(I had grand plans to jot down all the events of the weekend as they happened but various things conspired to prevent that, including the infamous Bernie's Rum+Cokes. So this is all you get.)
Friday, June 8
5:30pm - Good news. Our old Rolling Rock bar that we painted ourselves in either 2001 or 2002 was spotted on the front porch of a house on Summit St between 18th and 19th. Felt like a proud papa. Also, Hudik is near Mansfield and still a douche.
We are now putting the finishing touches on a $3 pitcher here at Zigs, because we're super cool. Wanted to go to Ruby Tuesday for dirt cheap Guinness but it was 4:50 and they don't open til 5:00. So that makes us even more super awesome.
I'm getting a sunburn right now.
Saturday, June 9
8:35pm - Sorry I haven't been writing.
40s. Margaritas. Guinness. Also and unnamed illegal vice. Not prostitution.
I'm at a place called Patio and I only now truly feel as though I'm back in Ohio in all its good and all its bad.
8:38 - There is a girl here who can probably squat 275 lbs. And I'm very very mildly turned on.
8:39 - There is also a dude here wearing a LeBron high school jersey. Exploitation at any age is just as fun.
9:25 - There's a LOT of hoochie-mamas walkin around here right now.
9:36 - Tittaaaaaayyss!!
9:39 - I repeat: there are a lot of hoochie-mamas out tonight.
9:59 - You know, Columbus is a lot like NY except I've got sun-charred shoulders and all the girls are having a contest to see who can have the blondest hair.
10:29 - Just my first set of leotards! Yes!! Now I'm in my element.
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please write more. I am not convinced that you are loathing just yet.
yes, sir. the muse has danced before me.
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