So I went down to a bar Saturday night to chill and drink some beers, right?  Well I stayed there for the duration of the night talking to random people and whatnot until the bar closed.  Well I went out to the car and was waiting for my cousin-in-law Jason to get off work (he's a bouncer at said bar).  I was sitting there and I saw this obviously strung out crazy guy just running around screaming at nothing imparticular.  Well the headlights on my cousin's car were on so it caught the crazy guy's attention, next thing I know the guy runs over, jumps on the hood, punches the windshield, flips me off (all the while just screaming) and jumps off the car.  He then picks up a snowball and throws it at the car then runs off screaming his head off.  While this was happening I was kinda in shock thinking, "what the fuck, is this really happening?"  And after he starts to run then the drunk guy attitude kicks in and I'm like, "oh fuck that." So I get out and walk down the block looking for him, but I didn't find him I decide to go back to the car.  I'm walking down the sidewalk when I look over and see this restaurant that's still open, I decide I'm hungry so I go in, call Jason to tell him to just come there when he get's out of work and get a bite to eat.  The restaurant was called the Atomic, and it is now on my list of preferred places to eat in Santa Fe.  It was fucking good, I got a pizza that was just awesome, they cook it in a big brick wood burning stove, and let me tell ya that really makes a pizza better.