There are some times when you just can’t get enough of your friends. Such is the case with Sleepless, MyFace and I. Even though we spent the weekend together, we felt it was important to hang out, yet again, tonight.
I had introduced Sleepless to my cheap little sushi joint on Sunday and, no surprise, she sent me a text asking that MyFace and I join her there tonight, pre baseball game. Not one to want to miss out on a fine dining experience with friends, I quickly made my way.
MyFace and I devoted the weekend to helping Sleepless “evolve.” We introduced her to fine wines, both white and red, and I shared absinthe with her (courtesy of It Is Cheese – thank you very much). On the way to the restaurant I received a text from Sleepless telling me she had experienced a devolution and was drinking white zinfandel, again. It wasn’t really my response that concerned her – it was MyFace’s response that had her scared. Sure enough, just like she could tell I didn’t check may bag several trips ago, MyFace spotted the “discrepancy” from a half mile away. Sleepless was quick to apologize and MyFace informed her, “It’s OK, it was my favorite once too…we all devolve every now and again.”
After enjoying the baseball game I dropped MyFace off at her car and met up with Sleepless and some of her friends at a local bar. I’ve been to the bar several times, but this was the first time they let me in. One of the guys in the group was very interested in Sleepless’ friend, Unseen. Unseen is beautiful and a bit of a fittie. Very Interested was doing his very best to get Unseen’s phone number in an attempt to rendezvous later. At one point, as I was speaking with Unseen, I noticed Very Interested was very interested in Unseen’s twins. I questioned Very Interested and he stated he was not looking and wouldn’t look until they were married. Sight unseen. Right.
As the night progressed Tile was sharing her views about life, love and other matters when the topic of hair was presented. The guys in the group were quick to provide commentary, however, one of the girls in the mix said it best, “We (girls) aren’t all into bald guys. Sometimes we just wake up one day and realize the guy we are with is bald.” Like one’s wine preferences, baldness evolves.