7 Weird Things About Me

XO tagged me a while back to do this, it has taken a while because I decided to solicit the input of my friends. Here's what they had to say:

From Erin:
1. Your birthmark. I know it's just a birthmark, but not everyone has
one like that or right there.
Ok, Erin is referring to my green/blue birthmark (really a mole, but birthmark is more fun to say) on my shoulder.

2. Your driving. Or more so the fact that you're an extreme
multi-tasking driver. If all you did was drive you'd be just fine, but
you seem to not be able to do that. Instead you must have a cell phone
call, radio jamming, and be applying lip balm or something all at the
same time while driving through KC.
I don't know what she's talking about.

Erin's last comment & Melinda's only comment were censored. yup. Too weird. Wouldn't you love to know.

Shell:
you thoroughly enjoy awkwardness
Shell wins!


Here are my thoughts:
1) I have a blog. I think that's by far the weirdest thing about me.

2) I have an incurable case of diarrhea of the mouth. I know you're thinking it's more annoying than weird, but seriously, I have this problem where I tell people (boys) these incredibly random facts about myself, like Erin's number 1 weird thing about me and also that my two front teeth are fake. What? Why? Why am I telling boys this the first time I meet them??

3) I snort when I laugh. A lot. Loudly.

4) I can burp the alphabet.

5) I love love love love Mr. Big's To Be With You. I probably listen to it once every couple of weeks and then around 3 times in a row. I know it's crap. But I love it.

6) I talk about celebrities like they are people I not only know, but are besties with. I know a lot of people do this, but this is a list of weirdness, not uniqueness, and that shit is weird and pathetic.

7) My ideas. My brilliant ideas in theory, and horrible in practice. Examples? Streaking. Getting pizzas in a bikini. Jumping in photos. Picking people up from the airport in Amelia Earhart costumes. Checking out the "back room" in video stores.

Things that should never happen on a first date

The waitress gives out her phone number.

Is this for real?

Unfortunately, yes.

My favorite new game

Yesterday I played a couple of rounds of Is it a Dress or is it a Shirt? with GDSean and E.C.
I lost.


Round one.

The judges practically laughed me out of the room on this one. A resounding call of Shirt!

Round Two.Some slightly mixed options, but in the end judges again voted shirt.

I cheated with a ringer for Round Three.
It's a dress!

But... it also looks like a muumuu, so I still lose.

But don't worry. Somehow Tab convinced me (told me one time it was ok even with black hose, not tights) to wear the shirt from Round Two out last night. As a dress. So I win.

GNO Warning for the KC Metro Area

A GNO has been spotted in the KC metro area. GNO's are known to cause overflowing champagne, random make outs, dance parties, and occasional drunk dialing of a husband. There is a 50% chance of flashing tonight with a possibility of streaking. Pizza or Taco Bell consumption may occur around 3 a.m. Kansas City residents, especially males, are advised to seek shelter immediately. This warning is in effect from 4 p.m. to 4 a.m. CST.

Texas ain't got shit

My hair is so big today, even I'm a little intimidated.

Visual Affects

I had an awesome day today. It's amazing what you can do when you wake up before 10 a.m. (9:40 to be exact).

Today I finally got to the Bloch building at the Nelson-Atkins. It was great! My only regret was not bringing my MP3 player. There was quite a good sized crowd there today and they were annoying. And loud.

I had a quick bite to eat at the new Museum Cafe - two mini croissants with chicken salad. Yum!

Check out this painting - this is only one section, the entire painting was more than 5 feet across. I wish I would have taken a picture of the name of the painting/artist! Anyway, check out the detail picture - the artists put thousands of little dots of snow over the entire painting.
Update - Thanks to reader Kate E. - painting is by Neil Welliver and is called Late Squall.

After a couple of hours wandering about at the museum I headed to the Plaza for some coffee and a bit of reading time. I just started A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius.

After my Latte Land (thanks Carms!) I stopped into The Paper Source.

Oh
My
God.

I should probably never go in there again. I will immediately go broke. I don't know why, but I reallllly love stationary. Like, almost as much as Shell loves the labeling machine she got for Christmas. (hehe, no joke!) I could have spent hours in there, but instead I just spent about 20 minutes in there - but at least I got something accomplished!

I picked out my wedding invitations.

This is probably the point that, if I were reading this about someone else, I would say, "Bitch is crazy."

And hell yes, I got a sample. And what? In case you didn't already know, females are crazy. Seriously. Insane. And I'm not about to deny that I'm not totally crazy. At least I'm aware of the fact, right? I think men should steer clear of any woman that doesn't realize she's partially nuts. It's just a part of being a woman. I'm a woman, therefore I'm prone to being irrational and to thinking, saying and doing things that are pretty ridiculous. But they're usually pretty ridiculously entertaining, so whatevies!

I don't even want to get married, I just want to get engaged so I can have a kick-ass blinged-out, slightly (probably more than slightly) gaudy ring and spend 3/4 of a wedding budget on amazing wedding invites and personalized stationary.

But you can't deny that invite is pretty fucking pimp, right? Like, you kinda wish I'd send one to you. I know. It's ok.

We are all Weird Heads!

Mom got all seven grandkids matching outfits for Christmas, including these hats:


Caroline immediately put hers on and danced around singing, "I'm a weird head! We're weird heads!"Last night all the kiddies showed up in their matching outfits.

This is as good as it's gonna get.

From the left - Kate, Maureen, Jack, Caroline, Madeline, Grace and Luci.
Best names, ever.
The babies started to melt down fast. Poor Jack!

Holiday Happenings

Heather gave me this ornament for Christmas. I assume it's Christmas sperm, meant to impregnate you with Christmas spirit.

It worked!Dad and Maureen share a very somber moment on the steps. Shell!
K-diddy. Grrr. He's not only hijacking my signature Face, but he also won't get out of my pictures with Momma!
Moooooove!Ok, so The Face is contagious. I have three pics in a row of Mom making it. Seriously. What have I done?!?
Shell's turn.
Everyone else was doing it... Check out Madeline, studying. One day soon Mady, one day soon..A Christmas miracle!
Dad rewired my hood after I put in more windshield wiper fluid.
And yeah. Those really are coat hangers. I ... I thought he was joking.
Check out my shiny new coat hanger hood holders!
More Christmas to come.

If I don't answer my phone

It might be because I'd rather listen to my new ringer - Don't Stop Believin'

This will change your life

Mom really hit a home run with the gifts this year.
Last night I broke out the best of the best.

A heated mattress pad.

And not just any heated mattress pad, a graduated, dual-control heated mattress pad.

It's so much better than you can even imagine.

Thanks Momma!!

Blame it on the gift tags

Last night I had a very Lifetime for Women/Father of the Bride hotdog bun freakout. Over gift tags. I thought about not posting it on here because at least half of you are going to shake your head at the patheticness of the story, but whatevies. This shit is hilarious.

So I'm at Shell's last night, watching her wrap presents. I realize none of her gifts have gift tags on them yet.

Me: Why don't you have gift tags on your presents? Do you not have any tags?
Shell: Oh, I do, I just haven't put them on yet.
Me: I have really cute gift tags... (here it comes) *eyes filling with tears*
But no one to give gifts to!! Am I crying over this? I am!

And there it is folks.
Me.
Crying.
Over gift tags.

It was quite incredible. I did some calculations and figured out what happened:

1 stressful week at work + working on a day I wasn't supposed to + multiple unwanted interactions with 3 boys + 1 date gone wrong + the amount of effort I was putting into drinking a bottle of wine - dinner that I never ate x my love of buying and giving gifts x hormones(2) = crying over gift tags


Excuse me, was this my audition for a soap opera? Or was it for real?
Oh, and don't worry, I'm planning a dating series to start after the new year, so you will get filled in on allllll the boy drama.

Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree

Here's a little Christmas gift to you, my friend.

My favorite Christmas songs, nicely sliced & diced into categories for you. Feel free to listen along below.

Pop song- All I want for Christmas is You
No one can top the Mariah version, but My Chemical Romance plays the hell out of it.

Kids song - The Christmas Song, Alvin & the Chipmunks
Me I want a hoooooooola hooooooooop!

Comedy song - also best Christmas song about Hanukkah - Hanukkah Song, Adam Sandler
I could also call it Chanukah Song or the Hanukah Song. Annoying.

Song by/about Blacks at Christmas - Santa Claus, Go Straight to the Ghetto, James Brown, tied w/ Santa Claus is a Black Man, AKIM & Teddy Vann
Yes, I said Blacks.

Religious song - Oh Holy Night
I picked Kelly Clarkson's version, although nothing compete's with Mrs. Carpanelli's version she sang at St. Benedicts in A-town when I was about 11 years old. Her version, dedicated to her mother and full of emotion, is actually why I'm a fan of the song.

Song From a Motion Picture - Holiday Road, Christmas Vacation theme song
Great movie, great song.

Inappropriately Delicious song - I Farted on Santa's Lap
Love.

It.

Kinda Rocking in a 1960's Way song - Rocking around the Christmas Tree, Brenda Lee
I don't know how much rockin' can be done around a Christmas tree, but this song inspires me to find out. Oh, and Brenda Lee's voice kills.

Best Cover song also Most Annoying song- Oh Holy Night, Eric Cartman, South Park
A great update on lyrics:

Jesus was born/and so I get some presents

Thank you Jesus/for being born

Song to Make Fun of/Vamp Along With- Any that Xtina covers. I chose The Christmas Song
I've been a fan of singing along to these songs ever since Kelly Osbourne brought up how ridonkulous Christina's Christmas songs are (Mer-er-er-er-er-errrr-ieieieieieieeieieeeeee Chrissssssstmassssss) in an episode of The Osbournes.

Best Side Comment on a song - Baby it's Cold Outside, Dean Martin
Unfortunately I couldn't find this version online, but mine starts with a guy saying, "take 15" followed by Dean Martin saying, "I gotta get a tattoo at 12:30 and I don't wanna be late."

Classy & classic.

Punk song - Merry Christmas (I Don't Want to Fight Tonight), Ramones
Speaks for itself

Best Use of the F-Word in a Christmas song - also - My New Favorite Christmas song - Merry Fuckin' Christmas, Baby, The Emersons
Not sure about this one?
Check out a sample of the lyrics (not you Mom) :

I hate your fucking guts/I hate your fucking face
You broke my heart on Christmas day
When I find you/I'm gonna kill you

Commentpliments

Lately I've been getting some commentpliments regarding my hair.
What's a commentpliment? Well, here's what I've been hearing lately as an example:

"Wow! Erin! You're hair is so long!"

I'm sure in some circles that's a straight up compliment.
But I really don't quite get it. You're just stating a fact, not including any, "and it's amazingly shiny and beautiful, can I touch it or at least smell it??"

So, in typical Awkward Erin style, I reply, "Yeah, it's fake. Extensions."


(try saying commentpliment, it's delicious. You're welcome. Consider my made up word an early Christmas gift to you)

Me too.

Best line from a thank you card I've received:

So glad we're homies.

The Best Christmas Gift

We adopted a family again this year for Christmas instead of exchanging gifts.

Do you hate feeling like you have to waste time and money spending the requisite $50 on a lame gift from a family member's list? Something they are more than able to buy on their own, but you have to buy it and wrap it?

Then adopt a family for Christmas.

This year we had a single mother with a 13 year-old daughter, 8 year-old son and 1 year-old twins.

Wow.

I know it's too late to implement this idea this year, but when you are sitting around, looking at the lame shit you got that you don't want (and certainly don't need) just take a second to consider a new tradition for your family next year.

You don't need more presents. They need more than you can imagine.



I believe our family worked with Operation Breakthrough this year (Catholic Charities last year). We usually start the ball rolling around Thanksgiving. Gifts are usually due around the middle of December, so you even avoid the shopping madness!

Pastor GDSean?

I love GDSean.

This is email from him is an example of why:

(mom, just stop reading now)

This is my correspondence with the Universal Life Church which ordains ministers online. Its legal too, once you get it you can perform weddings and everything! Read top to bottom.... Enjoy!


From: Sean
To: Universal Life Church
Subject: My membership status

I recently requested to become an ordained minister and I never (I think) received an email confirming my acceptance. Can you let me know if I am in fact a minister now?
Thank you!
Sean

Sean,

No, your request has not been completed at this time. The person reviewing your request had some concerns concerning the comments made in the comment section. See copy below. We receive many requests that are jokes or are insincere. We were going to contact you to make sure that you really are sincere in becoming ordained by our church.

***Request for ordainment***

First Name: Sean

Comments:Yeah Mother Fuckers!!!!!

Please reply back.

Andre

Subject: My membership status

Dear Ms.
I understand your doubts, but I assure you I am a very interested prospective Minister! I sincerely hope my request finds its way into your "Accepted" box!!
Thank you,
Sean

To Sean

From ULC Headquarters

Your request for ordination has been processed. Your ordination date is 12/3/2007 and your minister’s certificate has been mailed today.

dyan

Subject: My membership status

Dear ULC Headquarters-

WooHoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YEAH MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!!

Sincerely,
Sean

There are just so many comments to be made... I'll leave that to you.

Kate VS The Hoff

A more drooly version from Kate...
Don't hassle the Hoff or the Kate.

Update - It's obvious upon further review that Hoff is actually looking out the window at Kate, and she in at Hoff. This is so creepy.

What did you order??

I had the F'ing combo for lunch. Makes me kinda angry about eating.

Joy to the World

Hey Erin, I hope you don't have any plans on Friday (like the PTO you already said you were taking) because you're going to be here until 6p.m.

Damn.

Big Time

This weekend Ang graduated from college.

What an accomplishment.

Ang is not only the first person in her family to go to college, but she also did it while having a full time job and oh, three kids! There were so many times she could have given up and it would have been fine. Anyone would have understood. After all, she already had a good job, and it's not easy to be pregnant and still keep up with work and your family, but she did it three times. And yes, she just wrapped up her final semester and had her third child!

I admire her so much - her drive, her motivation, her hard work - and I really admire how she fought for it to set an example for her kids.

And what an example she is.

If only you guys knew. She's the definition of a fighter.

I love you Ang!!

Long Weekend

I had a great weekend that started on Thursday with a surprise birthday party for Miss Carm. It was especially fun to surprise her because her birthday gets overshadowed by the holidays (note the cake).
Friday we went out again for her birthday. At least the birthday girl looks good here! I think this might be mid move-bustin' at McFaddens. Holla!
Speaking of McFaddens, what's up with the toilets minus stalls in the women's room?

Saturday night I had my guys from high school in town.
Any night you start with Cabaroke is bound to be a good time. Aww, I love these guys!!
We were having such a blast at O'Dowds, but left for some reason...and then things went a bit downhill. Ryno told us that some other guys we knew were at the Homestead Inn on the Plaza. We all laughed at him. Homestead Inn doesn't exactly jive with hotel on the plaza. So we tried the Hampton Inn and the Holiday Inn. Neither were right. So we just crashed in the lobby, watching Tomb Raider and waiting for our cabaroake home. With the security guard watching us. It happens.

After Blake got us in trouble with the cabbie for blowing in the "$300 microphone!!" we went to my house where everyone shacked it up. While everyone else watched Animal House, Drew & I had fun harassing Steven, who was working the night shift, via telephone. I'm going to guess that was one of the best calls he has got at work at 3:40a.m. You're welcome Steven!

Thoughts on a Snowy Morning

So you know when you go to the grocery store at 8:30 a.m. on Saturday to buy champagne and o.j. and you're wearing pajama pants tucked into your hooker boots from last night and you haven't looked in a mirror or taken off any eye makeup or brushed your hair? Oh, is that just me?

The o.j. cost more than the champagne.

And p.s. - Who are these fools out running? And not like, away from something, just running. In the snow. At 8 a.m. on Saturday. I mean, I know I was in the P.V., but still, that shit is crazy.

La Vita Bella

You guys, I'm totally geeking out on life right now.

I have great friends. Amazing friends. I LOVE my friends.

My job is going in a really great direction, I really feel like I'm accomplishing something, and ps, they are totally over-paying me! (don't tell)

My family? Holy hell, my family is just incredible. Smart, funny, fun, and they always have my back like you wouldn't believe - from feeding me when I randomly show up at their door step or go to lunch with them to hello, giving me a freakin' car!

I'm seriously just geekin' out on life. I love it.

Don't believe that I'm really this silly-overwhelmed-high on life? I can provide a list of people who have been unfortunate enough lately to hear my diarrhea of the mouth when it comes to the fabulousity of my life.


Don't hate, celebrate.

It's nuts and it's ludicrous and it's stupid.

While this website showing people freaking out about the Whopper being taken off the Burger King menu is funny, makes you wonder why people aren't equally upset about shit that matters.

Obviously!

Sister Michael begs so poor, elderly, Erin and K-did won't go hungry.

Shell brought this article from the Star to my attention. Umm, K-did, did you know why those lunches were free? I didn't!!! I feel bad! But... that does explain the randomness of the meals.

I feel kinda strange that someone was actually begging for the food I ate. Kinda strange in an awesome "I love this free food" kind of way.

I love the LSOP.

Baby it's cold outside

So maybe we didn't get the ice storm in KC, but they sure got it in Atchison county. My momma sent us these pictures today. That is actually our farm house hidden behind all those trees!
This picture is haunting. Makes me cold to look at it.

Poor cows!
Dad and his little calf. He's such a good farmer.

Best Day of the Year at Work

Tomorrow is my favorite day of the year at work. Our holiday gift exchange. We totally shouldn't do it anymore - there's so many of us that it takes almost two hours to do - but that's one of the reasons I love it so much!

Basically there is a $10 limit on gifts, and a gift can be stolen three times before it is declared out of the game. Most people just bring in a gift card. Alcohol has become increasingly popular as well - last year we had about 15 bottles of wine, and one bottle of scotch. How gross is a $10 bottle of scotch? My boss brought it, it was hilarious. He told me he looked for the nastiest, cheapest he could find. And yes, one person clamored for it. Of course.

I love watching my coworkers fight over $10 crap and watch people get really lame stuff - like used coffee cups or old dusty candles. Last year I won though. I gave the best- Gift- Ever. I bought a nasty old frame from Goodwill and put in two 5x7 photos of a coworker (company photo, natch). I hid a gift card for $9.75 (I had to subtract the cost of the frame!) inside the frame.

The person who got it was pissed, especially when they thought there wasn't a gift card inside. The best part was that everyone thought the guy in the picture was the one who put in the exchange!

Priceless.

So, I'm sure that tomorrow revenge will be had on me...

This year I'm giving a Henry. I programmed him to say, "What is this? Where am I? Is this a gift exchange? Awww man!" Should be fun.

If you need ideas for spreading holiday cheer at the work place (especially if you weren't reading this blog last holiday season) I recommend checking out my ideas from last year.

Finally!

Home!

Stuck

Who's stuck in Tuscon?

Oh yeah, me!

Oh well, there are much worse places to be stuck. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow though. Our flight leaves at 7:30 a.m. but we don't get into KC until 2:30p.m. I'm predicting we have another cancelled flight or so before finally getting home.

Maybe Dad, maybe you could get me a transportation scholarship??

It's true. Kinda...

This just in from Ang -

Last night they had a babysitter. When she went to feed Luci a bottle Gracie said, "Umm, you're supposed to feed her with your boobs."

Busy Busy

This has been a pretty crazy week for me, in a great way. And it's only getting crazier. I'm leaving on Sunday to go to Arizona to give my first client pitch. I'm pretty freakin excited and nervous, it's a major project for the company and it's a pretty big deal that they're bringing me along on the pitch.

Wish me luck!

Time to go shoppin'!

Have a great weekend.

Oh, and while you're saying your bedtime prayers, sneak one in for little Madeline. She had to have surgery yesterday. So far so good, now I'm praying her recovery is quick & easy.

Love Fest '07

My annual appraisal just ended. I was giving my boss a hard time the other day about if we should have it late in the day so I don't walk around mad all day. His reply, "Oh Erin, you know it's a love fest!"

Hilarious because it's true!

I'm pretty darn lucky.

Oh, and yeah, this year I got a 5 out of 5 in appearance.
Last year when he asked if I had any questions about the ratings I was like, "Yeah! What is this?!?! Why did I only get a 4 on appearance?!?!" It was pretty funny. So yeah, I look better this year. Yessss!

Mom is trying to ruin my life

Not really, but check out what she did to me/my sibs today via e-mail.

BTW - If you've never celebrated St. Nick's, then I pity you. Wholeheartedly.
And now, I pity myself.

From Mom:
Just a reminder that St. Nicholas eve is tomorrow night. Since this elf didn't get it done by Thanksgiving, you are on your own to keep the custom going. All it takes is a little candy, a candy cane, baggie and ribbon. You can do it!

My reply:
I don't get it, like we need to get extra bags & candy in case St. Nick doesn't bring enough or what?

Pat says:
Sorry Erin, St Nick is not real. In fact he is a she! And he is your mom!

And now I'm really confused:
Mom is a transvestite?

GDSean sums the situation up nicely:
Boo this woman!


Basically, I emphatically resist any attempt by Momma to make me grow up. And this counts as one of those attempts.
Need other examples?

• Getting mad when Mom doesn't give me her quarters for laundry
• The extreme confusion and distress created by the first year I had to bring a dish to Thanksgiving
• Pouting the first year we didn't open anything on Christmas day. I didn't believe her that she wasn't holding something back...until there was nothing to open Christmas day!
• Begging Mom make sandwiches for me, or really any food for me, because it just tastes better when she makes it!
• Fighting with my 3-year old niece for love/attention from Mom. And losing. No seriously, literally saying, "Mom! Maureen is walking in a circle! So WHAT? I got all A's in high school and college!! Mom!! Mom!!!"

I'm sure Momma has an embarrassing amount of other examples she could entertain us with. Whatevies, I'm the baby damnit!

It's not fair that Shell got 12 more years of candy from St. Nick than I did. Clearly we need to phase out these traditions starting with Shell, then on to Patty, K-Daddy, GDSean, and then hopefully never reaching me.

Favorite Quote of the Weekend

Mush: We don't have dogs, or cats, or monsters, or dragons. Well, we had a dragon. A pink and orange one. But he's gone.

Haiku Tuesday - Keywords

These haikus are made only from phrases and keywords that somehow brought people to this site. I didn't edit, combine or cut down any of the phrases. And let me tell you, there were a lot of winners in the six syllable category (bad funeral haiku was my favorite oh, and real prostitute stories). Weirdos.

Champagne my campaign
water baptismism
bats in apartment

shuckin of the corn
packin line pomegranate
haikus about ghosts

erin's ass story
pie makes everything better
the real world big boobs

disco ball chch
whitest country in the world
pink flamego cake

My hand slipped into your hand, and it was awesome, and you were special

I don't remember where I first heard of Muscles (dooce?), but praise Jesus! Muscles is amazing. Muscles make me happy. Hey Muscles, I love you. I want to have your babies.

Here's the best review I've found of Guns, Babes, Lemonade by Muscles:

I will not even begin to give a point by point review of this album. I’ll just say that it is an aural interpretation of the word Giddy. If you listen to this album and don’t fucking jump all over the room like a little kid… then you either need anti-depressants or are taking to many of them. - Preston Craig

I have to agree with my man Preston. If you don't like this album, I don't like you.

The lyrics are ridiculous and strange and fabulous too - check it out-

Ice Cream

Ice Cream is gonna save the day
Ice Cream is gonna save the day, again

I dont need a number
I just wanna dance with my shirt off
And i dont want no other
I just wanna dance




And the odd and fun Sweaty video



Put this shit on your Christmas list ASAP. I already got mine.

Bust a Move

This weekend was fully of insanely good dancing. Like, "I wouldn't be surprised if I end up on youtube for that choreographed dance I performed to You Give Love a Bad Name at O'Dowd's and then I get asked to open the MTV VMA's now that Britney is Unfitney" good.

Friday night I tore it up with the twins at O'Dowd's. We were seriously at typhoon level. Way beyond hurricanes. Once again, we were the first on the floor - and the last to leave. Here's Melissa and I, right after we got the party moving. That isn't too much flash, it's actually overexposure from how freakin' hot we were.

I was equally creeped out and flattered when a guy came up to me as the bar was closing, (oh yes, lights on and everything) and told me that I was really fun and he had a lot of fun just watching me dance.

Hmm, funny how that gets creepier once actually written... Whatevies. He may have been alluding the fact I'm not a good dancer and hinting that it was more funny than fun, but who cares! The only bad thing is that Melinda/Melissa are quite the dancers. Melissa is the kind of dancer that ends up having a circle of people around her watching. She's amazing. So it's bad because I stick out, but good because she's so good that no one is watching you!

The band was a ton of fun, and I even forgave the lead singer for air guitaring through entire songs (yes, plural) after they dedicated a song to me. Yesssss! Melissa had me ask him if it took him a long time to learn how to play the air guitar. His strange reply? "I'm a drummer" Wha??They're playing again Dec. 7th at O'Dowd's, I might have to make a cameo.

Saturday night the ladies & I went to Spivey's to check out Anything But Joey. It was a good time.
Afterwards we did a run by the Red Balloon. It was uncharacteristically empty, but there was still, of course, a ridiculous amount of people watching to do. From the guy whose leg was in traction, to the amazing hair on... well, everyone, to the lady who didn't know her mic wasn't on until the last 30 seconds of her song, to some inspired dance moves - it was a good time.

But, eh, it was only midnight-thirty, so we headed to the B-sider for some basement madness. And let me just say, the Brooksider did not disappoint. Unfortunately there is always a skeeze ball in the basement that just won't flake off. This time it was a real life version of my man, Henry. Who's Henry? Henry is my new boyfriend. He's amazing. He's the life of the party. I take him everywhere I go (seriously). Henry is a little elf that you can record a message on - it plays back in a high-pitched, fast, elf voice. Henry is clearly an amazing bar accessory. He'll order your drinks and even hit on cute guys for you! Anyway, I like Henry, I do not like 3.5 foot tall man that was kinda dressed like an elf and wouldn't stop dancing with me to the point I had to say, "No, really, go away. And don't come back." Major Stranger Danger.

Ahhh, another good weekend on the books!