Friday the 20th

Being Friday, it's Glass Wall Night! So as usual I headed over there at 6:15 in the 82 (i think) Chevy Blazer soft-top to valet park along side $70,000 cars and have cocktail with my Heights 1st Saturday cohorts. Every Friday we camp out at the corner of the bar and sip, talk and smile and nod at the few folks that try to join our group. (we're so snobby)
Was fun tonight but a few folks were missing, one due to a horrible intestinal problem that put him in the hospital, another to an out of town trip. Likely excuse, as if NYC could be more fun than hanging on Friday night. So we catch up, plan ahead and roast each other. OH- one of us has moved on to L.A. Sad but true.

THEN the girls called me. More commonly known as the wives. So I said my goodbyes and headed to CoCo's Sushi Bar on Westheimer near Montrose. They of course were in top form by the time I arrived and were already complaining of how "full" they were - Let's smoke. Didn't seem to be a prob when I started ordering though, and we were all happy and eating again soon. I was a little concerned when the "chef" zipped by me from a restroom stall totally missing the sinks on his way out. Later I was assured that he was absolutely NOT using the restroom for its intended purpose. Okay. Did turn into a busy night but still...

I wanted to stop by the Petrol Station in Garden Oaks (or Oak Forest) but just to pooped to party. Chip, our local cigar aficionado was there rolling his fine cigars and having a party. Ah well, next time Mr. Chip. OR Chocolate as Max likes to call you.
Chip prefers Mocha. Get it? Chocolate Chip, Mocha Chip ... LOL

Cheers!