You're a Wizard, Hairy
The title is a lame joke since Eddie is quite furry. Anyway, I guess I'm authoring this post since I haven't heard from him all day.
I pre-partied at a baby shower with an endless mimosa bar and not a whole lot of food, so by the time I got to the University of Beer for pub crawl check-in I was already feeling pretty good. Despite the fact that it was called Wizards Assemble, neither Eddie nor I realized that it was a Harry Potter pub crawl (probably because we don't read/watch Harry Potter). To make things even more awkward, the mom-to-be at the baby shower gave me a hardback book of writing prompts, so I was carrying around a big-ass book all night like the nerd I am. Just not a Harry Potter nerd.
Is that water or Hanger One in the glass? The world may never know.
Just kidding. It's water. I would be dead if that were vodka.
While I was waiting for Eddie to find a parking space, some random dude named Chad sat down next to me and we started talking. He seems pretty fit and has a decent job, plus he likes Joe Hill and Stephen King. I am, however, a complete lame-o, so I didn't end up getting his number before he left the bar. Evan had some degree of luck with some girls dressed like witches, and got a few free shots and beers. I took the shots. This is a partnership, after all.
After a few hours of waiting for drunk people dressed like wizards to move along, Eddie and I beat feet over to Bottle and Barlow. Very hipster, but kind of a cool atmosphere.
Fun signage by the bathroom. Why, indeed?
I am the worst friend ever, so I bought Eddie a pour of Laphroaig. If you've never had it, it's more or less like drinking liquid smoke. What can I say? I like my alcohol to punish me.
If you want your whiskey to taste like the charred remains of the Napa Valley, this beverage is for you.
My lame butt got hungry (at this point my last solid meal was 10 hours prior), so I dragged Eddie to Burgers and Brew for some grub. Unfortunately this meant that we missed the rest of the pub crawl. Whoops.
We stopped by Coin Op to try to catch the end party, but the line was redonkulous and most of the wizards had gone home by that point. Evan and I ended up stopping by Pizza Rock for a final hurrah before calling it a night.
It was a fun night. I wouldn't call it successful in terms of the experiment since neither of us got any phone numbers, but it was worth the price of admission for the pub crawl. Eddie seems more discouraged than I am, so this may end up being a solo blog for a little while.
I'm unsure when the next post is coming. My date tonight cancelled, and I'm going to be spending the next few days in a remote town in SoCal for a funeral so I don't foresee much humor coming out of that.
Stay tuned...