Apparently it was a matter of honor for Perrin.

[fbhjr]

This morning my wife, perrin_o_ravnos, julytooth and I headed up to Tom’s new house to help clean up the place.


Actually, the above photo is of the outbuilding behind his house. This is his house.


When we got there, Tom wasn’t there. He had sent me an email Thursday asking for the help Saturday, and I had replied that we’d be there.
So, I called him. It was obvious that even though it was after 11, I had woke him.
“Frank? Why are you calling?”
“You asked for help on your house today.”
“Oh yeah. Well with the bachelor party tonight, I thought I’d skip working on the house today.”
“That’s bad.”
“Why?”
“We’re standing in your yard right now.”
There was a pause.
“Let me take a shower first. It might take an hour to get there.”

I went and told the others. There was much discussion about the bathroom and if we could get to it without Tom being there.
“I’m quite sure I could get in,” I said. “But, I’m not sure it would be worth it to scare Tom letting him know that.”
My phone rang. It was Tom. He told me how we could get into the house before he got there.
So, with only a little worry about breaking and entering charges, we waited for Tom.


We got pizza while we waited and it wasn’t all that long before Tom showed up. The place was looking much better now that they have upstairs painted.


So, we concentrated on the dust downstairs left by the contractors fixing the walls.
Now, you may think that 5 people working all day would easily dust 3 rooms.
You don’t know this dust.


Moping the ceiling was harder then I expected when I started. Perrin did the second ceiling and agreed the dripping down the length of your arms was weird But, we did get it much cleaner.

palusbuteo showed up about the time we finished. My wife and julytooth headed home in my car and we headed to Tom’s friend’s house to get ready for the party.


Our destination was off on the coast, so I climbed into the back of palusbuteo’s car and we drove off through the night.


We met up with the others and had a nice dinner.


There was a lot of beef eaten.


Then, we went off to the strip club.
I’m not big on strip clubs myself. This is only the second time I’ve been to one, and the other was another friend’s bachelor party.
This apparently was a concern to perrin_o_ravnos.
“I like to make sure people have a good time at these,” he told me. “But, I don’t know what to do about you. I usually buy people drinks, special dances or massages. But, you don’t drink, don’t like people pretending to like you, and don’t like to be touched.”
“I’m glad you understand,” I said.
“Unless I can find a dancer with a degree in history or physics, I’m not sure you’d enjoy it.”
“And, with this music I’m not sure I could have a good conversation either,” I said.
He promised to think about it, but didn’t have to worry too much. The guest of honor liked all of the above regular choices.
After dinner and the cover charge to get in, I had $6 left.
My diet Coke cost $5.50.
The ATM at the restaurant had been broken, and I couldn’t see one in the club.
One sip into my soda, and one of the dancers was behind me putting her hand on my shoulder.
“Hi, you want a special dance?”
“It’s his bachelor party,” I said, pointing at Tom. “He’s the one who should get a special dance.”
But, I was not quick enough. He was already off with another girl.
“He’s busy,” she said. “Don’t you want a special dance?”
“What I really need is an ATM,” I said. “Tell me where it is and by the time I’m back he will be ready for his next dance.”
“I know we have one,” she said, looking around. “But, I don’t know where..”
So, she went off and and talked to the DJ then informed me the ATM was out in the lobby.
There was quite a line, and quite a discussion in line about what the fees to use it would be. But, it was only $5. While high, it was no where near what I had feared.

perrin_o_ravnos got palusbuteo one of the special dances. It turned out the girl’s name was Isis, which the three of us all found very amusing given his attraction to Egypt...

While there was no pool table (sad) there were two big projection TVs playing on the wall near the balcony. At first I thought it might be the National Geographic channel, but it only was an ad for it. Instead it was Fox sports. So, I watched the Bruins lose and the Yankees go to at least 13 innings in their game.
Not being a sports fan, the TV might not have been so interesting if the girls were good dancers. But, for most of them it was: walk on stage, take off clothes, pose in front of people sitting along the stage until they threw some money.
There were a few with some interesting moves, but not many and not a lot of interesting moves.
The diet Cokes eventually drove me to the bathroom. The attendant there was a young man who was very enthusiastic with the hand soap. As I washed my hands he leaned towards me and started pumping it towards me. I dodged and kept it off of my hands.
“Please don’t do that,” I said. “I’m allergic to a lot of those soaps.”
“Oh, OK,” he said. “But, you must want a towel.”
“A paper towel will be fine,” I said, pointing to the dispenser on the wall.
“That’s what I’ve got here!” he said. “I’ve already taken them off the roll for you!”
He motioned towards a counter of small bottles, sprays, gels, candy and other snacks.
“Is there anything else you want?” he asked me.
“I’m all set,” I told him.
As I left another guy said: “I need something that will make me smell good to the girls who work here!” Personally, I think he was out of luck.
When I got back to the table perrin_o_ravnos asked me about the mens room. I told him the story, and he soon headed off himself.
When he came back, he tossed me a Hostess cupcake.
“There you go!” he said. “I found you something you like at a strip club!”
Being dubious about snacks from a strip club men’s room, I examined the cupcake. It was sealed in the air tight plastic well.
I ate the cupcake.
“I was right!” he said. “I found something!”
I agreed that his honor was satisfied and he had found something I liked at the strip club.
We were there until the club closed at 12:30. That seemed early to me, but I was just as glad.
As Tom got into his friend’s car to hear back I took this to prove he was alive when we left him.

Actually I didn’t think he was even all that drunk. But, he seemed to have a good time and that was what we were there for.
I got home about 2. Despite the shower, I’ve still got the smell of the air freshener there on me. I fully appreciate why they have a powerful one there with lots of sweaty people in an indoor space. But, it made my eyes burn the whole time we were there, and is still doing that a bit.
So, between that and the gallon or so of caffeinated soda I drank, I didn’t sleep well. I probably got a couple of hours before I just gave up and decided to write this up.
As I said, I think Tom had a good time.

Comments

[morgan-lafaye.livejournal.com]

Glad you had a cupcake. Wow, If it wasn't you that statement would mean sooooo much more.;) Tom looks happy and thats what counts. Hope you got a little more sleep this a.m.

[fbhjr.livejournal.com]

Sadly, no more sleep. Once I'm awake, I almost never manage to get back to sleep.

Yeah, we made a few jokes about "Cupcake"...

[palusbuteo.livejournal.com]

I didn't get a lot of good sleep either, and as much as I thought I'd have some fun, happy dreams from the experience at the club, I instead had a collection of some of the most bizaare dreams I can recall...And a lot of them had a large amount of driving on the highway for "hours and hours aimlessly".....

[fbhjr.livejournal.com]

"And a lot of them had a large amount of driving on the highway for "hours and hours aimlessly"

Wait, that part wasn't a dream...

[palusbuteo.livejournal.com]

right?!

I have a lot of dreams of me driving, and many times lost or way out somewhere I haven't been.

Surely a reflection of the amount of driving I really do.

[malterre.livejournal.com]

And some of the details you didn't write up were pretty funny too ...

Salvation of the club!

[evrgreen.livejournal.com]

That hermetically sealed cupcake was probably the safest, cleanest thing in the whole club! Glad to hear that you enjoyed it and enjoyed observing the group dynamics, too - Tom looks like he had a good time and is now ready (gulp!) to take "THE PLUNGE"....

Re: Salvation of the club!

[fbhjr.livejournal.com]

He had several other candy bars, chips and similar snacks. All would probably be OK as long as you didn't put them down on the table and washed your hands after giving him one of the un-hygenic $1 bills. (I suppose it is a feat to catch the bills where that one dancer was able to do so. But, it did not make me want to get change after that.)