Less of a funk ass mood…

I think maybe that its going my way once again. We listened to Trace a while in hopes that he doesn’t become one of the Soggy Bottom Boys in requesting current song after song, I even requested Jacks “You’ll think of me” song and Trace nailed it. The night was young and so are we, playing a few games of pool makes everything alright. Around mid game 3 the nice waitress came bounding up with a tray full of drinks and a note on a napkin “HB2U” damn it!! I forgot my Bar note decoder ring! Since around two years ago and the fiasco of rhohipnol I refuse to take a free open drink, thanked her and returned to my game, two seconds later she returns with an unopened beer and assured me she pulled it from the cooler herself. I glanced around the bar opened the beer and raised it in a motion of thanks and resumed my game once more. 30 minutes later another note and unopened beer arrived “N many more” ok, this isn’t fun anymore or is it? I asked the girl who wanted to spend 6 bucks on me, she smiled and said 20 a tip was included to keep my mouth shut. Curious, I looked for my ex to be around with baby in tow or Jacks goofy smile in a dark corner. Nope, none to be found so I decided to take a break from the smoke and music and get a breath, my cell rang. “Shit!!” to my relief it was Amy, we talked for a few minutes, she was distressed about work and chomping chips. The added distraction helped me and we all decided to move to another pub to listen to Trace’s competition. Ten minutes into the jam another tray of drinks and same dumb ass note “enjoy“. Ok, this wasn’t funny --- or is it? Since Chris and Trace and the mob are huge pranksters I chose not show any reaction. Lets see what happens tonight.