The Draw 10

Funny how a dive bar can really be a happenin' place. My friend and I had quite a day yesterday. We went to a Cubs spring training game with this guy I met on OKCupid. We got sunburned and ate a bunch of crap and didn't pay attention much to the game. That was fun. We then went to the "lake" and walked around. I wanted to take him to Casey's but they wouldn't let him in. They apparently only accept passports for foreigners. Boo. We walked back to ze Auto and went home to fetch the passport but instead of going back to Mill, we wound up at my old stomping grounds, the Draw 10. Convenient because it's located next door to my complex and cheap. Usually filled with shady characters. Total bonus. A real slice of Americana for my German visitor.

We had a few drinks. Nothing special. Until we went to the patio. Two young guys were out there. Shortly thereafter a group of very rowdy, obnoxious dudes joined us and all of a sudden we were arguing about sports ("soccer is gay") and socialism. Really heavy shit, you know? The rowdy dudes left and the two young guys joined us. We had a nice conversation about music, politics, life. We were offered shots. Can't say no to that! It turned out be a pretty good night. One of the gentlemen (cute! 26! funny!) asked for my number and was getting pretty fresh but alcohol always makes me silly, so I went with it. My German friend was slightly shocked at how I said I didn't want a boyfriend or a sexual partner, yet I looked about ready to rumble last night. I'm full of contradictions. And appallingly nonsensical. I'm positive I won't hear from the gentleman again. No skin off my back. I had fun last night.

Not sure what to think of the guy I've been talking to from OKCupid either. It's hard to tell if someone is really interested or not. When in doubt, I would say no. But he's been texting me every day since we started talking. And my friend is here so he's probably trying to give me space. I would just like to hang out with him. He's nice and funny and Greek! Opaaaaa! Maybe we can just be friends which is fine with me. It's probably better that way.

Also received another fun surprise last night...heard from the ex. I suppose talking crap about people online isn't exactly the smartest thing to do. But hey, see above about my silliness. It's the internet. I do what I want. This is cathartic and I'm told I'm a good writer so I hope my readers are at least finding this crap entertaining. My goal is to publish a book about men by the time I'm 30. The Draw 10 will definitely play its part!

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