Ashes to Ashes...
dust to dust....

just another day in the life of a catholic...

with the sound of my alarm going off at 10am so begin the cursing...cursing the fact I picked up a shift the day after Mardi Gras, picking up a double in fact..and picking up shifts on my one day off...that cursing combined with the cursing of missing church in the morning..

so I stumble to get ready, and somehow make it to work on time...there I see chase and "thank" him for calling me to go to church..the look was the same I got the day prior...not only did he forget to call, but he himself forgot to call..and like me, picked up a double and may miss going to church altogether..

so I worked the morning shift..made a mere $35, whoopee...but mindy invited me over to her place for lunch..somehow I saw this as a ploy to re-establish a friendship that I so was eagerly destroying in last nights phone calls....I obliged only because I wanted to give her back her rats..we ate some cheeseburgers and then she was on her way to work at 330...I stuck around and tried to piece together the events of last night...

back at work I was very pleased to hear that I was not only considered a split, but that there was a mass to be held at 9...Chase and I may actually be able to make it..so I worked...and it was lame, people were horrible tippers..I made $35 again but out the door by 730.

came back to my house, showered and changed and was off to find the catholic church to meet up with Chaser. I arrived just a little but late...somehow got in a turning lane when I thought it was the straight lane and that took me all about where I didn't want ot go..and to be honest, I don't think I could tell you how I got ot the church, but I did eventually find it..walked in, and saw chase through the glass sitting in the back..he sees me, I open the door, and open it right into myself, making noise and a fool out of myself...

so church was church...yes I felt a little out of place..they got things memorized and say things in unison I have no idea what was going on..but I played it all cool..except for when I was to receive the ashes..for some reason I found the whole thing hilarious..and I tried my best to keep from laughing, but if anybody who knew me would have been there, the look and grin on my face would have said otherwise...

so from church it was back out on the town..get my start at Bear's..Leah R's husband's friend's band was playing and she asked me to go and see them..so loving the local music scene I obliged. (she also offered me a free bear) so I was there taking it all in, got to see two of the three bands that were playing the night..the first band (being the friend's band) was good...nothing great, but something I could definitely sit through. the second was only entertaining..actually, it was just the percussionist who kept knocking over his cymbal, other than that nothing too spectacular...I was happy to have a chicken wrap, two gin&tonics, a Guinness..and actually turning Leah onto gin&tonics as well...

from there it was onto The Bluebird, this being 1230 and my girls just arriving...when I called then at 10 they were "getting ready". I picked up Andrea, though I was under the assumption that she was already at the bird) and met up with the others. it was headbangers Ball, and so we had a classic look back onto the hair bands of the 80's..the band was good, but it was too loud...and then a fight broke out and so we all peaced out over to Kirkwood for R&B night at Uncle Festers..a fight also broke out on Kirkwood and at the Jungle Room...I didn't know what the deal was, but it wasn't long before the cops were there to calm people down..it was at that point that I took rachann down to jimmy johns to get her a bite to eat and avoid all the cops.

after her meal we were back up top, but again not for long, the cops stuck around for the entire rest of the evening, which in reality wasn't that much longer because they were shortly kicking Andrea and myself ( along with others) out of the bars and onto the patio..somehow it turned out to be 3am...

I left and went home, Andrea said her roommates were on the way, but whatever, she was just being stupid for no particular reason and I didn't want to deal wit bullshit, I wanted to go home right after bluebird anyways, so this prolonged stay at another bar wasn't to appealing to me...

and as much as I had hyped it up, tonight was the night where a week's worth of drinking and feeling good would come crashing down..I was tired, the drinks made me even more tired..I didn't want to deal with stupid people not giving me straight answers (AB), and my situation kinda settled in...so I made my way home, wrote a couple emails I'll never send and called it a night...













In response to the ashes on my forehead "Wait, aren't you supposed to be fasting or something like that, and not drinking - I'm Catholic, not retarded"