Perfect... Tonight was one of those evenings that turned out ossem...

I rolled out of bed early and helped my mother move into a new place. It was 82 degrees today...not exactly the best weather to be moving furniture in.
But after I was done, I got a call from Frito. He turned 35 on Monday and his girlfriend was making him dinner and they invited me over! We had steaks the size of dinner plates, twice baked potatoes and braised carrots, beers and chocolate cake for dessert!
Then we piled into the his Mini Cooper, blasted The Hold Steady and went down to The Baltic Room where Kid Hops, DJ Riz, Rebecca West and AC Lewis played everything from 'broken beat' to electro and deep house. We were met by several friends and I was introduced to some really nice new people too...and though the evening started off slow, by 11:30 the joint was jumpin!
After gettin' my swerve on, we got back to the Frito's and I rode my bike home along Lk. Washington - it was peaceful and perfect, with nothing but me and my motorcycle and the lake.
I sang "That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore" all the way home...'cause I could die with a smile on my face right now.