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Am in Tulsa for the David Cook show American Idol concert. I picked up loveflyfree at the airport in OKC and we hung around my apartment watching Psych until it was time to go. (BTW- anyone who watches that show and did not immediately tell me to get the fuck on that hilarious wagon? IS FIRED.)
So tonight we went over to Plan B to catch Andy Something's show. He was in Midwest Kings? David's first band? I never really got into them because David wasn't signing, but Andy is a surprisingly adorable fellow.
As a side note, the bartender? So in love with me. I mean, after he accidentally threw a bottle cap at my face and apologized, then he was in love with me. He gave me high fives and made me spell my name backwards so he could put my drinks on my tab. He would make drinks and open beers and take a sip from them before handing them off (mostly just to his friends). He told one of the other patrons that I was pretty cute.
Then we caught a cab back to the hotel and the cabbie? Was riding around with his son. I mean, the cabbie is old, like in his 60s-ish, and the other guy was 30? Maybe? Anyway. They had QUEEN on in the cab and of course Tess and I start singing along. The cabbie was very impressed with our singing voices, which I thought was hilarious.
And that, my friends, is my night. Tomorrow, DAVID COOK. And other peeps.
So tonight we went over to Plan B to catch Andy Something's show. He was in Midwest Kings? David's first band? I never really got into them because David wasn't signing, but Andy is a surprisingly adorable fellow.
As a side note, the bartender? So in love with me. I mean, after he accidentally threw a bottle cap at my face and apologized, then he was in love with me. He gave me high fives and made me spell my name backwards so he could put my drinks on my tab. He would make drinks and open beers and take a sip from them before handing them off (mostly just to his friends). He told one of the other patrons that I was pretty cute.
Then we caught a cab back to the hotel and the cabbie? Was riding around with his son. I mean, the cabbie is old, like in his 60s-ish, and the other guy was 30? Maybe? Anyway. They had QUEEN on in the cab and of course Tess and I start singing along. The cabbie was very impressed with our singing voices, which I thought was hilarious.
And that, my friends, is my night. Tomorrow, DAVID COOK. And other peeps.