Empty Bowls and a LONG LINE

I’ve had a pretty good weekend but I feel worn out. Friday night I got caught up on all my TV shows on the TiVo. I deleted a lot because I know I’m never going to watch them and I’m really not interested in seeing them anyway.

I went out Friday because I wanted to see what the Mr. Rusty Spurs contest was all about, but I guess I should have paid more attention to the flier because I got there at 10 and it had already happened at 9. Pity. I’ll try again this coming Friday. I hear it’s nothing but older guys that enter, but I did see one young guy with a number tag on, so maybe not.

Eli was DJing and he’s the best (he’s also pretty darn sexy and fun to dance with). He plays good music and stuff to which we can actually dance. The entire usual crowd wasn’t out, but a few of the regulars were, and it was enough for me to have plenty of people to dance with.

I got asked to dance by three straight women. I don’t understand why I’m such a straight girl magnet. I even got asked to dance twice by a straight guy who was there with a girl! One of the girls walked right in the bar and straight over to me and said, “I need to borrow your hat.” As if! Like I’m just going to let some random person take my hat and especially not one that doesn’t even say PLEASE! RUDE. She actually had the nerve to stand there and argue with me like I was the one being rude for not giving her my hat. Straight people are SO WEIRD.

The straight guy that asked me to dance was a FANTASTIC lead. While we were dancing he said something about me being the best dancer in the bar. So not only was he cute and a great dancer, he was complimentary as well… pity he was straight.

There was another guy that I asked to dance because he looked like he could keep up and I liked his style. I can’t remember his name though. I’m horrible with names! Anyway, he thought he was going to wear me out. Lol. PLEASE. I asked, “Who’s the one breathing heavy here? It’s not ME!” I can’t be worn out! He was really good though, and great at trying to get me dizzy. I hope he comes out more often.

I left the Rusty Spur kind of early and went over to OCH to meet up with someone and spent the rest of the night hanging out with him. I ran into Paco and Jorge at Rain, which was odd, but ok. I felt like certain people were giving me the stank eye all night. I’m sure I’ll hear some gossip about me pretty soon, once it has some time to get around.

Saturday I slept until 11ish and didn’t leave the house all day. I watched movies, cleaned, washed dishes, and napped. I love days where I get to nap a few times!

I made Kung Pao chicken for dinner and it was pretty good. I ate a tiny portion because I’m still watching my weight. As of this morning I’m finally down to 180! I will be thrilled when I’m under 180, but my goal is 175. I hope to be half way there (at LEAST) by Friday.

Last night I went to the Rusty Spur again and it sucked. The girl was DJing and she’s HORRIBLE. She plays the weirdest music and there wasn’t enough people out that I like to dance with, so I hardly danced at all.

Eric, Taylor, and Stas showed up so I hung out with them on the patio and eventually snuck out with them and went to OCH where I ended up hanging out with my friend from Friday night again. We spent the majority of time at Rain on the patio talking until some of his hearing impaired friends showed up and we (mostly him) talked to them. He knows sign language, so there was a lot of that going on, which I couldn’t pick up on at all. It made me REALLY want to learn to sign, but seeing as how I’m still struggling with Spanish, I should probably study that some more before I try to learn another language.

Today I was supposed to go to the Empty Bowl fundraiser, and I did go, but I didn’t stay. First of all, I had to park like a million miles away and walk because there was ZERO available parking at the event and none on any of the side streets around. I walked the million miles from my spot and got there to find a VERY long line that I was told would take over an hour to get through. I then got a text from a friend who was also in line that said he had been in line for over an hour already and he was way far ahead of me.

Yeah, I didn’t have the patience for that and I hate when places are that crowded. So after standing in line for about 20 minutes, I left. What a waste of time. I felt really bad about not going because it was a good event, my boss was a big sponsor, I had friends there, and it was at the Mexican American Culture Center, which I’ve been wanting to see for a long time now. I just couldn’t wait that long and not in that humidity and in uncomfortable shoes. I wasn’t expecting to half to walk or wait in line or I would have dressed appropriately. They obviously need to have this event at a much bigger location with more parking.

Tonight I’m not up to much, just relaxing and doing some personal business. I did finally grab that magazine that my picture is in; the bad picture. I also finally read the text around the picture and I’m a little concerned by what it says. I can’t tell if I’m reading more into it than I should, but I feel like the text was kind of a slam on me and my friend, which would explain why they would use such a bad picture as well.

Judge for yourself and let me know what you think. Click the pic to see it larger.