THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD (involves the Truth, The Mayor, "No Jeans")

Two years ago this weekend, I joined The Chancellor, the former Lady McGinley and McGinley at Jimmy V's on a Saturday night. We watched Carolina host Dallas in Saturday Night Football. Earlier in the day I went to the Florida-Ohio State basketball game with a German exchange student. I've said on many occassions that Jimmy V's is where good times go to die, but on this night, well, it's not like Jimmy V's saved the night by any stretch it's just where we happened to start the plan.

Some people we used to know used to hang out with organized a party at the High Beck. It was a high end affair that apparently included a line about not wearing jeans to the party. The Chancellor (invited) took offense to this text on the invitation and swore the party off. Art McGregor (uninvited) didn't mind this as this meant we had a greater chance of going to the Arena District later that evening. We didn't and this is the night that The Mayor would save Christmas at Club 185.

Sitting at Jimmy V's, we both started getting texts from the Truth about our plans for the evening. He was going to the party at the High Beck.

He was wearing jeans, entered the party and had no problems. Jeans were allowable on second look.

We sent him this barrage of text messages anytime he asked us to come.

FACT: "Can't go. It's a no jeans party."

the Truth: "I'm here. People have jeans on!"

QUESTION: "Really? I heard you can't wear jeans to the party."

the Truth: "No, I am wearing jeans."

CONCERN: "I don't know. I don't want to start any trouble."

the Truth: "No trouble! People have jeans on!!!"

OPTIMISM: "Look, I'm just looking to have a good time tonight and from what I know, this is a 'no jeans' party."

the Truth: "Just come, there are chicks!"

Repeat.

This went on for a solid hour and still to this day is the most enjoyable Saturday night in December texting spree I've ever had the pleasure of joining.