I went to Sugar Daddy's last night. It's a bar in Scottsdale.
Ah, Scottsdale. It's a magical land, where mixed drinks and fake breasts rival each other in costliness and lack of substance.
I had a pretty good time there, overall.
I'd never been to that bar before. It was fun being in a new place with old friends. We sat and talked and lounged and drank and smoked and laughed. All of this conjuctive activity was a strain on my sleep-deprived body.
I zombied over to the bar and ordered a Red Bull (energy drink) mixed with Jack Daniel's (whiskey that shares the bottom-shelf with the likes of Jim Beam and Canadian Mist).
Ol' Goldstein had me try one when I was visiting him in Cali and I found the drink quite delightful, if not bio-chemically very confusing.
The bartender handed me what appeared to be a glass full of ice and then charged me roughly the cost of a six-pack of Kiltlifter and a 40 of Mickey's.
I was pissed.
I sulked back to the group with my pitiful drink. I took a sip. Yup, it tasted just like a glass of ice.
I tried to nurse my drink. Even taking the meagerest of sips at a time, I finished it in a little under six seconds.
I resisted the urge to shake my fist at the heavens and shout "Fool me once, Scottsdale..."
I set my glass of ice down and went back to lounging. I was doing well. We all were, in fact. Donovan, Alan, Matt, Mai, Lauren, Dan M, Eric, were all snugly nestled on pillows in the pseudo-couch corner. It would have made a great picture.
Someone else thought so, too. A lady with a Polaroid camera appeared out of the shadows and asked if we would all like our picture taken. One of us asked, "Well, how much is it?"
"Five bucks," she answered.
I guess I was still mirfed about my crappy expensive drink because I bolted upright. "Five bucks?!" I shouted. But I can see these assholes for free!"
Mai and Lauren immediately began pelting me with pillows so I didn't see Picture-Lady's reaction. I uncovered my face in time to see her storm off around the corner.
I guess she took my joke as well as I took the bartender's.
*Bonus Points for finding the words in this post that aren't real!
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