The art of mastering a successful Pull Out is no easy task. You must size up those around you before deciding whether or not this method could be executed without any serious collateral damage. Last night I pulled out without good reason or proper lead time. This annoyed some people, but what’s a brother gonna do? Let me first apologize to Builder because last night’s pull out method directly affected him.
Let’s get something clear. When I say pull out method, I’m not referring to prom pregnancy prevention techniques. Rather my pull out method is more akin to pulling a Belin or a Bail’n if you will. Since my days at an undergrad, which by my records include today, tomorrow and so on, I’ve been infamous for pulling a Belin, (hell, it is my namesake). Proficient use of the Belin requires a least a few drinks and a shitty attitude both of which I had last night. The perfect Belin requires that the actor duck out unnoticed without any sign of his/her departure. As many of you know, this is my classic move, but last night I had to elaborate on the Belin due to the nature of the situation.
Following work I was in a foul mood, but not because the work day was rough, (in fact it was quite easy). It probably had to do with this off the chain little sister I’ve had to hear about for the past couple weeks. The problem lies within my ability to approach her and discuss monetary and behavioral issues. She shuts down and gets upset as soon as the subjects are broached which makes it nearly impossible to have a conversation with her as a young adult. Anyway, this mood wasn’t getting lifted despite the steps that were being taken to absolve me of my furrowed brow.
Noah and Oveis stopped by and we caught a couple episodes of the Chapelle show that I picked up on DVD at Kim’s. Hawkins and I popped in there after work and said hello to Chris who was doing his best to be a dick in the rental section. Chris and I have a great love/hate relationship that is all about the love on the inside despite the appearance of hate on the exterior. So Noah, Builder, Oveis and I headed to Shades of Green to grab some grub before going to the My Morning Jacket show. At dinner I explained that the show was a no go for me, and that I would sell my ticket. An apology to Mikey who wanted to go, but I prevented it. My bad. Brian, Daylen, Miriam, Beach, Liz and Justin showed up and we finished our drinks before walking to the club.
Outside of Irving a kid was desperate for a ticket and I was equally desperate to go home to view the newly acquired DVD, City of God. I sold the ticket, endured a quick round of name calling and turned my compass back to 186 with intentions in order. On my way I returned a message to Liz who was on the street with Shoshanna. They wanted to catch a drink so I told them one drink and then I was hitting it. We decided on Mary Ann’s because of the margarita factor. After a couple of drinks I realized that the film was now out of reach, but I still got home by 12am. After a few pages of this book I can’t seem to get through, it was lights out.
This is just a quick shout out to Z Money who is heading back to Pennsylvania today to get some knee surgery tomorrow. Good luck Christie! I’ll be through that state next week and I’ll bring you some NYC tap water.
3 Comments:
Jay: Did you know that Kenny G can party so much harder than you?
it's actually a little known fact, but thanks for blowing it up mr/ms no name. Fuck, no i have to worry about falling behind Tesh and Yanni. If you have sensitive information, you should keep your mouth shut.
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