Drinks and Darts at the Dive bar

It’s free pizza night at my dive bar. The last time I was there was on last week. I wentsassycat3000, a to z challenge, latina blogger, Drinks and Darts at the Dive bar there to see my best friend shoot darts because her team was playing at my bar. I had stayed away for Lent. Yes, I’m no longer a practicing Catholic, but I thought it would be a good excuse to remove myself from the drama of a dive bar.

A lot has changed since I’ve been away for those few weeks. Bartenders getting fired, new bartenders suck and probably wont be there long. The drunks want their drinks fast and not have to wait 10 minutes for a beer. The jukebox is no longer connected to the internet because the bartender who made sure the bill was paid is no longer working there and now everything is kind of upside down.

THE BEST THING A DRUNKARD CAN DO IS BUY A ROUND OF DRINKS FOR A CROWED BAR

There is no more restaurant style pizza, but wings and frozen pizza. WHA?! Frozen pizza?! I guess drunks will eat anything if its free and there is booze involved. I’m not one for chicken wings, so I continued to drink my pineapple juice and Malibu Rum. I sipped my cocktail while listening to some of the female regulars go on about each other while each one of them took turns going to the LR. One conversation got only ugly when two of the women were arguing about having to take another one of them home. There were a few “fuck you’s” exchanged and I thought to myself “this is the reason I don’t have female friends.” I would have told both of them to fuck off, not to feel obligated that I have to take one of them home.

sassycat3000, a to z challenge, latina blogger, Drinks and Darts at the Dive barI wrote about the dive bar once before, but I didn’t go into detail about the patrons, the drunks. They are like an extended dysfunctional family. Everyone knows everyone, they all are related by some way or they grew up with each other, but John Doe can’t just walk in and sit down to have a drink. The bar is so far off the main path its difficult just to find the door.

Sometimes, the atmosphere is dark and cold. Other times its filled with crazy drama and other times it’s filled with the drunkest of men. When glasses fall and break to spilling someone else’s drink, the drunks are made to clean up their messes.

ALWAYS TOAST BEFORE DOING A SHOT

As the evening processes and the drunker every one becomes, more drinks are bought, shots and toasts are made. Since Mr. Sam & I have been “together” the regulars now embrace him as one of their own which makes me happy. I am ashamed to admit that I wanted to have Mr. Sam replace Charlie and those good times. Yet on the other hand I am glad I have Mr. Sam there with me, because it’s now once again that the alcohol flows again like milk in the land of milk and honey.

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THE BAR CLOCK MOVES FROM 10 O’CLOCK TO LAST CALL IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE

I used to shoot darts back in the 90’s. I used to watch Charlie play a few years ago, he had used my darts and destroyed them. I need to get some new ones, but I don’t play that often so its now on the top of my list. However, there are a few guys there that are hardcore. sassycat3000, a to z challenge, latina blogger, Drinks and Darts at the Dive barI always tell myself that I am only staying for a few drinks, one or two. Regrettably it never turns out the way, I always end up staying too long. I end up trying to fit in my desires in to a short amount of time when I should have cut my drinking & socializing time down instead. I’ll never learn, but the practice is fun & exciting.

Canvas

I appreciate “the artist” allowing me to use him for photos. I tried to take photos of the canvas but the texture of the canvas reflects and you can see the grooves in it.

He’s been hard at work with his recent painting. He is self-taught and always learning about his craft. He has sold a few of his prints in a Chicago gallery. He does have a dark side to his art, but don’t most artists have a tortured soul?

I’m pretty sure he didn’t mind being used by me at all. He is a really close friend, it would crush me if he disappeared from my life. I hope that never happens. I hope he will always be around in my life.

C is for Canvas.

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Brushes

Someone told me that I need to step outside my comfort zone when it comes to taking my photos, that I need to be fluid. I’m not sure what that means or how to start to change to become more fluid.

While I was taking photos of my friend The Artist, I decided to take a few other photos. He has lots of art supplies, all kinds of paints, sketch pads, canvas, pencils and brushes.

B is for Brushes.

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A is for Artist

Yea yea….I know that the #atozchallenge is mostly for writing about subjects that start with the letters of the alphabet but I’m winging it (again) and bending the rules.

What ever pops into my head that starts with the letters, is for I’m going for. Be ready for anything this month. Of course I’m behind on posting. I’m blaming that on my wayward life, that includes Mr. Sam and My Beloved, family etc.

Better late than never, my friend the Artist.

A is for Artist

 

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Shopping! [SS308]

Weekends are for ….SHOPPING.

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I received a Victoria Secret gift ecard last week from an admirer of my cleavage, photos and stories.

I went to the mall to select my new bra. The Victoria Secret Perfect Coverage Bra.

Most of you know I edit the hell out of my photos. WHY?! Because I’m filled with self-image and self-hate issues. That isn’t a plea for anyone to debate or to attempt to make me feel better. Not my intention, it’s one of my character defects that I work on daily.

I took the following photo to share with my admirer via Sinful Sunday, but I felt old & fat. (OH Yeah?! Stop complaining and do something about it. I know, I hear that in my head).

I always show my beloved the photos before I use them and ask for his opinion. I sent him the edited version first then the original. [BELOW] This photo he didn’t understand the editing.

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On or Off?

He went on to say he wasn’t sure of my point, then I sent him the original. Now mind you, I hate how I look in it. We know our flaws, I don’t need him to point them out, but I wanted him to see the difference in the photos. After looking at them both he says “the original is not flattering to you at all. Your belly is too big and it looks like the bra doesn’t fit.

I’m not upset, because I knew exactly what he was talking about. That’s what I’d seen as well, being insecure I asked Mr. Sam for his opinion. This is what he said “I think it’s hotter than the edited one. Shows your boobs, skin color, and your stomach don’t look fat but when you look your eyes go straight to boobs (as you want) then follow your stomach to wonder what’s below.”

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My admirer enjoyed my previous photos and I hope he continues to enjoy my edited & unedited photos. They are for him to enjoy. I truly am grateful for the few admirers, efriends and followers that I have. Thank You, Mr. T for my beautiful, new blue VS bra!!!

 

Rest & Relaxation

But there really isn’t any rest for the wicked and wicked I truly am.

I normally don’t like posting unflattering photos of me. However, I’m trying to push myself out of my comfort zone a little at a time.

I’m always the one taking pictures of others. Here is a photo taken by someone else. I found this photo somewhat fitting because of the end of February Photo Fest. I’m disappointed in myself for not keeping up with it this month. I’ve said it before I can give all the excuses for not keeping here with things here. Hopefully I can get my shit together, get back on track.

There ain’t no rest for the wicked
Money don’t grow on trees
I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed
There ain’t nothing in this world for free
I know I can’t slow down
I can’t hold back though you know I wish I could
No there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good…” by Cage the Elephant

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