Monday, October 07, 2002
I find that the time is appropriate to begin this journey of epic proportions, a journey that will take you far into the depths of the lives of the most awesome chicks on earth (just ask c-child #1), this tale of wonder and excitement that is MY LIFE.
I begin my Friday as any other, excited over the closure of my dear Lamar, and the prospect of no classes till next Tuesday. As I am driving to work the reality of the upcoming commotion of the weekend begins to sink in. With all of the key elements in place the weekend outlook promised all the excitement of an NBC made for tv movie. After a short day at work, like children on holiday, Court and I were given our freedom to roam the state of Texas in search of "THE PERFECT HAT." After procurement of the perfect hat for all parties involved, we moved on to bigger and better pursuits, Cavender's. While browsing it came to our attention that there was a drawing for backstage passes for our wonderful Mr. Green. After having entered the drawing and joked about our winning the passes, we headed back to D-Town for some fun and excitement. Little did we know at this point that our fun and excitement would be a drunken
artist on a cell phone. Yes you all know who it is folks, I don't have to point fingers here. After many hours of persistent persuasion from 3 lovely ladies, alas it was not to be. Our drunken artist was to work through the weekend leaving no time for more enjoyable pursuits.
We awoke Saturday morning "livin on lonestar time" with buckets of beer dancing in our heads. As the excitement of an evening at the Firehouse with old and new friends mounted, so did my impatience. I was about to start beauty routine when I noticed a missed call on the cell and the homeline. T'was the one and only C-Funk calling with important news, the desbelief of my absence evident in her voice. So I return her call and she tells me that SHE was the winner of the Cavender's drawing for backstage passes...
To Be Continued...
♥Oh, so vintage... 11:17 PM
