Oh what a night.
Stopped for a night cap.
Chatted with Chris, Dave, Scott, Kevin, Tim, and Bobbie.
A bus trip?
Count me in.
Ready to leave, when Ray decided to glare, stare and stalk me.
What a hoot!
I didn’t know if he was Rip Van Winkle, or a Duck Dynasty character.
He bought me a drink.
Well, he sauntered over to my table, sat down and wanted to know if I was keeping warm at night.
I have 2 cats.
They would never allow me to get cold.
Besides, I need to go home this instance, and feed them.
Left Ray at the table, wondering what life is all about.
It was a crazy Friday night.
Get me the hell out of here.
Home at last.
Geez, I really need to stop trying to pass the bar.
Oh Wow went out.
Puff Daddy wanted treats.
I really wonder what motivates old folks to keep trying?
To try to connect with an aging table fly?
Notice: I did not say bar fly.
I am a table fly.
Hey Ray: He must be 60 something, still trying to get it on?
Even after I told him my name?
Life is a hoot.
I am happy to be home.
Shopping, of course, for my feline family.
Oh my my.
Oh hell yes.
Time to put on my weekend dress.