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P.S. Three of my thoughts ensemble that statement.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Good Conversation.
her: What is my favorite candle?
me: I think it starts with 'm' something?
her: No... You don't know what is my favorite candle.
me: I slip every now and then.
her: You are not a good stalker.
me: Yea... But I think, I know majority of the rest though.
* I almost did ask "What's the name of your favorite flower?"
Thank God for having a strength to hold myself back.
Hew, that was close.
her: What is my favorite candle?
me: I think it starts with 'm' something?
her: No... You don't know what is my favorite candle.
me: I slip every now and then.
her: You are not a good stalker.
me: Yea... But I think, I know majority of the rest though.
* I almost did ask "What's the name of your favorite flower?"
Thank God for having a strength to hold myself back.
Hew, that was close.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
An Unexpected Fun.
I had a chance to ride my brother's crotch-rocket tonight. I went to my usual hangout place to play some cards, and won. Yes! Then Randy wanted us ride (bikes) to Beale St. (Downtown of Memphis) because many bars were having a Bike Night. Randy is a 50ish man whom I met through automobile biz, and he happened to own a crotch-rocket himself.
As we were riding through streets of Downtown, at one stop light, I was in front of a police car. As usual, I was trying not to do anything stupid, I've heard a voice through the speaker saying "Git it*.. Come on.. Do it!" Cop was yelling through a speaker in his squad car telling me to take off real fast. At first, thought "oh, man what a cool ass cop," then my good side was telling me "Albert, don't fall for a stupid shit." After light has changed, I went slow to let him pass me, the funny thing was when he was passing me, again he motioned me to take off fast. Then I looked up, there was a cop sitting on next light. I was relieved... Cool Ass, Albert. Cool...
Ok, I need to fess up. Really funny thing was that after passing a "sitting still" squad car (cop no. 2), for some reason I thought that I just saw a red light in front of me. So, I stopped. For a while, I was waiting for lights to change. A brief moment later, I heard a voice through a speaker. "Start moving forward," the third cop ( he was behind of us ) was telling me to move. I looked around then realized myself standing still on middle of a street, and that red light was about 100ft away from me. While all of this was going on, the cop pulled his car next to my "sitting still" ass, yelling out the window "What the hell are you doing standing still on middle of a street for?" "move your damn bike." As soon as I heard his first shout, I put that damn bike in first gear, I was rolling... Of course, slow. As I was making my slow getaway, I looked on a rearview mirror, all I could see was a line of headlights from the cars were behind me. Thinking "shit, shit." "I'm so going to get stopped!". I needed a cop to tell my dumbass 'not' to stop on middle of a street! Dumb Ass, Albert. Dumb Ass!
I needed a cold one... Fast.
Beale St. was busy. There were bikers everywhere. Music, beer were flowing, and the hott chicks. Nice bikes, old ass bikes, chrome-everything bikes, girl riding a bike, girl on top of another girl on a bike.. lol
Randy and I decided to go park our rides then we ended up at Coyote Ugly. This is a new joint just opened about a month or so ago. I've never been in one, and boy was I glad that I did ( Randy was already 'planning' our next visit) The whole place was jamming with loud ass music ( mostly boot-scootin, Shania Twain still rocks! ) beer were icy cold, and the chicks! They were dancing all over the bar counter.
I wished for better camera.
The Bartender.
( yes, she is hott! )
Quiet honestly, I wasn't that impressed with the bar, however they had great atmosphere, full of energy, and yes, the bartender. I won't visit here too often, but it was an unexpected fun. If there is a next time, I'll might even throw on some Justin's boots... ha ha.
(can't do Wranglers just yet, need to upsize them)
"What the hell are you standing still on a middle of street for?"
I'm out.
* Git = As it sounds, it means Get.
I had a chance to ride my brother's crotch-rocket tonight. I went to my usual hangout place to play some cards, and won. Yes! Then Randy wanted us ride (bikes) to Beale St. (Downtown of Memphis) because many bars were having a Bike Night. Randy is a 50ish man whom I met through automobile biz, and he happened to own a crotch-rocket himself.
As we were riding through streets of Downtown, at one stop light, I was in front of a police car. As usual, I was trying not to do anything stupid, I've heard a voice through the speaker saying "Git it*.. Come on.. Do it!" Cop was yelling through a speaker in his squad car telling me to take off real fast. At first, thought "oh, man what a cool ass cop," then my good side was telling me "Albert, don't fall for a stupid shit." After light has changed, I went slow to let him pass me, the funny thing was when he was passing me, again he motioned me to take off fast. Then I looked up, there was a cop sitting on next light. I was relieved... Cool Ass, Albert. Cool...
Ok, I need to fess up. Really funny thing was that after passing a "sitting still" squad car (cop no. 2), for some reason I thought that I just saw a red light in front of me. So, I stopped. For a while, I was waiting for lights to change. A brief moment later, I heard a voice through a speaker. "Start moving forward," the third cop ( he was behind of us ) was telling me to move. I looked around then realized myself standing still on middle of a street, and that red light was about 100ft away from me. While all of this was going on, the cop pulled his car next to my "sitting still" ass, yelling out the window "What the hell are you doing standing still on middle of a street for?" "move your damn bike." As soon as I heard his first shout, I put that damn bike in first gear, I was rolling... Of course, slow. As I was making my slow getaway, I looked on a rearview mirror, all I could see was a line of headlights from the cars were behind me. Thinking "shit, shit." "I'm so going to get stopped!". I needed a cop to tell my dumbass 'not' to stop on middle of a street! Dumb Ass, Albert. Dumb Ass!
I needed a cold one... Fast.
Beale St. was busy. There were bikers everywhere. Music, beer were flowing, and the hott chicks. Nice bikes, old ass bikes, chrome-everything bikes, girl riding a bike, girl on top of another girl on a bike.. lol
Randy and I decided to go park our rides then we ended up at Coyote Ugly. This is a new joint just opened about a month or so ago. I've never been in one, and boy was I glad that I did ( Randy was already 'planning' our next visit) The whole place was jamming with loud ass music ( mostly boot-scootin, Shania Twain still rocks! ) beer were icy cold, and the chicks! They were dancing all over the bar counter.
I wished for better camera.
The Bartender.
( yes, she is hott! )
Quiet honestly, I wasn't that impressed with the bar, however they had great atmosphere, full of energy, and yes, the bartender. I won't visit here too often, but it was an unexpected fun. If there is a next time, I'll might even throw on some Justin's boots... ha ha.
(can't do Wranglers just yet, need to upsize them)
"What the hell are you standing still on a middle of street for?"
I'm out.
* Git = As it sounds, it means Get.
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