's obvious enough). But all BS aside, why is it that every time you play Quarters with a big group, about half way through the game "someone" just gets the urge to bounce a quarter into people's drinks when they're not looking. Everyone laughs, but no one feels it necessary to tell the person. And every time, they go to slam their beer everyone loses control. It never gets old, I could...I mean ONE could bounce a quarter into every glass on the table, and every time no one says a word until that coin bounced off a tooth and got spit across the room. Is it really that funny people? Come on, we ARE adults here.

You know what's even funnier...when you bounce one into your wife's drink and she gives you a dirty look and switches glasses with you.

Backtracking a bit here, the James Bond thing was cool. At first it was like, "um...yeah, I am watching 'A View to Kill' while bouncing quarters into shot glasses." But as things would have it, once you become intoxicated the special effects of "Moonraker" become "cutting edge" and "...really advanced for 1979."

At least no one said Timothy Dalton and Pierce Brosnan make better Bond's than Daniel Craig and Sean Connery. We weren't THAT drunk.


So, I have a confession to make. I broke down. I gave in. I caved. I bought an argyle turtleneck sweater...for my dog. Yes, I am that guy. I put a sweater on my dog. Apparently the natural fur coat she comes with, yeah, not warm enough or something. Even worse, I described it to someone as "really cute". What the hell happened to me? Get drunk, watch sports, get in fights, smoke cigars, and never ever put clothing on a dog! Just good rules to live by. Get married...everything changes. At least Dakota is a real dog and not some rat on a leash like so many people 'round here have.

Alright, it's been real, but I need to get up in 5 hours so I can get a workout in before staring blankly at a computer, not sell anything.