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Dinner at Thai Pepper, my favorite Thai in Houston, complimented by a nice bottle of wine started my evening late. On the way to dinner, we passed this place called The Wine Bucket that caught my eye. I had finished a bottle of merlot while watching Sidewalks of New York before leaving, so the taste of wine was still fresh on my lips and my mind. After dinner, we investigated. A bottle of cab later, they were closing. We befriended the guy that was closing shop and he locked us in for after-party yummies. He generously filled our glasses with the $18/glass liquid sex that he had been drinking all night behind the bar. I was happy. We bid him adieu and skipped up the street to Downing Street Pub. The evening switched pace to deep, wet glasses of Gray Goose caressing oversized olives. A few of these "see throughs" later and I thought it best to retire. The sadness of my day had become nothing but a memory I wasn't even sure of having... the night was warm and inviting and the stars winked at me the whole way home... blowing me kisses. I slept in a cave. I was a bear. I just woke up. I need some coffee... bad.