How not to spend an evening

Dec 28, 2006 23:40

Hmmm. Well, I sent an SMS post from the Bennigan's we ended up at, but it apparently never made it.

And yes, that's "we". efbq wouldn't let me out of the house with that nonsense going on unless I took a kid with me. Selected Kid-1. Ended up interrupted numerous times during my Guinness by a call from work, Kid-1 txt'ing madly on her new (Christmas present) cel, and, most distractingly, by the karaoke at the bar. Oh, dear Lord. The attempts at "I Think I Love You" and "Endless Love" (duet) were plenty poor enough, but then you got the standards of any advanced night of karaoke: the girls at the bar who've drunk themselves into thinking that they're a girl group ("Fergielicious", I think this one was) and the guy with the cowboy hat and the t-shirt - at any time, for any reason (the apparently all-CAPS-LOCK version of "Turn the Page"*).

EDIT, 29 DEC, 1021 EST: My daughter doesn't have this "angsty teenager" thing down yet. On the way to Bennigan's, she turns off Rage Against the Machine on 98 Rock in favor of her awful 99.5 station and Mariah Carey. "Or maybe it was Beyoncé." Yeah, who would know?

* "AWN A LONG, LONESOME HAH-WAY!!1!...EAST OF OH-MAH-HAW!!!1!one!" You knew things like this would happen when we started ignoring the Geneva Conventions.

rant, whine, night out

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