Mother nature isn't being kind to us locals here in Charlotte. The below image has been the norm for the past few days. Somewhere behind that fog is the Bank of America Corporate building. Enjoy your Thursday.
I was out by South Park mall yesterday when I decided to pop into Roosters for an early-ish dinner. It was 6:30pm when I made my grand arrival. With a notebook snug under my left arm, I announced I would like a table for one. If you're going to dine alone, I highly suggest you wear glasses, bring a notebook, and speak with a British accent...they might mistake you for a food critic. With 2/3 of the criteria met - I bailed on the whole accent thing, I was seated at a decent table in a relatively packed restaurant. I was immediately greeted by Jen, my waitress, and asked if I would like anything other then the water she was so carefully pouring into my glass. I ordered a dry white wine and proceeded to take in the ambience. Read More to continue.
Merry Tuesday to you kind sirs and madams. I've been getting pretty sick and tired of two things lately. First, the cold. It sucks and I want it to go away. I don't mind rain, but I do believe I've had enough with the cold for now. Secondly, the fact that Charlotte/Douglas Intl. Airport keeps popping up in the news for things that are less than flattering. Read More to continue.
This Monday morning has brought dismal weather to Uptown Charlotte. It is cold and wet....which use to be how I described my ex. Nowadays, I just refer to her as bitchface. Anyways, enough about that. I hope all of you arrive at your places of employment safely. If your unemployed, and having a tough time, then I hope today is your lucky day.
**The Tail Chronicles is mainly for me to put into words how a night of boozing, women, and poor decisions came to pass. I feel that it would only benefit me to take a step back and revisit these nights, so I may either learn to relive each of them again, or avoid them all together**
Tail Chronicles #3
A time not to long ago, I figured it would be wise to get hammered and hit on hot chicks at the Epicenter. Clearly, this thought is extremely prevalent in my everyday thinking, but truthfully, I rarely act on it. On this particular night, I did. I usually down a fifth of liquor at my place, followed by a few beers before heading out. Being that I can easily walk to the Epicenter, driving drunk is something I don't have to worry about. With that said, I damn near get black-out before heading anywhere in order to avoid having to purchase the overpriced shit they serve at any given Epicenter bar. Since I was feeling so fresh and so clean, I decided to go to Suite again. You can knock Suite all you want, and Lord knows I'm guilty of that, however, they do manage to pull in some hot girls. Read More to continue.
Am I hungover? Yes. Are these bloody mary's helping? Yes. Soon order will be restored in my head and my mind won't feel like fucking mush. I'm assuming that I drank you under the table last night...which I now regret, however I did enjoy my evening and I have some things I'd like to divulge to you about said evening. When my hands stop shaking from the alcohol coursing through my veins, I'll be sure to post again. Until then dear friends, goodbye.
Since it is Friday, I offer up two pics for today. These were taken as I approached Bank of America Stadium on 277 earlier this afternoon.
It is cold out there. I actually don't mind the cold to be honest. It kind of bothers me when the weather is really nice and people are walking around all happy and shit. I just want to smack them. Anyways, I do plan on exploring Uptown this weekend regardless on how crappy the weather may get. Unsure as of now what establishment I will go to for the games tonight, but I know it won't be anywhere in the Epicenter. I'm in the mood to be that creepy dude in the corner that makes you want to nudge your friend and say, "hey - look at that creepy dude in the corner". Anyways, congrats on making it to the weekend. Be happy to be alive and enjoy yourselves - just not around me.
I love listening to Charlotte locals talk about God. The Observer occasionally gives these people a platform, like they did today. We all know the media does this to get your attention and create controversy, but damn - is it ever funny to watch people jump right in. You don't have to read the article, just the comments.
The article poses the questions, 'do you believe in hell?' Interesting they ask...I recently finished a book called "My Struggle" (someone told me Hitler wrote one too...but I'm assuming no one read that). Anyways, mine is about a massive shit that I fought tooth and nail one afternoon. Buy it on Amazon. Thanks.
Many Japanese people have publicly stated that these events have opened their eyes to the world...amazing. I've been trying to get my Asian friend Chris to do that for the past 3 years. Here are some amazing photos of the disaster over there.