Tuesday, August 26, 2008


My brother, Noodles, came down to visit for a few days. I took him out to New Mexico to check out the Black Hole. We saw all the stuff I saw on my last trip to New Mexico.

We had a pretty good time, apart from some unpleasantness in a bar. Some lady got drunk and decided we were laughing at her husband.

...Because that was a reasonable thing to assume. I mean, any time I hear someone laugh in a bar, I immediately decide it was directed at me.

The level of hostility directed at us increased, to the point where I decided it was time to leave. I'm sure Noodles and I could have handled ourselves, but I wasn't about to hang around while some woman tried to pick a fight between us and her husband and his new bar friends. "Let's you and him fight" isn't a game I want to play.

Also, I'm reasonably certain her and her husband were just scamming drinks. Parts of their story didn't add up, particularly the bits involving physics. The gullible guys buying their drinks and food listened breathlessly to every word, however. I was tempted to go down there and bet the suckers fifty dollars I could tell them exactly where they got the shoes they're wearing. (Answer: On their feet.) Or, perhaps, bet them two dollars I could drink their entire beverage without touching the glass. (Thus getting a $6 drink for a mere two dollars)


A said...

I had a similar experience several years ago. An extremely inebriated man took agin' the fact that my friends and I were staring at him and HIS friends. Or so he thought. He got quite belligerent.

Any other group of men in the entire Western Hemisphere (and probably a goodly number in the Eastern one, also) would have been thrilled at being eyeballed by a group of women. Moot point, though...apparently, it escaped their notice that they were sitting just underneath a television.

Thanks for your comment on my blog! I'm looking into taking the course, but there has to be an opening first. With my luck, it will be smack in the middle of January.

irondad said...

I love a good bar fight! You know, you sound a lot more aggressive since you came to Oregon and met me in person. Are these two things connected somehow?

Or did you see Paradise and now you're cranky because you aren't here?

By the way, if your brother is anything like you, I totally believe you two could have taken care of business just fine!

Lucky said...
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Lucky said...

a - Experiences like these are why, in some cultures, drinking with a person is considered a vital part of getting to know them.

irondad - I have been a little cranky since we got back from Oregon.

...ok, a lot cranky.

Anonymous said...

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Love your Blog, spent some years in PHX Metro on a motorcycle and my wife now is the proud owner of a Running VX800!


Lucky said...

Hi Anonymous - Welcome and congrats to your wife! The VX800 is a nifty bike, so long as one isn't trying to fix it. ;)

Hopefully I'll get mine running again soon.

Thanks for reading!