Da Ritz.
May 31, 2001
It seems like every night I go out now, it's another adventure. Just
the way I like it. Woowoo! The 31st I went to the Ritz and ran into some short stocky buzzcut mexicano guy. He immediately began complaining to me about some jerkwad whapping him on the neck with a pool cue. As he did this he made short chopping motions bouncing his hand off my neck. I thought I had done something to piss him off. I thought he was angry. Fuckin weird.
His cute roommate convinced us to come chill at their place afterwards. The scene was pretty mellow, mainly highlighted by short buzzcut guy being totally obnoxious. They were so chill it made me wonder why they had him as a friend. I got into a conversation with an ex-law student turned philosophy teacher about superstring theory and how we perceive four dimensions, etc. Then short buzzcut guy threw a beer can and cursed at some guy relieving his bladder in an alley across the street.
Buzzcut guy chided me all night for being a hippie, and Rico Suave with a choker, and a "swinging sausage". I think his sausage probably doesn't swing quite like he'd like. It was SO obvious that he needed to be the center of attention 24/7. He was mean and agressive. It took me back to junior high. I love Austin because I don't have to deal with ignorant, aggressive mudder fukers too often.
Overall the night was fun. The highlight had to be Karyn staying up till 6am talking to sexy blonde roommate guy. After I left I was told that obnoxious short penis boy beat up some frat boy on the street.
If the world could be made a better place by people dying, I think he would probably be on that list.
Evan