EVENING DOWNTOWN: Frothy OJ, The Jag Girl, and a Definition of "foofed"

We were all tired and dirty, and returned to the Midtown Motel to shower before walking downtown. Dan took us to a burrito place, where Scott was impressed by the frothy orange juice drink machine. "This is the best OJ I've ever had!" He claimed he was "too tired to eat", until I threatened to take a picture of him staring at his burrito.

Upon leaving the burrito restaurant, we walked a couple of blocks toward the center of town. While waiting to cross the street, a Jaguar cruised by and a girl yelled out the window, "Where are you going, boys?" She was not the driver, however, and the car continued down the street.

We arrived at the SLO Brewing Company, where we entered, but found the pool tables were all busy. Upstairs, we found a Reggae band, so we found a table and sat down for a while. After an hour or so, I fell asleep at the table. Scott says he knows because a woman put her hand on the chair in front of me and asked, "Can I use this chair?", and I didn't respond.

After a couple of hours we went to another place called "The Library". One of the bartenders was a woman, who we all agreed was attractive. Joe noticed that she was beautiful, even though she was "foofed". "In other words", he explained, "she's attractive even in though she's in simple work clothes, wearing no makeup, and been on the job for hours".

We sauntered back to the Midtown Motel, and that was the end of our trip to San Luis Obispo.