Friday night starts with a debate among Art, Gavroche and myself as to whether we should brace for the trip to the city or stay local. After much hand-wringing, we decide on a local evening and jump into Beirut. The matches are pretty even with almost everyone getting a couple victories in a row in. We then head out and stop at the first bar near home which is Glow.
Glow is a hard bar to figure out. The crowd is never quite the same, sometimes it's really packed and at other times you wonder if perhaps you walked into a time machine and came out on a Tuesday night instead of Friday. Friday was in between and after being left out to dry by Gavroche as a very unattractive young lady approached me for a conversation, we decide to get out of there. Right around now, Da shows up with John which amps the energy of our motley crew up considerably.
Art wants to go to McGovern's. Now, the last time we were at McGovern's, about a month or so ago, Art almost got in a fight with a guy. I remind him of this and make the case to go somewhere else. He insists and eventually there we are at McGovern's. Everything is going ok for a little bit. I buy him a shot, he's talking to a girl, things are cool. Then, as I come back from the restroom, Gavroche explains that Art has picked a fight with some guy with a mohawk. I leave promptly and walk next door to Mr. Pizza Man. I sit down and have a conversation with someone who I can't remember now, and when the food comes and she's gone, we decide to trek to Heidi's Pies.
It's weird...it seems a little bit short and sweet in the post, but Friday night in Mateo was a shit show. Just ask Art...he was hung over until about 7pm the next day.
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