Daveed Reviews

Tension at the Neighbors

Last night Rudy and I went across the street and had dinner with our neighbors, Ron and Judy. The last time I talked to Ron, it was in my drive way. I was wearing a pink "You're a Fag" t-shirt that my bro made me wear the night of my bachelor party.

I was hot.

Ron kept breaking my horizon and staring at Ponch. I was sure after that moment that he would never talk to me again. I was wrong and we ate diiner with them last night, where he talked to me freely. Needless to say, I wore a slightly more tasteful T last night.

A few minutes after our arrival, Judy offerred me and Rudy each a glass of wine. Not to be rude, we said "Yes, please" and we were presented with a tasty glass of chianti. Ron joined us in the kitchen and filled his glass. Being astute, I asked Judy if she was going to join us.

"No".

"Oh. Do you not like wine or do you not drink?" I ask.

"I don't drink. Anymore. Because I used to drink too much"

Silence from Daveed.

posted by daveed @ 19.2.06