Last Thursday, my friend Timo came into town. Timo has been a best friend to me since I was a very wee lad. Timo and I have always gotten along, mostly due to our lack luster luck with the ladies. I was humiliated in grade 3 by a girl that I asked out, and for the rest of public school, every girl knew about it, therefore eliminating my quest for a lady. Timo never asked anyone out.
Nowadays, we still get along but not as well. When we see each other, we're normally in the mood to party, but when Timo and I party, things don't always turn out nice and happy. Timo is a big guy. He's not a HUGE guy, but he's larger than me. Timo does not like to do pot. I have offered in the past, I've even tried convincing him to try it once or to stop badmouthing my pot. Yet there is still a more despicable evil that ruins our partying. Alcohol has absolutely no effect on Timo. I'm not a lightweight, but I don't have a high tolerance. I can drink about 8 or 9 beers until I'm plastered. If I drink any kind of liquor this seems to happen faster, unless I'm drinking Tequila or Rum. Then it takes a little longer because I enjoy the flavour so much.
Timo and I met on Friday and ended up walking all over downtown so that he could buy some shoes. I swear, this kid used to wear track pants and sandals every day to school, now he wears expensive, colour co-ordinated outfits. What happened? Well I decided to get back at him by going into the Yonge HMV. (drools) The amount of movies in there for 5.99 makes me wanna hump the walls, and the fact that they have quality vinyl makes me need to find a bathroom. I walked out with Pink Floyd's "The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn," because I need more Floyd, Rage Against The Machine's "Evil Empire," and a vinyl single of Jane's Addiction's "Just Because." Just because that song is so damn good (Love that light room.).
We ended up going to a Raptors game at the ACC, my first visit, with his brother Esko, and his girlfriend. The seats were not too bad, but now having been in the ACC, It seems like it would be hard to find a bad seat anywhere, unlike the tops of Skydome's 500s where I have actually have a nosebleed! (Even though I got it from diving for a t-shirt, but that's beside the point. Man that would have been a sweet slow-motion dive! Like when Joe Cooper dives for the winning home run in BASEketball)
The game was pretty boring, I'm not a basketball man myself, but my evening was exciting because I got to see what kind of technology wasn't in my Skydome. I realized halfway through the game that watching basketball live, is a lot like watching tennis. Look left, look right, repeat 60 times.
When the game was over, Timo and I headed back to Esko's so that Timo could drop off his shoes, and then we were going to head out for a night of drinking. I don't have a fake ID, but TImo is 19 and is my savior in an LCBO. We ended up walking around the city til 1am, then decided to just head back to Esko's with orange juice to mix with Timo's vodka. We both slept on the couch in a constant sitting up position. Timo only got 1.5 hours of sleep, but I got a good 6 hours. A thank you must go out to Esko's roommate who asked me if I wanted to smoke before he went to bed. I went home the next morning, and Timo and I decided to hit the LCBO before it closed, the following night.
Saturday night I got to Esko's around 7 and waited while Timo learned how to roll sushi, and then to eat his sushi. We then went to the mammoth LCBO near Summerhill, and began "my kind" of shopping. We bought 3 4-packs of Smirnoff Ice, Triple Black, and Mike's Cranberry, cause they taste so yummy. I also bought a small mickey of spiced rum, and Timo bought a Guinness cup, which I still think was a waste of money when you can steal one from a bar for free.
We got back to Esko's and began to go through the coolers as we watched Super Troopers (Lord how I don't want to write that review.). About halfway through the movie I suggested to go get some food before I was too drunk, or I might end up ordering 50 chicken Mcnuggets.
When we got back we continued to chow down, drink our bubbly beverages and watch, well suffer, through the rest of Super Troopers. I noticed that Esko, though I'm sure it was his roommate, had a copy of "Waking Life" so I insisted that we watch that after. I just wanted to see the "Holy Moment. Holy Holy Holy!" By this time, Timo was done his coolers and had poured a small glass of gray goose vodka, which he drinks straight. I was done to 2 coolers, and had already finished half of my mickey. Timo went to the computer to check on his Gaia anime game, and I told him that I was going to roll a joint. I was planning on taking the blue light bus home at 3 or 4, smoking the joint on the way home from the Danforth, and getting some quality REM before I had to wake up for work.
Timo turns to me and says, "I'll be out in a minute."
"What?"
"Well, I figure I should try it at least once."
So Timo was going to do pot, he had already admitted to me that he felt "something" from the booze, which is a cause for celebration in itself, but this was going to make my night. I rolled the pot that I had, and Timo and I sat back to smoke it, but only after we watched "The Holy Moment Holy Holy Holy."
Timo took it better than any other first timer I've been with, but I suspect that he might not have inhaled properly. He had to spit twice, but there was only one cough. Good for him. Too bad he felt nothing. I however, hogged most of the pot, and got a little high. It was at this point, that Esko came home, and I decided to leave.
By this time, I was drunk. I was gone. I wasn't collapsing, but if you were to talk to me, I'd probably sound like Big Tom. I got on the bus, and Timo told the driver to dump me at Woodbine. The bus ride home was great, and the lights speeding by were a lovely light show........... I wake up and the driver is walking me to a bus. He says, "You need to get on this bus to get home." So I get on. I remember looking at the bus driver and hearing her name was Nancy............
(I wake up)
"HEY! WHERE ARE YOU GETTING OFF?"
"Hmmm? Where am I?"
"Markham."
"WHAT!?!?!"
It seems the first bus driver forgot, or didn't care. Nancy told me that we would just drive back along the route, and I would get home....eventually. Nancy also informed me that we would have to make a 20 minute detour in order to get on the other side of the road for the return route. Then, of all the things I was expecting her to say, she says, "Do you smoke?" To which I replied, "Uhhhh, Mubba sumtimway."
"Well if you want one, now's the time, as long as you hold it out the window."
Despite my desire to stop smoking.....HOW OFTEN DO YOU GET TO SMOKE ON A BUS?!?!? So I bummed one off of Nancy and we enjoyed a little indulgence.
Eventually I got home, and walked in the door at 6:11am. I went to bed. Woke up. Went to work. Then got a call from Shane.
"Hey, Did you want to come with me to work on the bike tonight at my Dad's shop?" (He talks of his dirt bike that he is selling if any are interested.)
"Uhhhh sure. Where's the shop though? I have to be in for 7am tomorrow at work."
"Oh don't worry, it's not far away."
"Okay, but where is it?"
"Markham."