I’m actually quite impressed with my ability to avoid the RNC this year. I watched a property brothers, then a restaurant impossible, then went up the street to the bar and had three scotches. I thought it would be a sedate night, but apparently it was wing night, so the place was packed. Had a couple scotches, and apparently had my typical dour face, because some young redhead came over and introduced herself and asked “why do you look so pissed off,” chatted for a while, and asked if I wanted to do a shot. I said sure, then ordered some shots.
Sure- she was not interested in me and saw an easy mark, but you know what, it was fun. A couple scotches, a shot or two of tequila with a cute 21 year old red head with freckles and blue eyes, then going home and walking the dogs. That’s pretty fucking ok.
Especially since it ended at shots. I honestly don’t know what I would do with a 21 year old in my life (don’t get me wrong- I have a few ideas), but I sure as fuck would have nothing to talk about.
That is all. While my libido gently weeps.