dinner at surin

Saturday evening, I met Recurring Propeller Skies character The Professor* at Surin for dinner. Surin serves the best coconut soup in Atlanta - Strip City, so I ordered a bowl with shrimp. As usual, the soup was superlative. For an entree I had the spicy seafood, which was most excellent albeit not as hot as I expected. I highly recommend Surin.

party at the institution

Next we headed to a loft party. The party was slammin’ and packed with interesting characters. Highlights of the party included a smokin’ blonde foreign chick and a person of ambiguous gender. Based on my conversation with the person of ambiguous gender, I now have a new purpose in life. I want to be a judge at the Cannabis Cup. Although this was a fun party with some vertically challenged folks, there were no actual midgets in attendance. Excessive Bluntster out, yo.

[While researching this story, Smoove D came across the Cannabis Cup Name Generator. Have fun - Ed.]

puking at the local

Finally, The Professor and I found ourselves at The Local. We wandered in and grabbed the only table available, which happened to seat about eight. Soon some guy from Atlanta - Strip City and a bunch of his boys from Massachusetts - The Lightweight State showed up. We graciously offered to share our table. Roughly half an hour later, one of them started puking all over the floor. Fortuitously, The Professor spotted some friends at the bar so we went and kicked it with them. Another, barf free, table opened up and I found myself discussing breast enlargement surgery with The Professor and three hotties. Eventually, the hotties headed over to MJQ and The Professor and I headed back to our respective cribs. Like a retard, I neglected to get the number of the blonde hottie, because the Pabst Blue Ribbon slowed my synapses and it took me too long to realize I dug her. I recommend The Local.

notes:

* Not The Professor in The Woggles.