The theme of my blog this week was started with the previous entry, and will continue with this one. It's... funny (or embarassing) things I've done in the past.
One of the most drunken nights I ever experienced was mostly caused by a bartender at a place called JR's in Houston, Texas, when I was an undergrad. It's a gay bar, of course, and I went there that night with a straight friend (on whom I had a crush, of course) who was "doing research" for a role he was playing in an upcoming play for our theatre department. He was playing a gay man, so he wanted me to show him the clubs.
Anyhow, when we got there, they were doing a margarita special. We had a few of those, then decided they weren't strong enough. So we switched. I remember a couple of mind erasers, which, in case you don't know, is a rocks glass with a shot of kahlua, a shot of vodka, and some soda, and two straws. You suck it down (two straws for more volume of alcohol to go more quickly into your system). After that, the barman decided we should try mind erasers with a kick -- Jagermeister instead of Kahlua. I am not sure exactly what happened after that... at least, at the bar.
I know that we left the bar and went to the parking lot. We took one look at his car, and I said, "Dude, there's no way we're sober enough to drive." He agreed with me, so we went back into the bar and asked them to call us a taxi. They did - and even paid for it to take us back to campus. (Which makes sense - if we'd have driven and had an accident, at least in Texas law, the bar can be held liable.)
When we got back to campus we were drunk enough that we almost had sex. We were close. I think I even felt his dick through his khakis. But he left and went to his dorm room before anything good happened.
Yes, I remember most of one of my drunkest nights ever. I know, that's pathetic, but deal with it.
Posted by Jon at August 5, 2003 12:59 AM | TrackBack