So after a month or so of not drinking, I met up with Scott
and had a couple of beers down at Edinburgh castle. It’s odd how much nostalgia I have for the Tenderloin. All those games of Scrabble with Travis
and Jessie and all those homebrews and potatoes wedges, dear god. Hey Jessie, I looked for the tranny over by the store we would get ice cream from but no luck. Other than that the TL looked like it probably has for the last 100 years. Prostitutes, drug dealers, and hipsters looking for a good time.
Anyway, Scott and I had a couple of beers which was nice since I missed him in Portland last time I went. And while we were talking I suggested that we have a local holiday when he comes. After some further (sober) thought I’ve refined the idea. I think we should have Scott Day once year on a fixed date here in SF. It would work something like this. Lots of beer and hanging out waiting for Scott to make his appearance. When he did there would be great rejoicing and people would cover him in lei’s.
I like the idea of it being mostly people he doesn’t know (though those who know him are welcome), sort of one of those odd SF traditions. A sort of anti-celebrity worship. And it’ll be like the groundhog’s day, some times he’ll show and sometimes he won’t, who can predict such things?
Okay. See this happens a lot. I am completely serious and everyone else thinks I’m an more than slightly odd.
In any case as you all know I’m a lightweight, and after no drinking for 30 days, my condition was not improved. One final observation. I wonder what it means when talking about your friends kid
is actually on of the high points of the evening?
Also, Hi Wendy, thanks for reading, now I feel like less of a Logan stalker. Less, mind you.