My bar in Westbrook is the Highliner. I love that place. It is a classy dive bar. I love all the bartenders and they love me. I just figured its been a while since I had any halfway decent story so I am gonna write about my fav CT bar.
So one night as I was enjoying fine drinks at the HL. I saw one of the Denny's waitresses I had the lovely time of flirting and making outrageously sexed up claims with while I was drunk. She asked Matt T and I if our meal was satisfying and of course I blurt out "Not Sexually!" We hit it off I asked for her number blah blah hit her up once and a while nothing more.
So back to the HL she comes in give me a hug and we talk and thus begins the boozin. We do shots of jameson and talk and having a good time. One of the conversations leads to talking about loving womens breast milk. If you know me I am avid fan of lactating women. She was like Anthony I thought u were a nice guy. She of course has no idea. Later on the eve she sprayed this delicious scent on her breasts and let me motorboat her good times.
I eventually at the end of the evening did prove I was a good guy by following her home as she drove to make sure she got there fine. She knew I was following her. For some reason everyone asks that questions everytime i tell that part of the story. I love the highliner and some good stories do happen there.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
The best way I know how to resolve any internal struggle is to write it down. Whether the pain is good or bad I still find the need to write it all down. Right now the pain is bad fiercely bad. My little brother has been to two rehabs and currently just failed his latest drug test and thus in violation of his parole. Currently he is staying with me in CT and I talk to him a lot. I want him to get better. My parents are frustrated and don’t know what to do exactly. I don’t know what to do. When I talk to him I try to figure out the why to his drug problem. I don’t seem to be getting anywhere with that. All I can hope for is a spark to change.