Sunday, December 12, 2010

Soul Night

After reading some of the posts I quickly realized that the poop monster is really the only one pooping (golden nuggets of literary genius) all over the blog and therefore feel obligated to contribute.

School is over. Finals are over. Out of Eugene. Into Soul Night. First night back into bridge city and I'm just jonesing to get my feet loose and let off some steam. Without even saying hi to the folks I head straight to "Soul Night", Portland's best foot loosen, knee banging, hips gyrating, heart pumping, beer drinking, and soul sexin spot in town. A place were people of all ages, sizes, and rhythmic abilities come to blow steam. Due to a perfect gas mixture of: 2 pints of IPA, a redbull, 2 shots of gin chased with lime, and 2 Olympia tall boys [its in the water], my dancing engine was running full force and in over drive. Steam was released, sweat was drained, and I went home an extremely happy and beat individual.

And while you're waiting for Friday to role around, clear your living room, crank this song, and get your soul practice on:



2 comments:

  1. Im glad someone else finally commented. I liked the writing. I was tickled.

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  2. That sure was a fun night of hootin and janglin. For all those reading (meaning our household), prepare for a sweaty winter night of more (Cleavland) steam rolling in our basement.

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