Bad Jim

My nickname is Proper, but Dan finds this humorous and calls me "Not So Proper" because he knows the truth. I'm mostly proper but there are times when I have some of those less than proper moments. Friday night was one of those nights. Without going into too much detail, I'll share.

I was having a perfectly delightful evening out with Dan. We had some drinks and some laughs. He stepped away to go observe a demonstration that was happening in the lower level bar. I remained upstairs, uninterested in seeing some guy have long needles stuck into his chest and back. Call me crazy. I was about finished for the night when a friend from the past emerged. A guy with whom I'd chatted on a number of occasions but had not seen for over a year had come out of hiding. We chatted a while, things got a bit flirtatious. He insisted upon buying me another drink. Then another drink. Eventually he said "let's get out of here."

We got back to his house and proceeded to have a bit of fun. We played Yahtzee in the kitchen then made our way to the bedroom where we played checkers and then started a game of backgammon. But, all of the alcohol caught up with me and before we could start a game of Twister, I called a time out. Long story short, we were a couple of naked drunk guys writhing around on a bed without a purpose. We fell asleep eventually. A little after 5, I woke up, we attempted again to resume our game of Twister but the room began to spin and the games were over. My friend made sure I got home, perhaps we'll meet again sometime soon. If not, we'll always have some laughs about our night of fun.