Middle Tennessee State Universe
I drove out to see my brother yesterday, it being one of his last few days here before returning to Iraq for another few months. We drove into Nashville yesterday afternoon where I proceeded to spend way too much money, but at least got a sweet pair of linen pants that makes me remember it's summer, or, well, not winter anymore. We made fun of lots of people at the mall, and my sister-in-law got some really sweet maternity jeans that made all the other pregnant ladies in Nashville jealous, all at the same time!
After dinner and wandering around the house while the artsy people were making new art, my brother, my sister-in-law, her sister and I went to a little bar across from MTSU campus that was having "Salsa Night." I forgot how much I love that music! Even though the best I can do is mostly fake the dancing, at least I move better than the average white dude, and when people talk me into doing it I don't look like a complete idiot. So I drank lots of Dos Equis with salt and lime, despite the fact that they had $2 drafts (It just wasn't right to drink Guinness in that atmosphere), and, yes, i did wiggle my white butt around a lot and I think I'm actually getting the hang now of how this Salsa thing goes. I may just have to track such a thing down in Knoxville soon.
Anyway, that's not all. The aforementioned sister not only knows what's going on at this particular bar, but is versed on the events all over this little town, so, when we got kinda bored around 1 am, we wnet to another place that had karaoke! After 3 hours of beer and dancing, it wasn't nearly as hard to talk me into singing on stage as it was to get me into the initial dancing frame of mind. So, yes, I displayed my "talents" in the singing arena as well last night, in the presence of whiskey, water, and at least one Irish Car Bomb. Hmmn, it just occurred to me how appropriate it may have been that I sang at least one song by an Irish band. . . .
Then we came home, made various fried sandwiches, and watched Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle on DVD. Good stuff. : )
The best part (in retrospect) is that I'm up in the morning and I feel neither sick nor headachy. I'm grateful, but why are my reactions to drinking so strangely inconsistent? oh, I'm coming back today, there's plans that need carrying out, and a rockin' fun show to attend tonight. I'll see (some of) y'all then. bye!
After dinner and wandering around the house while the artsy people were making new art, my brother, my sister-in-law, her sister and I went to a little bar across from MTSU campus that was having "Salsa Night." I forgot how much I love that music! Even though the best I can do is mostly fake the dancing, at least I move better than the average white dude, and when people talk me into doing it I don't look like a complete idiot. So I drank lots of Dos Equis with salt and lime, despite the fact that they had $2 drafts (It just wasn't right to drink Guinness in that atmosphere), and, yes, i did wiggle my white butt around a lot and I think I'm actually getting the hang now of how this Salsa thing goes. I may just have to track such a thing down in Knoxville soon.
Anyway, that's not all. The aforementioned sister not only knows what's going on at this particular bar, but is versed on the events all over this little town, so, when we got kinda bored around 1 am, we wnet to another place that had karaoke! After 3 hours of beer and dancing, it wasn't nearly as hard to talk me into singing on stage as it was to get me into the initial dancing frame of mind. So, yes, I displayed my "talents" in the singing arena as well last night, in the presence of whiskey, water, and at least one Irish Car Bomb. Hmmn, it just occurred to me how appropriate it may have been that I sang at least one song by an Irish band. . . .
Then we came home, made various fried sandwiches, and watched Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle on DVD. Good stuff. : )
The best part (in retrospect) is that I'm up in the morning and I feel neither sick nor headachy. I'm grateful, but why are my reactions to drinking so strangely inconsistent? oh, I'm coming back today, there's plans that need carrying out, and a rockin' fun show to attend tonight. I'll see (some of) y'all then. bye!