Last night, a long-standing tradition was broken. I went to have some drinks on Cinco de Mayo.
I didn’t plan it. It just happened. One minute, I’m working on dubbing some spots into the system and the next; I’m pounding pints at Natty Greene’s.
Jason Goodman (afternoon drive 1075KZL) and I hit the bricks for a few rounds just down the street. It didn’t occur to me that it was Cinco de Mayo until we were leaving the building.
Once inside Natty’s, I looked around for Mexicans on party patrol. It was their holiday and I was thinking that Natty’s would be a drinking haven for Mexicans proud about defeating the French Army. Hell, who wouldn’t be proud about defeating condescending smelly guys who don’t like air-conditioning?
Sure, the French are responsible for some great things. Art, fried potatoes, and french cut lacy underwear for women. The french cut is one of my favorites when it comes to women’s undergarments.
Kim Thor, ‘Go Triad’ columnist and web slinger (www.stutteronthetown.com ), knows how to speak their language and she claims that they know a thing or two about fashion. She’s even spent time in their country. Why she doesn’t have any problems with the French overall is a mystery to me.
The whole French revolution should clear up any doubts about how nuts the French can be. After all, they rounded up all the smart people and had them beheaded. That alone says something about the French gene pool.
The French don’t care for Euro Disney and I can’t blame them for that. I don’t like that much about Disney myself so, that’s a plus on their side.
There were no Mexicans in the Natty’s. I couldn’t believe it. For some reason, I thought that the streets would be teeming with partygoers of all races dancing, shooting off guns, and puking into the gutters.
The downstairs bar was covered with barflies so Jason and I went upstairs to check things out. There were plenty of people, but no one was really hugging the bar. We parked ourselves on a couple of barstools and started to chew the fat.
We mainly chatted about JJ McCain (7 to midnight 1075KZL www.jjmccain.com ) and his inability to come to terms with his bad quilting habit. All of his patch working (his funny take on “networking”) is affecting his work. He stays out to all hours of the morning in sewing circles. We’re thinking about an intervention.
As I’m talking with Jason, it becomes quite clear that the bar is populated with drinking white folk. Many of the patrons appeared to be in a good mood, but they didn’t seem to be reveling in the defeat of the French by the Mexican army.
Even though there was soccer on one of the televisions, there were no French people glued to the “action”. I can say that because as I understand it, most Europeans dig soccer. That includes the French even if they hate all of the other Europeans.
There was a table of women in back that were clapping and celebrating every time that a drink was delivered to them. That was a bit odd. There was a guy alone at the bar that looked as if all the bad news that could come his way had paid him a visit.
I kept an eye on that guy. He was real quiet and if you watch even the smallest amount of television, you will always hear about the quiet ones being responsible for killing sprees. I was checking out the place for a spot to hide from a spray of bullets. The nearest exit was in the line of fire and the dumbwaiter looked a little cramped for my fat ass.
Am I too paranoid?
Lets just say that I was highly disappointed with the Cinco de Mayo turn out. Perhaps I expected too much.
I hear through the Teeter Grapevine that you're all about blog comments and less about emails commenting on blog contents, and that I should get on the case since I am a daily reader. I was going to email and explain that I comment a lot, just under random names. But that would be defeating the point. So here I am, randomly commenting, even though my comment is just to say "Hey, I am commenting!"
ReplyDeleteI know deep down, you think I am the Goddess of Thunder...but honestly Eugene, shouldn't you know by now its THORE and not Thor??? :)- Kim
ReplyDeleteI know deep down, you think I am the Goddess of Thunder...but honestly Eugene, shouldn't you know by now its THORE and not Thor??? :)- Kim
ReplyDeleteI know deep down, you think I am the Goddess of Thunder...but honestly Eugene, shouldn't you know by now its THORE and not Thor??? :)- Kim
ReplyDeleteI know deep down, you think I am the Goddess of Thunder...but honestly Eugene, shouldn't you know by now its THORE and not Thor??? :)- Kim
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