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what’s the capital of scotland?

Posted in bar, drinking, free stuff, friends, san francisco with tags , , , , on Wednesday 19 September, 2012 by the Notorious O.S.C.

it was another exhausting saturday night at the concierge desk. i had worked alongside dar. [as you remember, (or not),  she, her BayAreaBoyfriend, and Aries and I became total BFF during the employee trip to SixFags a few weeks back.]

anyway, where was i? dar totally scored a tons of stuff (luggage, purses, clothes, wine) from hotel guests who were moving–or something like that, and earlier that day she met lotsa people from her alma mater, so she was on a high after work. she felt like she had just been on a game show!

she and i decided to celebrate with a drink. she called BayAreaBoyfriend, and he’d been drinkin at theEdinburgh Castle since about 6pm.  we get there, and the dance floor is hoppin, the DJ is pumpin tunes from the late90s and early 00s. (YEAH!)

i was surprised at how much fun i was having. because I always remember Edinburgh Castle as a place of beer-from-taps-that-haven’t-been-cleaned-since-the-place-opened-in-the-70s; and boring-as-fuck trivia nights. bleah. (even though, according to their website, it’s been voted the best trivia night several years running. *what-EVER*)

anyway, it was fun to listen to late 90s early 00s throwback. (thong song, mariah carey, destiny’s child!) and the several shots of jamesons certainly fueled the fun.

CrazyCzech met us after work, and some random friends stopped by too. several drinks later, the consensus was to go sing karaoke. (kara-OKAY!!). it gets a little hazy here–BayAreaBoyfriend was being aggressive–dar tells us it’s a common occurence–i suggest that perhaps its a result of all the testosterone pumping through his little body. she is only somewhat amused. they leave to get some food into him, and the other two are rounding up some alcohol–i think.

suddenly, it’s me and crazyczech. so we have another beer. (a kilt-lifter for me. it’s a local brew!)

next comes pizza, and lotsa gummi bears, and the next morning, a slightly hungover blogger.

good times.

 

 

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