Drunk Sober Dialing

Fun night with the blogger boys last night (FARB, Michael, PatCH, MAK, Bob). Cocktails, conversation and cruising at the Duplex. For some reason, PatCH was on his best behavior. No stealth shots. It was strange waking up without a hangover today.

As usual, we drunk dialed, but since we weren't actually drunk (maybe three or four drinks each) it was sober dialing. Perhaps buzz dialing at most. We called Zenchick (but she couldn't hear us according to PatCH . . . I don't know since no one handed me the phone), MAK's mom, Homer, Zenchick again (who regaled me with tales of Goblin's birthday party), Bradykins, and Hot Toddy who had the audacity to be out. Since I still haven't heard his voice, I am forced to continue with my assumption that he sounds like Karen Walker on Will & Grace. I'm sure Patrick and BoBo will back me up on this.

Fun night. Three social nights in a row. Look at me, Mr. Not-Sitting-at-Home-Brooding-About-My-Lack-of-a-Boyfriend-and-Wondering-If-I'm-Doomed-to-Die-Alone. Yea me!

Forgot to mention that I met Dogpoet and Jennie the other night when I joined them, Jeff and Sam for coffee. Very fun night. Lots of laughter which is always a good thing. I hadn't read Jennie's blog; it's worth checking out. I've been reading Dogpoet for a while; fucking amazing writer. If you've never read his stuff, go there immediately.