So Friday night I ended up at Drinkers in Center City, where I drank a classy 40oz to freedom... Again, another bar that took me back to my high school days as they play the soft tunes of taking back sunday and saves the day. Me and the DJ had a moment. Well I thought it was a moment. He just thought it was annoying.
Eventually we ended up at voyeur.......... it was fine. Paid a 12 dollar cover to be surrounded by sweaty dudes rubbing up against each other.
Anyways,
Yesterday my roommates and I headed into the city for our personal version of the "erin express," I referred to it as the shamrock shimmie... With bags over our feet (well I wore my industrial size boots that make my whole body about 10 degrees warmer-- which on the train didn't seem like a problem but once we got into the bar.... sweat-town) we played cheers to the governor (a great drinking game thats really easy and funny to do and everyone should learn how to play) shouting out 69! and Happy St. Patty's Day, thinking our hilarity entertaining to all... when in reality is obnoxious.
We arrived at the Irish Pub on 12th and Walnut, where it was so hot the walls were sweating, as well as my feet. After buying ourselves one round, we proceeded to fill our drinks with beers from our purses..... classy girls.
As we booked it to the train we ended up missing it and had to take a cab home... but not before col "relieved" herself on suburban stations ground- sort of a fuck you to the train leaving with out us.
Came home, stuffed my face, power napped, and rallied to JDs in Manayunk... where I only spent a little over an hour before- I burned myself out this week, but not before I saw more high school friends, and one from grade school too. Its always really great seeing how people really come into themselves in college. Especially when you don't see someone for so long, its like someone hit the fast forward button. Kit has this really great Kurt Cobain thing going on and Chris sort of a professor type that rocks cowboy boots.
This reminds me, I'm reading Chuck Klosterman's new book "Eating the Dinosaur." He does this crazy comparison of Nirvana's "In Utero" to the David Koresh crisis that occurred in Waco, Texas. Although, he is only comparing them because they happened to occur in the same year, Klosterman makes a point that both Cobain and Koresh were God-figures who are an interesting example of human nature. "It is fascinating and stupid to see adults destroy things on purpose." Cobain, attempting to separate his true followers from the rest of America (by creating a CD that no one would actually enjoy, or so he thought), destroyed himself for that failure. Koresh was destroyed by others (the compound in Waco was destroyed by a fire-- Klosterman believes the US government burnt it down, but no one has ever been able to figure it out) for succeeding at the same goal.
It is crazy how destructive we truly can be to ourselves and others.
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