The Routine. . .

I’ve lived by this routine literally like a diabetic lives for insulin for the past few years now. I know everyone has their own little “routine” before going out and for when they get to the bar/club. I figured I'd throw mine out there to the world. I mean what’s the worst that can happen - you jamokes get out a paper and pen, take notes and actually become successful at night? So here’s the deal: I obviously get the essentials out of the way first (Shit, Shower, Shave, Man scape and Pick out clothes). Once that’s done I either have the boys over my house to pre game or I go over their places. Alcohol is picked up immediately; the drink of choice is always Bacardi limon and sprite. I know, I know, it may seem like a bitch drink but ya know what? It does the fuckin job pal! Brain cells are brain cells, we all end up taking them down some way. Once the bottles open the music goes on and the x box is up and running. Game of choice is COD or madden, depending on the mood. Then the always entertaining game to see who drives is played and we go to www.takeurpick.com to find out where we are going. Yes that was a cheap plug for this phenomenal website.

Let's fast forward to the bar/club. Once we get to the spot it’s game time. The second I walk into the door my head is on an absolute swivel. Most guys just check the girls aka “talent.” I personally check both. I don't mean check out like ”Hey pal nice package,” but I look to see if there are goofs, weirdos, or studs like myself. I then go straight to the bar and depending on my initial assessment, it's either beers (Solid Talent and I have a good chance) or Bacardi and diet coke (I’m going “slumming”). After the drinks are bought, peacocking begins. I hit the dance floor with the bros, we show the moves, and let the chicks who are standing around see us then walk back to the bar. Once again if we are “Slumming” it we re-load on hard alcohol. Regardless if it’s a beer or mixed drink, the walk is next. This is a quick lap around the bar to make sure we didn’t miss any possible gems when we first walked in. After the walk its back to the dance floor. I Just dance with the bros. My motto is “If you look like you’re having fun, it will attract people who want to have fun.” I keep dancing till I find a chick I like. I look at her then turn away then do the look back. If she also does the double look, then I know I'm golden and I make my way over. Worse comes to worse if the night sucks and I'm surrounded by buckets of yuck, I just grab another Bacardi and diet coke and make the best out of it...