One Wild Night
That would just about sum up my Friday night. It was crazy and surreal and did I mention that I didn't get home until 6am? Yeah that's right sportsfans...I'm not as old as I feel sometimes. It happened like this:
Havin' as much fun as you can in your clothes
Margarita had me feelin' alright
Just might be I found religion
I've been on my knees for half of the night
I'm rolling the bones with Jimmy 'no dice'
Gonna take him for a couple weeks' pay
Man, if you lose this roll I take your girlfriend home
So I stopped
But you're not gonna believe who comes walking out
One wild night (blinded by the moonlight)
One wild night (24 hours of midnight)
One wild night (I stepped into the twilight zone
And she left my heart with vertigo)
One wild night (hey, c'est la vie)
One wild night (welcome to the party)
One wild night (life is for the living so You gotta
live it up, come on let's go)
One wild, one wild, one wild, one wild night
Grace and I had S over for dinner. He had been bugging us about when we were going to make him dinner (remember he signed our lease a few months ago to get us into this fabulous place? we owed him) so we told him to pick a night...he picked Friday so there we were. We had dinner (it was fantastic, Grace) and watched movies. We watched Spy Game and Three Kings (I was in the mood for BDU's ok?? So not my fault...hehehe) Anyway, at about 11:45 or so, my phone rang...it was Clark.
He was having a meltdown like no other. Ok, so that's not the perfect word choice since he's had other meltdowns like this...but not for a while. Anyway, it was brutal...I actually cried on the phone and ya'll know how infrequently I cry. But he was talking like he has given up on everything and everyone, himself included of course. It broke my heart to hear him like that and to know that he still only lets me in part of the way. Anyway, we had a long talk and I told him that I was coming over...he was completely drunk at that point.
He asked to talk to Grace and she told him (among other things) that we were coming over so he better stay put. I raced the 30 miles between my house and his and when we got there, he was a wreck. I got him into the car and since he wanted to go "out" I decided that we would head out to G's bar.
He was too drunk to drive, so for the first time in three years, I drove us. See, he's one of the best drivers I've ever seen...sober or drunk. One of the first things I ever heard anyone say about him was that, "Clark can drive anything with wheels and many things without." It's true...another thing that is true: he's a bitch when he's not driving...the worst "back seat driver" ever!! Leave it to a streetracer! ;-) Anyway, we got to G's bar just fine...and just in time to miss last call.
Fortunately, we know the bouncer so he let us in to see G anyway. She asked us to stick around 'til she closed so we could hang out. So Grace and I entertained a drunk Clark until the bar cleared out. We ended up helping G clean the entire bar...it was actually a lot of fun. Then the four of us stayed there until 5am playing bar games, shooting pool and drinking.
It was a blast!! Clark settled down, the three of us girls got to give him a bad time...and he and I got to spend time together...something that has been too far and few between for my taste. I beat him at pool (he forgot that i used to skip class in high school to go to the pool hall and take old men for their quarters.) ;-) and he kicked my arse at the word game machine they have there...Clark plays dumb...but the man can spell...even drunk.
We finally all left around 5 and I was the only sober one...I had three fun, loud and amusing drunk asses in my car...I was a bit tipsy after the shots that we did...but ya'll know I won't drive if I'm not sober. So it was no thang...actually, by the time we left, I would have trusted Clark to drive...even though he'd been drinking...the man has incredible concentration. So not the point...the point is, G gives terrible directions. It was a good thing that Clark knew where we were going, because G had no idea. She finally resorted to yelling out: Audrey's side or Clark's side depending on whether I needed to turn left or right. It was hilarious!!
Anyway, last night was nothing like I thought it would be...but it turned out to be one of the best nights any of us had had in a long time!! I do feel a little bad that Clark has drills this weekend...he had a PT test at 8 am this morning...I'm pretty sure he didn't sleep at all last night...hehehe. At least he had fun...and so did the rest of us. ;-)
posted by Audrey @ 1:43 AM
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