J-Si’s Blog: Bachelor parties and things
Well, we had a pretty action packed vacation. The kind of vacation where you don’t feel like you got any rest at all. We had Kinsey’s grandma in town for the first half of the week, so there was a lot of driving and dinners. Then my buddy, Frank, came to visit for the second half of the week and that was a little more intense because he wanted to check out the bar scene. Then we headed off to NOLA for a bachelor party.
So I will hit ya up with some highlights: I freaking met Luke Joeckel! It is a pretty big deal for me because I love football and because some NFL experts have him going number 1 in the draft this year, and others have him going early… either way, he is a stud, who has been talked about quite a bit the last few weeks. Really nice guy too! This guy is going to have millions of dollars by the end of next month. I, on the other hand, will still not be worth millions of dollars. ha!
Now for the bachelor party highlights:
We did a swamp tour. Loved it! I don’t know how long we were out there, but we did see a ton of alligators. So what did we do after we finished the tour? We ate alligator. Not too shabby. It tastes like chicken, when you overcook it a bit, and its a little tougher to chew, but definitely had delicious flavor.
I don’t know if this is a highlight but it’s interesting. We were walking back to the hotel around 3 a.m. on the French Quarter. We had about 10 guys and we had been having fun for a few hours…and by a few hours, I mean all day. All of a sudden a girl, who forgot to wear a shirt, walked right up to us. She didn’t look like good news. “Where are you cuties going?” I have been in the French Quarter at 3 am in the past, and knew that this was not headed towards a friendly conversation of the weather, and sports. So I just told her that we were headed back to our hotel room to crash. She then said, “well I got some friends of mine that would love to come with you guys to help you out.” Help us with what? Packing? No, young children, that is not what she was insinuating. I once again said, “absolutely no.” She didn’t like that answer, so I got cursed out by her as we walked off. She’s making a huge scene, people are looking, but I told my buddies to just keep walking and not to give her attention. All of a sudden, a guy walks past us at a brisk pace, stops in font of us, causing us to stop moving, and he takes his beer bottle and just smashes it on the ground, as he stares us down. His eyes were just blank and it was like nothing was there. Scariest stare ever, because I had no idea what he was doing. We just stood there, didn’t say a word. He didn’t say a word. So I start moving around him, making sure he doesn’t have any more tricks under his sleeve, as a bouncer from the club we were in front of came out. The pimp (I think he was the girl’s employer) then whips his head towards the bouncer, and proceeds to stare him down. The bouncer didn’t mess around and says, “you do that in front of my club again, and someone is getting capped.” Needless to say, we walked off. haha. So hopefully, nobody got “capped”.