Holy Mother of God. Am I too old to go out with these people? Too young? Am I not trouble enough or too much. Eddie ( who probably does not like to be called this but I will any way because he owes me – don’t ask) is a crazy man.
He took me out on Friday night to see the TAXMEN at the Chowder Pot in Branford. When I say took, ”me” out I should add that the man is giving Hugh Hefner a run for his money. Eddie and four blonde women quickly became Eddie and FIVE blonde women. Not ONE SINGLE MAN had the nerve to approach any of us even when Eddie wasn’t right next to us. We are talking about a bar packed with leering men and five blonde women were not even approached for fear of what would happen to them ( the approachers) if they did.
Just so there is no confusion about who is leading whom here; SAO is in good hands. None of us were remotely concerned that we were in a loud all male biker bar at midnight. All we had to do was our special signal ( no, I will not tell you) and Eddie was there in a flash. It was fun to be so safe in such an unsafe arena.
Julie ( contributer Juliana Gribbins) and I marveled at the power we held in our little hands. Dance? Don’t dance? Call Ed and have the guy squished? Choices choices.
The TAXMEN were great. We may have been the only people who truly appreciated the drummer hitting BEEGEE’s notes perfectly but thats ok. I still have sore calves from dancing in spiked heels but I’d do it again.
I even danced with a beautiful dancer-type girl, this was fun for two main reasons; every guys eyes popped out of their heads and it got her away from Eddie.
There are so many more things I could bring up but being a gal of good character I will just chuckle about them to myself.. Yes, you should be jealous. This is good stuff.
It was one hell of an evening and I have now earned my proverbial keep by writing about it so Mr Bartlett owes me twice…..
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