friday evening, after seeing the hellolovers at the beauty bar, i stopped by casino for a beer before i went home. this chick was sitting next to me at the bar and at some point she went outside to talk on the phone.
when she came back in she sat down as said "tonight sucks."
i was like "i'm so sorry, what's wrong."
then she went on to tell me how three weeks ago she was caller number 10 on KLBJ and that she won tickets to the hair ball prom. she also said that her date just called her and said he couldn't make it and that all of her friends had let her down and quiet riot goes on in 10 minutes.
i was like "wow, that sucks that your friends let you down, and i know you don't know me, but if none of your friends are gonna show up and you need a date to the prom, i'll go with you. i have 5 dollars in my purse."
she said "really? ok, let's go."
so we ran out and flagged a cab and we get in and the cab driver is a total hair farmer. at one point he was like "quiet riot's playing at the hyatt? huh. my band opened for quiet riot once. they were jerks. and their encore was all rehearsed. but at the end, when the crowd was cheering, they were cheering for our band."
anyway, the night was so random and bizaar. did i spell that right?
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