So Much New Year Excitement Your Head Will Spin

SARCASM ENSUES
Phase 1: The night started with Ax and I attending a surprise party for his dad. Everything went very well. However it must be noted that the host is off her rocker. Ax's dad's sister, Glenda, is blind. The host, Kaye, began telling a story about how she took Glenda to the mall once and FORGOT she was blind. Kaye left Glenda on the escalator. Hello, only a MORON would forget Glenda is blind. Sheesh.
Phase 2: We meet Tom and Sandy at our house for a night of good times and laughs. Ironic, those are the very ingredients that were MISSING from our evening. First we traveled to the Mellow Mushroom. It was an hour wait for a table. To hell with that, so we made our exit. Sandy had never been to a club and decided that she'd like to go to one. We arrived at said club. Sandy stood around with a look on her face like she was too good to be there. If her nose had been any higher and it had rained, she'd have drowned. Come on! All you have to do is stand around a people watch. Trust me. That is amusement enough on a crowded night. Every wacko around puts on his spiffiest duds and struts his stuff. I actually saw the most hilarious mullet ever for the brief time we were there. Because of poor wittle Sandy, we left after about 15 minutes. Wasted a $10 cover, each. Dammit. I'm not what I'd call cheap, but I HATE wasting money.
Next, we went to Chili's. That was an okay part of the evening. The drinks and appetizers were very good. Sandy didn't seem too snobbish in that environment.
We decided, after leaving Chili's, to go across the street to a very groovy club. Sandy seemed excited about it. We'd read that the cover was $10 a head. We arrived to witness a guy passed on in the parking lot. He was a limp noodle. The security officer was putting him into a position on his side in case he vomited. I hope they called an ambulance for him. We didn't stay to find out. After being informed of a $2 coatcheck, we were told of a $20 a head cover charge. To hell with that. We exited.
Phase 3: We arrived at mine and Ax's house in time to see the ball drop, after stopping for drinks. The ball dropped and I was only expecting an intense smooch, sans tongue, from Ax. But I got a very nice surprise. A straight up, make my hair curl, kiss from him. What a great way to start 2006!! However after that, courtesy of Tom and Sandy, the night went downhill. I put on some funky old school disco, just for kicks. Sandy and I began to shake our groove thang. Tom began to berate the music, saying how awful it was, and how awful we were for enjoying it. He was also making racial remarks. This is a very sensitive thing for Sandy. Her great, great, great grandfather was black. Her step-father is black. Tom is a racist pig. It's something I truly despise about him. Needless to say, Sandy got seriously pissed at Tom. They went around the corner and came back. She did not look happy. She put on her coat and said she was ready to go. I tried to ask her if Tom could have his one freebee for 2006 now, so that they could enjoy New Year's. Oh but hell no. She was done with it. They hit the door.
The night was then left for Ax and I. We had a good time. It was actually more fun without them.
Another side effect of the evening is that now I am more than a little disillusioned with Sandy. I had thought she was a great chick. Now I'm thinking she's not so much the easy going, fun loving, normal person I had her figured for. It's certainly disappointing. I almost told her about this blog. Boy am I glad I didn't. It would SUCK to not be able to freely vent about it all here.