So I went downtown for two 21st birthdays back to back and the disparity of the events of each were intriguing. Ok...So Andy's 21st was on Saturday. They started out at Flying Saucer (I don't know why that place is so fuckin over priced and full of D-bags, but whatever). He of course had a few there, then we all relocated to Barfly's. Barfly's is ok, kinda chill, kinda grimey, but whatever it was still cool.There Andy had like 2 shots and a beer. Oh BTW, I'm pretty broke so I'm not drinking this entire time. After being at Barfly's for like 30-45, Andy wants to relocate to downtown. By this time he's slurring his speech and his drunken alter ego, Mr. Bodacious, is starting to come out. We get downtown and try to get into Jackalope, but the door guy says Andy is too drunk to come in (Mostly cause his dumbass feels the need to talk to the fuckin door guy like they're good friends). So we go to Wave after Chris and I tell Andy to keep his fuckin mouth shut. Now I hate Wave, like really hate it. It's the same as every other bar on sixth, full of Bros and stupid 6th ST bar skanks, but it's Andy's birthday so I put up with it. Good news is I hit up the Cigarette Fairy (AKA the Camel Rep), bad news is Andy collapses at the bar and gets tossed out the back door. At this point he is black out drunk and completely incoherent. We get the car to him and the asshole takes a swing at me and hits me in the jaw. Well I can't really call it a swing, I think my cat has actually hit me harder, but still if he's looking to get knocked-the-fuck-out that is a quick way to get there. BTW we have pictures and audio recording of all these events, fuckin David Hasselhoff style.

Now on to Day 2. So Melissa from The Future Process invites me out on Sunday for her friend Kevin's 21st. I meet them down at SideBar, once again pretty broke so no drinks for me. We hang out there for a few while I meet everyone. We take off to go to Barcelona, but of course have to make a detour at Jackalope. Couple of more drinks nothing big, but they were playing a movie that I had seen them playing the night before called Splatter: Naked Blood, and this movie is one of the most gruesome things I have ever seen, but that's for another post. We get to Barcelona, which was awesome cause it was dubstep night and I saw some of the old staff from Black and Tan. We feed an Irish Car Bomb to Kevin and he gets a free Lone Star for his birthday. After some light dancing we head up stairs for a cigarette (fuckin smoking ban). After reaching outside, Kevin starts puking all over the sidewalk. We, of course, are instructing him to face the corner or he could get arrested. Once he's finished, we of course have to leave cause there is no way the door guy is going to let him back in after he puked. We decide to head to Elysium for 80's night (why do I always end up there on Sundays, no matter what, I always end up there). One more drink for each of us and ...ooops....Kevin's puking again, but this time in the trash can. Jimmy the security guy had to come up to us and remind us that we had to get him outta there, which we already knew of course. Now most people would see having a guy in the group puking the entire time as not fun, but this kid was a fuckin trooper. Yeah he was puking but he wasn't in anyway belligerent, and he was actually quite composed. So all in all it was just fun watching this kid drink himself into vomiting. Of course we wouldn't let him get alcohol poisoning, but hell, you're only suppose to enjoy the first half of your 21st, right?

I can't seem to get the song DotA by Basshunter out of my head!!! Not many people know the song, so it's more difficult to pass on the curse. See here's the deal: Song stuck in head = curse (with me here). So the easiest way to rid yourself of a fore mentioned curse is to give it to someone else. Doesn't have to be anyone special, just whatever poor bastard you feel fits pawning off the song onto. Now here is where my situation differs. This method is great when it is a well known song, but I have an obscure song stuck in my head = no passing it to anyone else. So I'm probably going to go out tonight so that I can blast it out of my head....a long with my long-term hearing, but life is full of sacrifices.