Saturday and Sunday, surprises, sunburn, sweeps, and studying.
The weekend started with a
pleasant surprise when Butch and I decided to make a night out of visiting dive bars in Flint. We started right downtown at the Loft, which was pretty dead, but we did come by some good information that many of the strippers from Nathan J's hang out there. We then went across the alley to the Torch, which had a fair amount of people there, but was pretty boring. Finally, we decided to head to the
Raincheck Lounge, which I had heard of for years, but had never been to. It's not in a great area, and when we pulled in, there were some people in the parking lot who looked pretty rough, and we nearly pulled the plug on the idea....but having made the track, we figured we might as well give it a shot. As Butch reached for the door, I feared the worse, figuring the moment we walked in the music would stop and everyone would be staring at us. Much to my surprise, the
Raincheck is a great place! There were lots of ladies, good tunes, and a crowd that seemed right up my alley. Butch ended up buying some chick sitting across the way a beer, and (against my advice) instructed the bartender to tell her to "Ditch the zero and get with a hero" after she failed to walk over after he sent her the beer. The crazy thing, she comes over after the bartender drops the line. She had a few screws loose, telling us she's going to Mott because she doesn't think there's a Physical Therapy program at UM-Flint, which is one of the things that UM-Flint is better known for. Ultimately, she refused to give out her number, but took Butch's.
Saturday
was a long day that began with John and I going to the Michigan football game and melting in the stands. I never thought I'd get scorched in the middle of October. We then had bowling Saturday night, which we were both looking forward to as we were matched up in a first place showdown with his sister's team. John and I talked shit for two weeks leading up to this match up, only to bowl like shit and get swept. Even worse, my dad's team swept their bowling league match-up and I had to hear about it all day Sunday.
Tuesday is judgement day (weather permitting) as I have my FAA commercial pilot's
checkride scheduled. The rest of my time between now and then will be devoted to studying. Update to follow!
-Michael