smooooooooth

Returned to the hotel, freshened up and jumped the brown-line to Tony’s neck of the woods.

I’ve been friends with Tony since age 15. When I start doing the math, I start feeling really old.

“Dr. Tony”, works as a management consultant despite his doctorate in chemical engineering at MIT – Though he enjoys a decent salary, he is starting to learn that “souled out” feeling that comes when you become a corporate cog. He’s not happy – and it shows between his words and in his eyes. I think he’s getting ready to break out – and make a change. I know whatever he’ll do – he’ll kick ass..

 

Tony lives with his girlfriend Brenna – who I had only met in passing before. What a great woman. Articulate, complex, intelligent, oh yeah – and AN AWSOME COOK.

Dinner continued to the patio out back and consumed pricey red wine, cigars and designer cigarettes.
Brenna really let her hair down – which was reassuring… It’s one thing to be pleasant and wonderful and put on a good act for your boyfriend’s odd out of town buddies – but to cut loose and carry on like one of the boys? – She’s genuine. I hope Tony gives her a ring… This one’s a keeper.

Geoffrey, not used to red wine, got schlitzed. We poured him into a cab and returned to the hotel. I promised him that nobody would ever find out about him hitting on the cab driver since I don’t blog.