MOONLIGHT DRIVES AND MIDNIGHT LIES

Sunday, March 19, 2006

I GO SALSA DANCING WITH MY CONFUSION

::movie:: Flight Plan and Dave Chappelles Block Party
::music:: Orange Peel Inn ~ Slowcoaster

The pub crawl I mentioned in the last post turned out to be a hit. I think that Pickles, McCardle and I turned out to be the life of the party. We altered our shirts with a little bit of fabric paint and went as Merlin, Iceman, and Maverick respectively. We also brought along name tags, and distributed them amoung the crowd, giving out names worthy of James Bond beauties. I, as usual went as Ron Jeremy.

Spring Break came and went in a flash. I was able to spend it watching movies and drinking with friends so it was a pretty good week. I hit up Slowcoaster on saturday night at the wave. They had the floor covered with sand for a volleyball tournament which made walking around tedious at best. I saw a lot of people I know, including Blake, Owen, Fisher, Nick, Gill, and Emma. Along with the charlottetown mafia: StephANIE, Melissa and Heather. All I remember from the night is spiking a beach ball at random people, Blake pulling at my beard, and Gill and I trying to do a new handshake that would make The Fresh Prince and Jazzy Jeff blush.

Tuesday stephANIE rode out to the country side to pick my carless ass up before heading to Hunters for some more alcohol and music. By the end of the night we were belting out the tunes along with the band and admiriing the cougar, she was a hotty! Afterwards, ANIE and I went back to murphs where we found a very intoxicated Adam. We listened to some tunes and tried to watch some Grizzly Man.

Thursday was RETURN TO THE WAVE night. Sam Roberts was playing apparently, I only remember hearing Don't Walk Away Eileen, and Brother Down. I pulled the chute early, and ended up at Gill's place. She had some friends over and we all shot the shit between the intermitant snoring til 4am. Took a cab home and fell asleep eating Cool Ranch Doritos. This turned out to be a bad idea since I ended up waking up in a bed of crumbs.

St. Patricks Day turned out to be an exciting night. We all drank at Jason and Brads, watching Boondock Saints, Old School and a bit of Zoolander. The highlight of the night involved me, McCardle and a samurai sword. It was a showdown.

On a whim I shaved my beard into a handle bar mustache....prepare to die laughing...




Thats all for now...I'm out like Brian Fantana.

2 Comments:

Blogger gillian said...

Thanks for the pick-me-up! :)

9:50 PM  
Blogger Martha-Anne said...

Hehehe. Love the moustache, Josh.

Cougars are hot.

10:09 AM  

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