Tonight was the weirdest night of my life, again.

[lifesaver]

Yeah, I know I have said that before, but I have never played the dead body card before.

I was supposed to go downtown to meet one of my fraternity brothers who used to be on the board of directors for the alumni association here in San Antonio. He was back in town for the weekend.. SO we all meet down at Pat O’Brians. Throw down some hurricanes. Good stuff. Then realize that one of the girls with us is my ex-girlfriend. Nice. Then Greg’s old roommate shows up. We call him ‘Camp Jim’, cause hes like the dude from the MTV show. With his ‘girlfriend’. Apparently the dumbest hooker on the block. So then we go to club REVE. They had a velvet rope. We waited behind it while chicks with backfat got in. Apparently the velvet rope means nothing in SA. Yeah. We finally get in and I cant understand whats the big deal. This place isn’t all that.

So finally, after all that and its 2am, and I am tired as hell. So we get the entire group to leave. Not before this one chick with us asks me, “So how do you know Greg and all them?” I tell her “were all old fraternity brothers.” She says, “Where did you go to school, A&M, with them?” I said, “No, UT-San Antonio. Greg joined our association here in town.” She said, do you know Mike Cooper? I am all, “Um, Yeah, hes the guy from SMU who is in medical school here in SA who volunteered with the Alumni Association to help run the colony I advise. Shes all, “Yeah, I went to High School with him.” Wow. Because that’s not crazy enough…

So were all leaving the bar… And on our way to the car (which is a walk I have made both sober and drunk easily 100 times, ) we see a bunch of cops moving us to the other side of the street. So we do and we see a chick in a brides veil ( the kind they give out to the bacheloriete parties here with condoms in it and such) crying on the sidewalk, OVER A DUDE ON THE SIDEWALK, WITH BLOOD SPATTERED EVERWHERE. Yeah. I just saw a dead body. There were only a few cops there. As we were walking away, the fire department was just showing up, with other chicks crying about, “oh my god, why did he jump from the parking garage?” Screaming, crying, WHY? It was terrifying.

Yeah, I am all emotional and freaked out because I have lived in a big-ass city for 12 years now and just saw my first-ass real live dead body all close-up style and stuff and it was creepy. Ya’ll, his head was all smushed and he was lying in a heap and there was blood spattered EVERYWHERE. Everyone was crying and all wiereded out.

I think this might keep me from going downtown for a few weeks. Wow.

Anyone else ever just seen a dead body all fresh style?