Feathers and Fridays

It seems this week I have forgotten that I am not a 21 year old girl anymore. Maybe it's the influx of college kids that have hit this town on the wonderful college tradition that is.Spring Break. But I have been out almost every night this week and clearly the weekend wasn't going to be any exception. I met my friend B at Horse Feathers. She had her bf T with her and some other folks and we were looking to have a fun time. Almost right away we met up with our new friend the dentist and his other dental school friends. They were in fact being stalked by a gaggle of pretty girls that I feel most certain were not 21. But I think the boys were safe that they were indeed legal. Anyway this girl stared at the dentist for most of the time we were out there talking to him. I was beginning to feel he had a stalker and the dentist blew it off. And her off. Till the end of the night. Boys Boys Boys. Y'all are so predictable and so easy. Anywoo the point of this discussion isn't to talk about the ridiculous amount of Ed Hardy and Affliction tees that I saw out. ( But I did have this conversation with the bar manager and he said one night he counted 70!!!) Freakin a 70 guys wearing the worst fashion t shirt around. Please somebody with some fashion sense come here and open up a store for me because these boys need help. But I said I wouldn't talk about that. So I am going to talk about being a good wing woman for your boys. The dentist had a little friend with him. He seemed like a very nice and sweet boy, even though he was a bit over served. But his pickup lines were the worst. He was the one guy interested in the 18 year olds that were following the dentist around like he was the pied piper. But sadly his lines and his game needed a lot of work. Now why hadn't his friends tried to help him out before. I made an attempt to help him that night but the fact that he was over served created a bit of a problem. He just couldn't seem to understand what I was telling him. I finally gave up. And the boys finally relented and hung out with their 18 year old stalkers. Sadly I think the only one who didn't get any action was the pick up line challenged friend. I did find a guy wearing Rocks at the bar. I was impressed and that doesn't happen here near enough. Turns out D hates the affliction and ed hardy tee thing as much as me and we quickly bonded over our love of fashion. Not sure where D has been hiding in this town but he admitted that he is moving back to Ohio. So sadly he will not be the one guy that might be able to give this town some much needed fashion help.