Sep 23, 2014
ring, ring! beer mug
I took my brother's beer mug along with me, to help the process. It had a bike bell with a four leaf clover on it. But no luck, I started vomiting down the bus on the way to the Ball, I got into the Ball, but ended up under a table.
My ball date, a really beautiful girl who had been invited to another ball that night & had accepted my offer, walked home in her ball dress. In the middle of winter. I took her flowers in the morning - more accurately I took her Dad flowers, because he was the one who opened the door, quickly dispensing with me.
I went to retrieve the beer mug after that, from the venue. But... it was gone.