todd indebtedness

so i received "just for fun the story of an accidental revolutionary" today from todd. i don't remember why he bought it for me, i think it was for some computer help i gave him, but it might be an attempt to create a feeling of indebtedness towards him, hoping that i will give him some big thing at a later date(it's not gonna happen todd). in all seriousness thank you todd, i'm looking forward to reading it(i've actually gotten to chapter iv already, and i've only had it for 30 minutes).

now on to the evil that was wednesday night. it started around 10:00am when i received a call from carmen telling me that craig and dave had gotten comp tickets to see big bad voodoo daddy at house of blues that night, and would i like to go? i agreed quickly of course, and we decided to meet at 3950 for martinis. it turned out that we had 2 extra tickets, and we spent some time considering what to do with them. we ended up giving them to a couple sitting at the bar. i was the actual delivery agent, and this is how the exchange went down.

---start of cute little intermission story---

dan: what are your plans this evening?
they: huh? (looking at me as if i was a weirdo looking to make a coat with their skin)
dan: it's nothing bad, and it doesn't involve doing anything with me.
they: ok, we don't really have firm plans.
dan: i have 2 extra tickets to big bad voodoo daddy at house of blues tonight, and i'm looking to get rid of them. would you like them?
they: hmmm. that could be cool, how much do you want for them?
dan: nothing, i didn't pay for them, and i certainly wouldn't ask you to pay for them.
they: (looking at me like i'm working some angle) are you sure?
dan: yeah, just enjoy the show.
they: let us buy a round for your table.
dan: (with full knowledge that a round would be $36 plus tax) no, that isn't necessary.
they: are you sure?
dan: yes. have a good time at the show.
they: thank you.

they later tried to buy drinks for us, and we tried to turn them down, and they ended up just buying 1 drink for the whole table. i think they found out how expensive the drinks were and realised that even at full face value the tickets were only worth $40 so it made no sense to spend $36 on drinks for us. anyhow, i hope they went to the show and had fun, i know i had fun giving the tickets away.

---end of cute little intermission story---

so then we went to the show, and all hell broke loose as far as drinking and being drunk and losing my coat and cell phone, finding it again, hitting on girls, giving them my card(how fucking lame and old am i?), doing shots of jack with some girl at the bar, dave waving his penis around hob, not remembering how we got home, falling over in the bathroom and pulling down the shelves in said bathroom, me waking up in the spare bedroom and not knowing how i got there, and being badly hung over for the next day. a vote was taken thursday afternoon, and the decision was a firm "no more of that!"

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