I woke up this morning with an ice cream headache, that I did not have the pleasure of earning by eating ice cream. I'll admit, it's probably from going over my drink limit last night, but when your limit is 2 drinks, it's fairly easy to do. (I had 4 rum & pineapples.)
Yesterday I had to work, but I got to give RahRah her bday / xmas present (which I made, btw):
She seemed to enjoy it, and I enjoyed watching her wear it. When I got home, there was a couch nap to be had. This caused us to leave the house a bit later than we wanted to, but luckily we were only going a block. Not coincidentally, we discovered our local karoke bar exactly a year ago, and because we are suckers for tradition, we went there again.
This year there was a $5 cover. Since we didn't know about it, we didn't plan for it and only had $5 between us. We got to the door, IDs in hand, and Jhay sweet talked the bouncer and ended up paying only one cover, getting me in for free.
There can be great people watching at a bar, especially at a celebration. There was the guy that was not so much kissing his girl as was literally nomnomnomnoming her whole face. (I tried getting pictures to show you all, but alas and alack, I had not brought my camera and even though my phone cam is awesome, it's one shortcoming is distance pictures - especially in dark bars. I think Jhay and I will have to do a re-enactment so you can see the kissing in all its glory.)
Next to the makeout party was the pass-out party. This guy was slowly letting his eyelids droop until they were all the way closed. At first he was swaying back and forth to the music, but soon that stopped and he was just out. When it was time for them to go, a fairly large group of people had to help him walk out the door, eyes still closed.
In that group were a few other characters: the bartender who may have had a few himself and was dancing behind the bar all night, generally having a good time. There was the odd pairing of the long haired stoner dude from Dazed & Confused and his buddy, the Jersey guido (complete with gold cross on a chain outside his tight black t-shirt) that sang like Sebastian Bach. There was also the guy who got up to sing some Bon Jovi and his buddy who sang backup for him. It's only fair, I mean every Jovi needs a Sambora, but it was a little ridiculous and therefore hilarious.
All in all, a fun night. I hope y'all had a good one one too.
Yesterday I had to work, but I got to give RahRah her bday / xmas present (which I made, btw):
She seemed to enjoy it, and I enjoyed watching her wear it. When I got home, there was a couch nap to be had. This caused us to leave the house a bit later than we wanted to, but luckily we were only going a block. Not coincidentally, we discovered our local karoke bar exactly a year ago, and because we are suckers for tradition, we went there again.
This year there was a $5 cover. Since we didn't know about it, we didn't plan for it and only had $5 between us. We got to the door, IDs in hand, and Jhay sweet talked the bouncer and ended up paying only one cover, getting me in for free.
There can be great people watching at a bar, especially at a celebration. There was the guy that was not so much kissing his girl as was literally nomnomnomnoming her whole face. (I tried getting pictures to show you all, but alas and alack, I had not brought my camera and even though my phone cam is awesome, it's one shortcoming is distance pictures - especially in dark bars. I think Jhay and I will have to do a re-enactment so you can see the kissing in all its glory.)
Next to the makeout party was the pass-out party. This guy was slowly letting his eyelids droop until they were all the way closed. At first he was swaying back and forth to the music, but soon that stopped and he was just out. When it was time for them to go, a fairly large group of people had to help him walk out the door, eyes still closed.
In that group were a few other characters: the bartender who may have had a few himself and was dancing behind the bar all night, generally having a good time. There was the odd pairing of the long haired stoner dude from Dazed & Confused and his buddy, the Jersey guido (complete with gold cross on a chain outside his tight black t-shirt) that sang like Sebastian Bach. There was also the guy who got up to sing some Bon Jovi and his buddy who sang backup for him. It's only fair, I mean every Jovi needs a Sambora, but it was a little ridiculous and therefore hilarious.
All in all, a fun night. I hope y'all had a good one one too.
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You are so talented, I love the jewelry
Sounds like you had a great time... drunks are fun to watch - Hope the headache is gone by now