Man Jose

While at work today and I had a quick flashback to a few months ago. When I went up to San Jose to visit a good friend and his girlfriend because I needed a little escape from Santa Barbara. I don't remember too much about the weekend as I am sure most of it was spent playing guitar hero and rock band, and therefore not blog worthly. But I did recalll one night that we went might be a worthly of a short blog.

The night started out with a few drinks at their apartment and before we decided to head out to a bar in downtown Saratoga. I was newly single at the time and looking to blow off a little steam, through the act of dancing. We paid like a $10 cover a this bar, I wish I could remember the name to warn all of my many readers for patronaging this place, and it seemed pretty happening in there. And by happening, I mean like in Soledad. As we enter the bar, all I see is bro's. Tons and tons of bros. I mean like, wall to wall bros. I get kinda bummed by this, and I let my friend Chris know. I'm like whats the deal man? I mean its cool you brought yourself a girl, but there are seriously like 4 chicks in this place. You suck dude.