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- From: rvacca@vyasa.helios.nd.edu (robert vacca)
- Subject: Stupid New Year's Eve tricks
- Message-ID: <1993Jan2.194455.1009@news.nd.edu>
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- Organization: Yardsticks for Lunatics
- Date: Sat, 2 Jan 1993 19:44:55 GMT
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- For New Year's Eve, I went with three friends of mine to a
- sports bar downtown. In South Bend, all the bars are either
- sports bars or strip joints, and a strip joint was out of the
- question insofar as I'm happily coupled (with a woman who lives
- halfway across the country, alas) and the other three wanted to
- see if they could pick up women without having to pay for more
- than drinks first.
- It was pitiful. Then again, so were we. The bar was filled
- with trendoids and yuppies, which is the price you pay for avoiding
- rednecks. Heineken cost $2.50 a bottle. A few people were dancing
- but mostly people watched the college bowls. I had a good seat, and
- could watch both football and the Chuck Norris movie marathon on TBS.
- I got to observe first hand how the brain will link visual images to
- sound, and marveled at how an army of terrorists could fire at Chuck
- Norris at point-blank range with automatic weapons and miss, yet
- synchronize the muzzle flashes with Bryan Adams.
- For our part, there is little on this earth more desperate than
- a pack of white males, ages 22 to 25, without dates for New Year's
- Eve. And only I had an excuse. I was also the only one to go out
- on the dance floor, hauled out there on a "ladies' choice" by a
- young woman who, although probably possessed of some good qualities,
- hid them quite well.
- It was pretty lame, perking up with the complimentary bottle of
- champagne at midnight. Bad champagne, so bad that Andy refused to
- drink any more after one mouthful. Scott, the designated driver, did
- the same, leaving Ford and I the rest. Like I said, things did perk
- up at that point.
- After midnight, we piled into Scott's Subaru, and drove to Niles.
- Niles is a town in Southwest Michigan, just across the border, and it
- has little to recommend it. Except on New Year's Eve.
- New Year's Eve there is pretty bad, too, except for a quirk of
- geography. South Bend is in the extreme northwest corner of our time
- zone. Ten miles west or two miles north, and it's an hour earlier.
- So we got to do it all again. Happy 1994.
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- David Vacca, Just an Excitable Boy.
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