What a night.

I went and got my clothes off the line, not dry, but near enough. Stuck the fan on them, and jumped in the shower, they were right when I got out.

I tried calling my mate to find out what the story was, since I hadn't followed up the sms he sent me last night, saying to meet at one guy's place at 7, and we'd go from there. I tried calling him, and was told that he was on the phone at the time, so I hung up.

It was now about 6.30pm, I grabbed my stuff, and left.

I went to McDonalds on the way, grabbed some cheeseburgers and chips, and kept going.

I got to my mate's place, no sign of the other mate's car, hmm. No sign of my mates (who's place it is)' car either, and no one home. It was about 6.45pm.

I had a couple of missed calls, my mate who was on the phone calling me back, and the message service.

I waited a minute for the message service to try calling me again, ate a burger while I waited, didn't ring. I tried calling him again, no answer.

I waited, ate more, and then my phone rang, it was my mate calling me back. I said where I was, and asked what was going on, he said he was on his way there, so I said I'd see him when he got here, and hungup.

I wandered around a bit, finished eating all the food.

Just after 7pm, my mate turned up, followed by another mate I haven't seen since the MC5 concert a few months ago.

They parked their cars, and said the other guy wouldn't be here until about 7.30pm, so we were going to wait in the Leagues Club for him.

I chucked my stuff (helmet, jacket), in my mates car, (since I couldn't put it in the house), and then we walked down to the club.

On the way walking to the club, my mate paid me $100 of the money he owes me for concert tickets.

We signed in, went into the cocktail bar area, the others got beers, I got a Bloody Mary. The bartender chick asked if I was a bit hungover, and I said it had been one of those weeks.

She made the drink, I paid, and she said "Good luck with it". Whatever, I'm not that hungover.

I went over to the table where my mates were, and we chatted and drank. The music in there was crap, bloody Village People.

They had another beer each, I was still drinking, we were waiting for our other mate to call.

While we were chatting, someone mentioned something about the Tsunami, and my mate that I'd gone to the Brian Wilson concert with mentioned that one of the guys from the orchestra that was with Brian Wilson had been washed out to sea, and they hadn't found him.

At 7.45pm or so, I called him, he'd got home, and got ready, and was walking down, we were going to get a taxi from there.

They finished their drinks, and we went and stood outside to wait for him.

We waited and waited, eventually we saw him wandering down the road. He got there just before 8pm.

We jumped in a taxi that was waiting there, and went out to the Terrigal Bowling Club. The fare to get there was $22 something. Not sure what time it was, but I'd guess about 8.20pm.

We went in, signed in, paid $10 to see The Beatnix.

We went to the bar, I shouted the first drinks, I had a Smirnoff Ice, I should have known better, those don't really agree with me, but anyway.

We had a look around, there were no seats or tables available.

We stood in the pokies area to wait, the show was supposed to start at 8.30pm, but it was past that now.

I played the pokies, wasted a couple of bucks, roamed around, putting a dollar in here and there, not really getting anywhere.

I got another drink, a bottle of JD and Coke, went back and had another go at the pokies. I played one my mate was sitting in front of, had played, but not won anything.

I got free spins on it, and won $5. I walked around, putting a few dollars of it back in here and there, pretty much just winning it back to a dollar, taking it out, and going to another machine.

I got another drink, another bottle of JD and Coke. $6 each they were, and I was given 4 $1 coins as change, bit suss.

I put it in the pokies anyway, on the last dollar, I got free spins on a machine, and won $7.

I gave up at that point, with a pocket full of dollar coins.

The show started, a bit after 9pm I think it was.

The setup here wasn't great, the drummer was up on some sort of makeshift "stage", which was just big enough for him and the drumkit.

It was so high, he was almost bumping his head on the ceiling, and he was crammed up next to a tv (that wasn't on).

The other guys were just on the floor in front of him, so when people got up to dance, you could hardly see them.

They did most of the same set from last time.

I went in and got another drink, I was sick of stuff with Coke, was getting indigestion, so I got a Gin and Tonic instead.

That was nasty, like sucking on a lemon.

It took me ages to finish it, and then one of the others went in to get another drink, and bought me another one, argh, I drank it anyway, I was past the taste by then.

The first half of the set was done, and the guys took a break.

I can't remember anymore drinks at that point.

Their break went for ages, like 45 minutes, eventually they came back out, in their Sgt Pepper's outfits, and apologised for taking so long.

The played more songs, more of the stuff they did last time, it was still good.

I went and got another drink, a screwdriver.

While they did more songs, we had a bit of a dance and sing, there were a couple of fat chicks near us, and one of them kept bumming smokes off my mate.

They finished up, came back out for an encore, and then went off again.

We were expecting them to come back again, and do Hey Jude, like last time, but they didn't.

We stood around for a bit. Just before we left, some guy made an announcement over the PA in the club, "The time is now 12 pm, uhh, 12 o'clock, and all poker machine service has ceased". Yeah buddy, I don't think it's 12pm somehow, it's bit dark for that.

Then we left, to go somewhere else in Terrigal. I think it was now about 11.50pm.

The fat chicks left at the same time, and as we walked along, they were calling my mate "The Fag Man", because he kept giving them cigarettes, hmm, not a nickname I would want.

We lost them in the car park, and kept going.

We got to the ramp to get from the car park up to the street, I was a smartass, and decided to climb up and over the railing, instead of walking all the way up the ramp.

After getting up there, and a getting a little bit down the street, I regretted that, bit of a pain in my back.

We stood here for a minute, and said "what are we doing" etc, I wouldn't have minded going in the beer garden for another drink, but my mate said that it gets difficult to get a taxi after 12.30am, and it was now midnight.

I was starving, and wanted a pizza, we wandered over to the pizza place, I asked what anyone wanted, someone said a meatlovers pizza, with bbq sauce. Suits me. I went in, they had an "all meat" pizza or something, so I ordered that, and paid, $10.90.

The guy told me it would be about 15 minutes, so I went back outside to wait.

There was a wedding party in the beer garden across the road, it looked like one of the guys was being asked to leave, so he was standing there arguing with the security guard, while another one filmed the whole thing.

We all knew what was going to happen, and next thing, there's a huge punch on.

There were about 4 or 5 guys in suits going at it, chicks, the security, everything, it was great. We were right across the road from it, far enough away for it to be fun, so we were cheering and clapping as it went on.

Next thing it was down the stairs, and making it's way up the street, people getting punched all over the place, chicks kicking people, terrific. I counted about 30 people involved at that point.

Then it made it's way into the street, and was holding up traffic, a few people got dragged off the road on to our side of the road, but about 30m up the street, and the rest went back off on the other side.

The fighting pretty much stopped now, a few guys wandered down near us, and stood there.

A chick up the road started shouting obscenties at someone, and with the stuff coming out of her mouth, even I was offended.

One guy on our side of the street went charging across the street, and up the stairs to try to get back in the beer garden.

Somehow I didn't think he was getting in there, there were now about 15 guards at the top of the stairs. He stood there for a little, bit and then came back down the stairs.

It was all over now, and the guy from the pizza place came out, and gave me the pizza.

We sat down at the table outside, and hoed into it, it didn't take long to finish it, I cleaned up the mess, bit's of pizza that had dropped on the table, back into the box, and then we went across the road, and jumped in a taxi. It was a bit before 12.30am.

I asked the taxi driver if he'd seen the squabble, and he said yeah, and then we both said in unison "How good was it?!" heh.

He asked where we're going, Gosford Leagues he was told. and he started the meter.

We chatted about the fight for a minute, he said he'd had a fare, a couple of chicks, and they'd made him wait so they could watch it, (and keep the meter running).

We were all laughing about the fight, and he said how good it was to see a bit of biffo, it's always fun.

We went on about it for a while, and then he asked why we were going to the Leagues Club, I said I didn't know, but that I'd been told we were going there (didn't really want to go back there).

Then we chatted a bit more, and as we came up to a set of lights, it went orange, so he stopped and waited, but the car next to us ran the red light.

A few seconds later, we saw flashing lights, haha, looks like he's getting busted, but then we noticed the cop car was coming the other way, and kept coming.

A white car in front of it changed lanes, to turn right at the traffic lights the other guy had run, and the cops got in behind him, he's busted for something.

Speeding I said it probably was, and the taxi driver said he'd been done speeding along there before Christmas, and now he only had 3 points left on his license.

I told him about my fun with police recently, all the fines and crap, and we went on about how they should be sorting out real crime, instead of just busting people for useless stuff.

We got back to the Leages Club, and the guy was a smartass (he was a pretty cool driver though), and drove up on the foot path to drop us off. It was now almost 1am.

The fare was $25 something. Don't know how that works, since it was a shorter trip than on the way out there. Perhaps there's an after midnight surcharge or something.

I paid, someone gave me $5 from the back, and we got out.

We went back into the club, I showed my card, went in, my mate (who was late before, and hadn't been in the club) signed in, and went in.

My other mate still had his sign in slip from the first time we were in there, showed that, and went back in.

The other guy had lost his, so had to sign in again. Apparently he just scribbled something on the slip, instead of writing his name, and the woman there motioned to one of the guards.

He came over and asked my mate how much he had had to drink tonight, he said "oh, a bit", and the bouncer asked what a "bit" was, my mate replied "oh, about 10 beers", and the bouncer asked him if he would mind not coming into the club. (I didn't find this all out until later, we just saw our mate looking like he was waiting to sign in for a while).

We worked out that he couldn't come in, so I went back out to find out what was going on, another guy there open the barrier, and tried to steer me out, I said I wanted to speak to my mate who couldn't get in over there, and then he let go of the sash so I could get over there.

The bouncer told me that he couldn't come into the club, and that we had to leave, I said that was fine, but we had another couple of mates inside, could we wait there until they came back, and we'd all leave, but they said no, we'd have to wait outside.

We went outside, and stood near the door, so our other mates would see us, one of them did, and came out. The three of us waited there.

While we were waiting there, some pissed bloke was arguing with 3 bouncers, he'd dropped his memebership card while being thrown out, and they wouldn't give it back to him. He stood there arguing with them for several minutes.

I felt like going over and telling him not to bother, since there was no way he was going to get his card back, the way he was carrying on, but I just decided to watch instead, it was more fun.


Eventually my mate got called by the other guy, to find out where we were, said we were outside, and then he saw us, and came out.

We stood there for a bit, I said I just wanted to go back to our mate'a place, and have a quiet drink, he said he had spirits, but no Coke.

My other mate, who was too pissed to get in, said he wanted beer, not spirits.

I wanted to go across to one of the other pubs, to try to get some takeaway alcohol, but they didn't want to, were waiting for someone else to come out of the club (some chick a couple of them work at Target with).

I walked across to one of the other pubs on my own, the bouncer came out, I asked if they did off license, but he said not after midnight, and no where else would either. It was now after 1am, oh well, thanks anyway, and I walked back to where my mates were again.

The chick they were waiting for had come out, a couple of my mates spoke to her for a few minutes. I went over near our other mate, and I said I'd had enough of waiting around here, and he agreed.

We eventually decided to go back to our mates place (just the 4 of us, that had been out to Terrigal and back, not the chick), so we started walking back there.

I said I'd go around to the service station nearby (about 600m away from my mate's place) to get some Coke, I asked my pissed mate what he wanted, a packet of chips or something, he said yeah, then the three of them went to my mate's place, and I kept going.

There were all sorts of dero people hanging around on the street once I got around the corner, to get to the service station.

Some guy said I didn't look too happy, and I told him about my mate that was too pissed to get back into the club, while I kept walking. He said "you know why [he couldn't get back in the club]?", and then said "because he's pissed". Thanks for the insight mate, tell me something I just told you.

I kept walking, went past more deros, some guy pushing an empty shopping trolley that someone had dumped, telling me he's just off to do some shopping. Great, thanks mate, I couldn't have lived without you telling me that.

There were more deros, a couple of guys with no shirts on, and about 6 feet of underwear visable, pull your fucking pants up idiot.

My phone rang, it was my pissed mate. He asked if I was at the service station yet, I said not yet, and then he told me that he wanted a pie, and someone else wanted a pie, and he wanted a sausage roll, I asked if he wanted a pie or a sausage roll, he said both, and the other guy didn't want anything.

I got to the service station, and was just walking through past the bowsers when I got off the phone.

I went in, grabbed Coke out of the fridge, and a couple of packets of chips (one for my mate, and one for myself). Then I said I had to get some pies, went over to the pie oven.

There was only one beef pie, so I grabbed that, and a Shephards pie, and a sausage roll, I dumped them on the counter, and asked if the guy had any sauce packets, and got some.

He rang it all up, $18.90 it came to. I paid, he chucked it all in a couple of bags, and I started on my way back to the house.

On the way back, I got bailed up by the deros again. The guy who'd said I looked angry, this time asked to bum a smoke off me, I told him I didn't smoke, and kept going.

He started to cross the road. I spotted a cigarette on the ground, and turned around and said "mate, there's one on the ground here", then I noticed another, and said, "there's a couple here mate", and then he turned around, came back off the street, picked them up, said "mate!", and went across the street again.

I continued on my way, got back to the house, there were a couple of spots of rain as I went up the hill.

I went up, dumped the food on the counter, cracked open the Coke.

I was going to have a bourbon and Coke, but then decided against it, and just had the Coke.

My mate had a pie, my other mate had his sausage roll. I opened the chips, and my other mate had a couple of them.

We stood there chatting in the kitchen for a while, I must have been at least 1.30am at this point, if not later.

A little while later, I said "what's on Rage", and we went over and put the telly on.

They were showing old episodes of Countdown, and an episode from 1984 was on. We watched that, and laughed, and then they showed an episode from 1981, and then from 1978, and then an episode of Music Arena from 1986.

I kept getting up and getting more Coke to drink, and then I started drinking water, was feeling a bit seedy, more tired though. I stood in front of the air conditioner for a bit, a few times, that was good.

About 4am, my mate (who's place it was) disappeared, assumedly went to bed. I went outside with the other guys. I wanted to get my stuff out of his car, in case he wants to go in a bit, the other guy came out to get a pillow from his car.

It was massively humid outside, and warm. I got my stuff out of the car, the other guy got his pillow from his car, and he went back inside, where it was nice and cool, because the air conditioner was on.

They showed a bunch of INXS clips, and a few other clips.

About 4.50am, my mates went to lay down, we tried to shut the curtains first, but then realised they're only frame curtains, and don't cover the whole window.

They lay down, I put a newspaper on the lounge, and put my feet on it (didn't want to take my shoes off, requires too much effort), and put my head down to watch the tv.

I feel asleep lot very long after, around 5am I guess.

I'll put the rest of today in the next blog..