A cosmic change (small) in this college town.

Last Saturday was okay..OMIGOSH!! You gotta be shittin' me!!!!  Meander out for a couple of hours to the wine bar, place was packed.  A good band was playing also doing a live recording. So sitting there enjoying my glass of merlot and good music. Off to a dance hall which I didn't make it out the car because I heard some crappy band playing a old 70's song, turn the page.

Before I went back home, hitting another popular spot with tacos and nightly drink specials. I tried the

That's really cough syrup.

Trashcan punch.  A punch alright, punch of blahhh bitter face of puke. My mouth died from the second sip though $2.00 I couldn't take the pain.  Reminded of how your mother chased you around and MAKE you take the nasty cough syrup. With that horrible experience of a shameful concoction leaving the whole drink on the table, proceed to leave until a guy asked me what was I doing.  This is where the cosmic change happened.  He asked me to hang out with his group of friends!! WHAT??? LOL..

Interesting that anywhere I go in travels especially to metro cities its the norm but around here?? You gotta be shitting me!!!! Almost had a acute coronary attack.  While slowly suffering with the garbage drink, he was checking me out hanging out with his friends.  So decided to head off to a local sport/dive bar or hole in the wall as I call it ( raggedy chairs, wobbly pool tables, odd lighting) to hang out.  Slightly awkward because he asked me where do I think he's from. Ummm here? No he said guess again, Ummm Mexico?? Yeah!! he exclaimed.

VIVA MEXICO!!

I'm very excited that you're born in Mexico and raised here in Deep East Texas and that wasn't on my mind at the time of meeting you. Totally understand the conversation opener, but you could have used something a bit better than that. *insert sarcasm*

After playing Crystal Castles's Empathy, watching a beer bottle go SPLAT on the floor and a nice round of pool by his friends it was time to jet back home. He breaks out with a pen and writes his name in my palm and told me to find him on Facebook.

 I do not find people on Facebook on the first meet much less get excited about the wonders of social media.  Who adds people on their FB when hanging out for an hour? Not me, to be frank not my style either. What happened to here's my number? Oh I forgot its called being lazy.  And I'm not desperately seeking ghost friends to fill to a collection on FB #'s either.

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Despite the cosmic change, I still had a nice time meeting new people. It's still a sucky town tho.

And I need to find a microwave to warm up my sandwich gosh I'm starving!!