February 25, 2006
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I played cards tonight at Ken’s house, he is the Christian from work.
For a while he has been talking about his friend Jay, who happened to
be the guy that eliminated me from Ken’s fantasy football league. We
had gotten through a good portion of the night when he started talking
about playing cards with people from Romeoville. I made a comment about
how people from Romeoville are losers. Well, here is how the
conversation went after that:
Jay: “What’s wrong with people from Romeoville?”
Me: “Nothing, I’m only kidding, I’m from Romeoville”
Jay: “Really? Is your last name Consalvo?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Jay: “Wow, my last name is Baaske.”
Me, very loudly: “NO FUCKING WAY!!! Thats fucking crazy.”
Jay was a kid my mom babysat back in the 19-fucking70s!!! Can you even
believe this shit? Back in high school and for a few years after that,
I was practically best friends with his sister Cara (I have written
about her before) and even stood up in her wedding for her first sham
marriage. In fact, I was her maid of honor and her wedding (10 years
ago) was the last time I saw him. As for her, I last saw her at a party
at my house 4 years ago in which she was trying to pick up Jt. Shortly
thereafter, we had a falling out and I haven’t seen her since. See, she
was, well, for lack of a better term, she was kinda slut. She would
always go after all of my friend and had a way of turning them against
her. Plus, at the time I was in love with Jt, so none of that sat well
with me. She now lives in San Diego and just had her second daughter
last summer and is engaged to the father, who obviously has no idea
what he is getting himself into. Anywho, I gave him my number and email
address with the hope of getting in contact with her again, if nothing
else so that I can pass the info onto Dori.One of the guys that played tonight was a very cute 25 year old guy who
looked an awful lot like Will Estes. He had never played before and sat
right across from me. Damn, he was fine, but pretty damn straight. For
his first time playing, he did ok, hanging in there but eventually, he
was the first person out. We had a total of 7 people and long story
short, I kept hanging in there and wound up finishing 4th, nothing too
thrilling. Anywho, that’s all for now people.
Comments (3)
How do you know he was straight? I have no gaydar, so I can never tell. N.
You should get him drunk and go down on him. Everyone’s gay when they’re drunk.
well cards sounded fun, and I came out in the 70′s! disco era was going strong, the BeeGee’s were a hit, John Travolta look-a-likes were all over Minneapolis,(lol) and line dancing was invented when we all got out on the dance floor to dance away, the 70′s rocked!