you know, there's pretty much never a dull moment around here.  i mean, if it's not one thing, it's another.

 

ok, so this past sunday - the 27th - some of my friends were having a pub crawl here in ocean beach.  the newly minted doctors - audiologists, to be exact.  anyway, pub crawl and everyone wears a goofy sign on his/her back, etc.  like 10 bars on the agenda with 45 minutes at each bar and a minimum of a drink at each bar - you know, a pub crawl.  anyway, everybody had a goofy sign on their back and it was ear related - mine said "can you hear me now, bitch?" and had a little clip-on ear on it.  ha-ha , funny, people loved it.

 

so we're about halfway through the crawl and we're at a bar called 'the sunshine company'.  a pretty cool bar with a rooftop patio.  anyway, we're hanging out up there having a good time and what not, and are almost getting ready to get off to the next bar.  only like 5 more minutes til leaving time.  i'm off to the side looking over the balcony onto the street and the sunset.  another nice san diego day - a bit cloudy, but still a nice one.  can't complain about the 70 degrees.

 

so i'm just looking at the sunset and around at the scene, etc.  a guy is sitting over at a table nearby and the waitress stops by him to pick up or deliver a drink.  i halfway hear him say to the waitress, "so, is his shirt basically calling all of us bitches?"  i glance his direction and he says, "hey, are you calling all of us bitches?"  the waitress looks kind of perplexed, and i just say, "uhhh, i don't know...  i guess so?"  i turn back to looking at the street, and i guess that's when he throws a pint glass at me - i turn back to look at him - and all i see is a fist right in my face.

 

yeah, the guy jumped over his table and totally clocked me right in the face, breaking my nose and putting a gash in it.

 

totally didn't see that one coming at all.

 

my friends immediately restrain the guy, and he just yells out, "HE CALLED ME A BITCH!!!"  the bar is in pure shock.  meanwhile, i'm like a geyser just spurting blood out of my nose.  ridiculous.  a friend gets me some napkins and i just walk off to the bathroom to survey the damage.  security eventually takes over from my friends and throws the guy out, but not before they get his info.  anyway, i'm in the bathroom just trying to clean up, and i can tell it's broken right away.  yes, it's sad to say, i'm experienced enough with broken bones that i have a pretty good idea whether or not something is broken now.  awesome.

 

anyway, get most of the bleeding to stop and leave the bar for the ER with a friend driving.  after a long wait, i finally get served, get some x-rays, and get 4 stitiches in my nose.  luckily no disfigured nose, so everything should heal just fine.  just on antibiotics and vicotin for the next couple days still.  the stitiches should be out on friday in time for vegas.  i've got a black right eye, and it was really swollen on monday and the early part of today, but it's steadily gone down since.  should be down to normal in the next day or 2.  the bummer was i couldn't race bikes on monday or today like i had planned.

 

anyway, after the hospital visit was over, we made it back in time for the very last stop on the pub crawl - a bar named pacific shores.  i had a shot of tequila just to put an exclamation mark on the whole monstrous evening.  yeah.