CG-Weakly 4-3-98

Yes this is weak. very weak. Sad. I am very disappointed.

FYI - The Streak is over.

CG started off with John and I pulling up to CG around 7:45. as we were
parking in front of Kinvara we noticed Nick wandering the street aimlessly.
He had gone to CG, noticed we were not present so started going to other
bars looking for us. He was so scared. Running around like a chicken with
its head cut off.

As I was sitting at the bar and went to write a quote I realized the
unthinkable, I HAD NO PEN! Then I remembered the emergency Dewar's pen in
my jacket, we were saved.

There was still no Jarrod showing at 9:00 when he said he was going to show.

"Where is Jarrod?" 9:12

While we watched the Celtics game, "He's 8 feet tall and still can't make a
lay-up. That's right 8 FEET TALL!" - John referring to Travis "I am white
and not good so let me shoot from the field" Knight

"Who was that?" - Zaira
"Emily, the girl I work with." - me
"The Red Vest?" - Zaira

Yes, the vest made an appearance, said hello and then was out.

Joke:
A couple of black union guys try to get into heaven passed 5, which is a
union shop. Peter says, "No, come tomorrow we are closed." "What? how man?"
reply the men. "OK I'll go see God." Peter goes off to God, who in turn
says, "No, we are a union shop and it closes at 5. - Peter then runs off to
the men and a few minutes later he comes running back and says to God,
"Their Gone! Their Gone!" "OK OK relax" says God "No, No! They are gone!"
"It's OK I said, relax." "NO the gates... they are gone!" - Luke

11:00 Blondie
"Jarrod is dead in my eyes! I have no son!" - me

"Do you know where your Jarrod is?"

11:08 Disk 42 Track 4 "KING OF ROCK!" - BOMBASTIC MR. FANTASTIC!
"Best CD ever, I was on the internet within minutes recording my joy
throughout the world"

It should be noted that John bounced throughout the whole song.

Notice the lack of Jarrod.
No Jarrod = No good weekly

As you can see the weekly took only 1 side of the placemat.

There were no 1 liners, no shouting and no breakdancing. Sad.

So John, Zaira and I left CG around midnight and decided to cruise. The
cruise took us into Southie where we saw an abundant of steamed up
windshields in "parked" cars. John giggled at every one, each time he
pointed them out. We drove by the L Street Tavern, and while we were
finishing up the cruise on Lansdowne, obviously, a fight broke out at Euro
central and cops blocked the street. They told us it would be a while so we
should shut our vehicles off, so I did. A drunk passerby did inform me that
I should drive with my headlights on though. Then the homeless black guy
came up to us told us he like money, John murmurs "my money", says my Truck
must have cost $6000, said I had a pretty lady in the front (Zaira not John)
and then came closer and looked in the back seat where John was sitting.
"Hey black what's up?" he says to John. "he not black he is white" I
replied. "Why's everythin' gotta be blek en white?" whut cula em I?" "I
don't know", I reply. "do you still have the bat in the car?", John. The
homeless keeps mumbling "aww man everythin blek en white to him" blah blah
blah. he wanders off. We were contemplating on taking his change cup or
knocking it over, but then the cars started to move.
Did I mention in the Zone (moment of silence for the Naked Eye)... We saw
the usual, transvestites.

So as it can be seen, post CG was quite more interesting than the Jarrodless
CG.

Of course, being a Lifer he does not need to be questioned if he misses a
week, as long as he got drunk, knowing Jarrod, he did.

End Transmission.
Out.