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Douchebag in a Bar

This past Friday night, we went out to help our friend celebrate her birthday at a bar in downtown Austin. Folks, if you're in your early thirties and don't feel old yet, just head on down to 6th Street in Austin to remind you of how young you're not. Now, I did have a lot of fun, but some of the excerpts of conversations I heard may have been enough to lower my IQ by a few points.

One conversation I heard while in the restroom, where one of the patrons was engaged in a cell phone conversation1 with his buddy. What I heard went something like this:

"Dude, you don't even understand. We were supposed to be at Uchi tonight, and the next thing I know I'm here at Opal Divine's. That's how fucked up my life is."

I tried to imagine in what context that bit of commentary might have made sense, or not sounded completely shallow and moronic. I couldn't.

Comedian Lewis Black once said that an aneurysm is caused by hearing an utterance so incredibly absurd that your mind can't process it, and by not having any friends around with whom to discuss the sheer stupidity of the statement2. I am thankful that I was with friends that night, and that I have a blog.

1 I've ranted about cell phones before. Please see here and here, to get a glimpse into my irrational hatred of cell phones.

2 Please see the Wikiquote entry for Lewis Black for more on this particular bit. The quote falls about midway down the page under the "Food/Health" section of quotes.

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