Monday, February 11, 2008
 

This couple moved in around the corner from us about a year ago. I'm usually ambivalent when it comes to our neighbors-- excepting the ones I fervently hate for no reason-- but these people were legendary in their old neighborhood for hosting free-for-all Happy Hours. Apparently when they'd turn on a red light in the window, that was the sign for neighbors to stop by for a drink.

This piqued my interest. Not enough to walk over and welcome these people to the neighborhood or anything, but enough to glance out the window in their direction from time to time. Enough to keep a pair of shoes and a shot glass by the door. But I never saw the infamous red light.

Until tonight! When I came home from the grocery store a few minutes ago, there it was! I didn't even see it at first, I just felt it burning quietly into my soul. But now I'm all trepidatious. What's the protocol in a situation like this, exactly? Do I just show up? Am I supposed to bring something? Because that kind of moots the whole point. Why speed walk all the way over there when I could just drink my own liquor in the street? Plus, it could just be Brothel Night, don't think that hasn't occurred to me. Not that I'm anti-Brothel Night, mind, but it's definitely going to influence what I wear.
 


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