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The other night I was awoken by the sound of a beer bottle breaking and a melee of voices that could best be described as auditions for Jersey Shore. From my 2nd floor opened window perspective there was a lot of posturing and zero punching. The antagonist, who could easily be a voice double for Ronnie seemed to be removing himself from the skirmish only to keep shouting at the wasted hysterical protagonist, “walk away son, walk away” which was ironic since he seemed to be the one leaving the scene. This beauty sleep buster lasted for 15 minutes with a Pauly D wannabe bellowing into the pre dawn air, “ah yeah!” as he sauntered off in the direction of Artichoke Pizza.
The promise of a post closing time fight wasn’t so unusual given my bedroom hovers above the fray of 2 well trafficked fratty bars, but that no one received an actual beat down – not that I am condoning violence, although this pathetic protagonist certainly seemed as though he deserved one. In my hazy state of disrupted REM, the first thought I had was, ‘take it like a man’. Then I turned the notion on myself and realized it was time to stop silently whining about blog writing and actually do it.
So here I am – back from my extended and protracted holiday ready to take on the task of creating and composing compelling content for my charming readers.
Getting back in the ring,
xxoo.
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