A night of fun was had by all and it was really needed.

So the crew and I decided to trapse off to Boise for a sort of a night on the town.

Since Shorty's Bar had reopened I had not been inside and wanted to check it out.

Found Riders Bar & Grill at 16th and front in Boise was closed , but at least one of my hang outs still remains.

So because I was already known did not have to fork over a cover charge which eased my mind, and sat down, near the door. Why who knows we just picked tha table. Wouldn't have myself but there we twuzz.

Then after snagging a very long needed barley pop, sat my 6 down to look over available oppurtunities of the female kind.

Then after about 21:00 hours this young seatcover who was doing the server gig came over took our order. I thought she had went to Mexico for the Tookillya for the Margerita and took the scenic route to Millwakee for the barley pop.

What happened two servers were fighting over our table, and the first one was nearly in tears for messing up the order. Something with just having a baby or something. Maybe she should have stayed home a bit longer.

All I know is Boise seems to be a whole other planet than the rest of Idaho. In essence not as messed up in spirit nor attitude.

While 9 months is the time I need to sleep in Glenns Ferry, but I can nearly tell you where I wont be this time next year and where I will be this time next year. Should have just moved there to begin with.

L8R

AyreWolf