yup, i got drunk. very drunk last night... well not that bad, i ain't a zombie. I can still hold conversation and i don't have a headache as such. Light seems to hurt though, so the curtains are closed...Last night was yet another night out with old best friend, turned new best friend again, James Pritchard. No pictures of the night, he took them all and every time he does, he doesn't upload them (hes not technically minded at all).
It started off well. We went to a Wetherspoons, which is always a good place to start off. Plenty of eye candy there. Couldn't stop myself doing the usual "man's stare", which was noticeable for every woman i was looking at. I should really try and be more discrete. Not sure if the beer there was watered down, but i was knocking them back quite quickly. Even the pro who goes out with us was surprised at the rate i was knocking them back. Normally, i am a slow drinker preferring to soak in the atmosphere and taking occasional sips every now and then, but last night something came over me and i just knocked them back lol.
After there, I persuaded the two i was out with to go to a neighbouring town to sample their clubs. Didn't go to plan really. The place i wanted to take them to had closed down recently. oh well. So i ended up taking them to another Wetherspoons, where yet again i was staring at bums. I have an attraction to booty i realised not so long back, so i tend to take long looks lol. Saw a few friends from when i used to go for nights out in Runcorn when i lived there. It was good to see them again. After a few drinks there, we headed to the local rock club, The Dog House, owned by my cousins boyfriend. Got a free round of drinks from her. There was a rocking band on, can't remember their name, but they rocked. James and Al, who prefer clubs opted that we go and travel back to Widnes and go to the usual clubs. So we jumped in a taxi.
Upon arriving back in Widnes, the taxi dropped us off at BBs, a small club, normally packed like sardines and hardly no room to move. There are no big clubs locally. For them you'd have to travel to a big city (normally Liverpool, Warrington or St Helens). When exiting the taxi, Al tried to jump down some steps, but ended up on his ass. Then Mr Accident Prone here tried to do the same thing and ended up on the floor as well. lol. We quickly made our way into the club. The fall though made me quite queasy and i quickly made my way out again to be sick. (nice...) met a friend out there, who escorted me back in. Once in though i settled and got a drink down me i was fine. Made my way onto the dance floor and danced quite well, which is shocking. hips swaying and all that. Danced with a few ladies on the dance floor. However, upon trying to dance behind one of them, i got shrugged away and her friend started telling me "don't go there", must have been taken or something. I got disheartened by that, thinking it was all me, but I quickly got over it and got back with all the dancing.
After all that was over, i set off for home. Its about 15 mins to get home walking, which goes by fast when you are pished (pished = scottish slang, meaning totally drunk). Upon arriving at home at around 3am, i collapsed into bed. Good night accomplished.
Before going out however, i was bit concerned for my dad. He hit the whis
key a bit hard over past few days. Mostly due to his girlfriend, Jan taking a trip up north to her hometown in Scotland to visit family. Jan acts as an "emotional anchor" for my dad, meaning that she keeps him in line. To cut a long story short, my dad is still grieving after my mum dying a while back. They were married for 30+ years and he loved her more then words can explain, he never quite got over her death. The picture to the right shows my dad with my mum. A quite poignant picture taken on one of their trips to Ireland. They wanted to buy a cottage or bungalow somewhere in Ireland when they retired. It never happened. Quite saddening really that their dreams never were fulfilled. Jan being the "void-filler", keeps him grounded and stable. He goes into depression whenever she leaves or is away for any length of them.Anyways, the reason i was concerned for my dad before going out was the fact that he fell over quite hard and cut his face up quite badly. He was bleeding quite hard. After patching up the best that i could, he went sleep again. Seeing my dad like that wasn't an experience i care to see again. I roasted him this morning for getting so bad that he can't even walk. His face was swollen real bad and he looked a mess. He apologised and said he'd stay off the whiskey. fair enough. Will have to keep an eye on him to make sure he is ok.
On a lighter note, a blog by my good friend Emma, got me thinking of kids shows from back in the day when i was a little kid and in doing that, thought more about my own childhood.
Here's a list of some of the cartoons i remember.
Bananaman -Eric Twinge... the boy who lived at 29 Acacia Road... lived an incredible double life. As a nerdy schoolboy, and whenever he ate a Banana, he turned into Bananaman! Awesome cartoon.
The Mysterious Cities of Gold - Series about 3 kids, Esteban, Zia and Tao, searching for the lost City of Gold. The theme tune sticks in my mind. It is eerily cool.
The Real Ghostbusters - Popular 80s cartoon inspired by the film 'Ghostbusters'. The cartoon featured Ray, Egon, Winston and Peter, fighting against all sorts of ghosts and goblins.
As you can see, I loved Ghostbusters.He-Men - A kick-ass cartoon. If you don't know it, you haven't lived. I had all the figures and watched it religiously.
Thundercats - "When their home planet of Thundera blows up, the people on the planet, Thunderians leave in their spaceships. Liono, leader of the Thundercats is a mere child but through time and space grows into a man and can then lead the Thundercats, with of course the trusty Sword of Omens that would obey his every command. The Thundercats crash landed on a planet that they named 3rd Earth where they encountered an enemy from there home world... Ssslithe who had his minions, and the threat of the evil Mummra." One of my all time faves. Even from a young age, I was under the influence of meaty guitar riffs, the theme tune rocked. Check it out below
wow this blog was long, but hopefully its been a good read. ciao!
2 comments:
Whoo you ladies man!
Good to hera you had a really good time last night. Boo to the girl who had a go but nvm, we all do it, we just dont realise the impact we have when we do!
hope ur dad is okay now too, must be incredibly hard for him.
Retro cartoons are the shizz aren't they? Cept I dont think much to ur smelly boy taste :P
I watched He-Man, Thundercats and The Real Ghostbusters. Those were the days. I hate the cartoons they have on nowadays, except The Simpsons.
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