The night didn't start out that bad. It took three calls to get into contact with Littlewood but thats not unusual. I did almost hit Littlewood driving over to his house, but thats because he decided to run out into the middle of university to try to catch up to me so he could get a ride for the final 100 yards to his house. He had been at Bird and Clif's apartment. But to speed this story up here, Littlewood and I go to his house where he spends 20 minutes looking for his ID just to find it in his wallet. We than go back to Bird and Clifs and meet up with them and Tarbox and watch Dave Chappelle's new comedy special on showtime. Clif's brother and his girlfriend than come over and we all go out to meet up with Tarbox's cousin. Surprisingly, Tarbox's cousin is a girl and definately hot enough to have a supporting actress role on a WB drama, or possibly even the leading role. At this point we're at the Jungle but than move over to the A Pub to meet up with Ballou. Everything is still fine. At some point and time I run out of money and decide to walk home to Littlewood's house by myself.
Now right here is where my memory gets a little bit murky. I was walking home when a Asain kid, probably in his early or mid 20's offers me a ride. Well, I've never met an Asian whose not trust worthy and for some reason, and I cannot even think of why I came to the conclusion that this Asian guy was a friend of my friend T. Thinking about it now its pretty obvious that he wasn't. So I get in the car because I don't want to walk anymore, The Asian dude is driving me and it also becomes apparent that he speaks less than fluent English.
Than all the sudden he goes, "Do you want a blow job?" I sit there, dumbfounded, thinking, did this dude just offer me a blow job? Like, I'm so shocked that I don't know if he said it or if I just misheard his poor english. Or what the fuck, I had no clue really since I've never been propositioned for gay sex before. A minute later the dude ask again if I want a blow job. This time there was no denying, I had been propositioned for a gay sexual act. I mean really, this is like a scene out of a Farley brothers movie. I than finally start thinking again and say, "Dude, you got to stop this car now," while opening the door. The gay Asian stops the car and lets me out. I think I was on Culver right now, but not close to Littlewoods or at least not close enough so I know where I'm going.
From what I can remeber I start walking down Culver because I know it runs into Irondequoit. I walk for what seems hours. Than some kid in a mini-van, I forgot his name but he was only like 17, from webster and looking for some drugs, asks me if I need a ride. Since my last ride with a stranger worked out so well, I say sure and jump in the car. A block or two away this kid from webster sees a black guy on the street and asks him if he's got any weed. The black dude says he can get him some if he gives him a ride. The kid agrees and the black guy jumps in the back seat of the mini-van. We than drive to some street, I don't remeber, where the kid gives the black guy some money for the weed. The black guy than walks into a house and never comes back.
We wait there for like 20 minutes before I go to the kid, 'Dude, he's not coming back." The kid from webster is like, yeah he is, I can see him in the rear view mirror. I look out the window and there is no one there. After another 5 minutes the kid from webster gives up and drives away. Now, instead of getting a ride home or to Littlewood's I let him drop me off at Culver and East thinking I definately can walk to Littlewood's from here and hopefully forget that this night ever happened.
No, obviously I'm not capable of that. Instead of walking toward's Littlewood's house I walk the opposite direction and wind up at the corner of East and Winton. (Note: at some point and time I was able to call Littlewood in the middle of the night, I don't remeber when or how but I don't want to leave out any part of the story) Now that I'm at Winto there's a Hess thats open there. I go into the hess and ask to use the phone so I can call someone for help. I'm still wasted and the guy working there throws me out and tells me to use the pay phone at the Wendy's across the street. I go to the pay phone and cannot remeber anyone's number. I wanted to call my brother Nate but I couldn't remeber his number. The only number that I could remeber was my parents. So I call my house collect and tell my dad to come pick me up.
My dad pulls into the Wendy's parking lot at 4:15 with a slightly angry look on his face. I tell him, "dad theres no way you're night can be worse than mine, some Asian guy tried to have sex with me." At that he left it alone and drove me home.
So in recap, during my worst night ever, I failed to hit Littlewood with a car, learned that Tarbox has decent genetics, was propositioned was gay oral sex by an immigrant from Asia, got stuck riding around aimlessly in a mini-van with a teenaged pot head, was thrown out of a gas station and at the age of 25 had to call my father for a ride at 4 in the morning.