Whatta Weekend
I went with the Boyfriend to his family reunion in Rochester NY. The following events happened at a sketchy local bar his friend was providing the entertainment for (a Sublime tribute band).
* The drunk guy that hit on me when I was BLATANTLY being draped on by said boyfriend. Drunk Guy leaned in, tried to kiss my neck, and I pushed him away, pointed to my hand intertwined with The Boyfriends hand. He later went over to a couple of girls that were ALSO being draped on by rather involved gentlemen, was told to step off, and then started to hit on one of the boyfriends.
*Hantai playing on a big screen next to Sportscenter. Every man in the bar stood in front of the giant Sportscenter screen. As an animated woman was actively sexing on another animated woman, then started to flick the animated bean, one guy yells to his buddy across the bar - "Hey, dude - you HAVE to see this! Federer may get another title tennis shot at Wimbledon!" Meanwhile, 6" to the left, crazy Japani-porn was happening, which went unnoticed by everyone at the bar aside for the two of us. 30 seconds later, the screen went back to 80's music videos.
*The lead singer of the band unable to continue for public drunkenness.
*Some "fan" from the audience walking up nonchalantly to the drummer during the set, and his awkward attempt at a conversation with said drummer. The guy looked like he wanted to play the drums, but like a little child, seemed more annoying than actually inquisitive. Plus, all of this was happening during the set, which was weird. At one time the guy picked up a drum stick, as if to say "please let me play. I brought my own stick!"
The rest of the trip was everything that a family reunion would entail. Lots of food, illegal fireworks, and a 4 year old child escaping via Big Wheels. When we got home after 4 days, we discovered that our cat had been locked in the spare closet for the duration of our trip. It appears she only eliminated once in her closet-prison, which is amazing. The first thing she did when let out of the closet was run over to the toy mouse, and bat it around. Cat, do you want food? Sustainance? Maybe some water or a pee break? No - toy mouse must die. She's fine.
* The drunk guy that hit on me when I was BLATANTLY being draped on by said boyfriend. Drunk Guy leaned in, tried to kiss my neck, and I pushed him away, pointed to my hand intertwined with The Boyfriends hand. He later went over to a couple of girls that were ALSO being draped on by rather involved gentlemen, was told to step off, and then started to hit on one of the boyfriends.
*Hantai playing on a big screen next to Sportscenter. Every man in the bar stood in front of the giant Sportscenter screen. As an animated woman was actively sexing on another animated woman, then started to flick the animated bean, one guy yells to his buddy across the bar - "Hey, dude - you HAVE to see this! Federer may get another title tennis shot at Wimbledon!" Meanwhile, 6" to the left, crazy Japani-porn was happening, which went unnoticed by everyone at the bar aside for the two of us. 30 seconds later, the screen went back to 80's music videos.
*The lead singer of the band unable to continue for public drunkenness.
*Some "fan" from the audience walking up nonchalantly to the drummer during the set, and his awkward attempt at a conversation with said drummer. The guy looked like he wanted to play the drums, but like a little child, seemed more annoying than actually inquisitive. Plus, all of this was happening during the set, which was weird. At one time the guy picked up a drum stick, as if to say "please let me play. I brought my own stick!"
The rest of the trip was everything that a family reunion would entail. Lots of food, illegal fireworks, and a 4 year old child escaping via Big Wheels. When we got home after 4 days, we discovered that our cat had been locked in the spare closet for the duration of our trip. It appears she only eliminated once in her closet-prison, which is amazing. The first thing she did when let out of the closet was run over to the toy mouse, and bat it around. Cat, do you want food? Sustainance? Maybe some water or a pee break? No - toy mouse must die. She's fine.