Tuesday Rocks

Had no intention of going out. Then Deep called and said he wanted to say goodbye since he was leaving for Calcutta the next day and didn't know when he would be back. So I got Thomas to join in as well since they haven't seen each other in a while and who knows when the next meeting might be.

Thomas and I decided that we'd just go a little earlier and grab a bite there as well.

Guess who we should bump into when we got there? Seamus R Kelly was alreday there propping up the bar. Apparently, Heather and Jules were going to be by later as well as one of their friends were leaving.

Darren, think that's how I'd spell it since I don't know any female Darrens, tends the bar at Pebble. She's actually Thai and had just finished with her college studies in India. She's still thinking of ways to stay in Bangalore now that student visa is about to expire.

Deep finally arrived with two cricket players (have no idea who they were), whom he affectionately referred to as bozos. He was kinda working the room, so we actually practically only managed to say hi and bye, even though we were initially to meet him.

Seamus was a real hoot. He regaled us with 'stories' (the Irish do not tell jokes) from home. We heard about how his mother set him up at his sister's wedding so that he would make a huge faux pas in his speech; and how his wife told him that he had to go home so that his daughter, who was 12 then, could see a penis. Thomas figured he still has two years to prepare for this... But what took the cake was when he was halfway through a story and Thomas pointed out to him that perhaps the bear in question should have been a polar and not a panda. The punchline was much better for that.

Who'd have thought a Tuesday evening could turn out to be so much fun.