There’s a scene in the movie “Mean Girls” where the unmean artsy girl catches Lindsay Lohan having a big party with the popular kids. Artsy girl is totally pissed and hurt. She pokes her head out of the sunroof and shouts at slutted-up Lindsay, “did you have an awesome time? did you do awesome shooters and soak in each other’s awesomeness?”
Tonight, I did just that, without the shooters. The Dale & Vodo reading was awesome, and then the whole clan of us (I think I counted 14 since Judy had to ditch out and spend the rest of her anniversary with her husband) headed to Grumpy’s where there was much laughter and gossip and getting-to-know-you-ness, and just general soaking in our awesomeness (and tator tots).
As I type this I can hardly keep both of my eyes open. I had just enough beer to exhaust me and sadly I have to work tomorrow (three more days until vacation), but Kelly’s gonna be looking for a debrief first thing in the A.M.
At one point in the night we made everyone go around the table and announce their first concert, we were trying to see whose was most embarrassing. To the best of my recollection it went like this:
FFJ, Madonna
Mel, Bobby Brown
ChiliD, Night Ranger
Mike, Yes
As Yet Unnicknamed Brad, The Eagles
Vodo, Billy Joel
Me, The Jets + Limited Warranty
Tiffany, our waitress, told us her’s, but I can’t for the life of me remember what it was. I think ChiliD won, though Vodo was more embarrassed about the Billy Joel. Vodo wasn’t surprised at all by my first concert, saying only “Of course, you had to keep it local.”
Other items of note:
• FFJ hit Vodo’s GF with ice while trying to get Vodo’s attention
• ChiliD is moving to fucking Denver
• Jags’ husband and I duked it out over the latest Tom Waits album. He won yet still gets mad props regarding his utter contempt for the Barenaked Ladies
• Cute in a financial kind of way Ben was there, though I didn’t get a chance to talk to him
• As was the nice-eyed skate cutie who looks cutier than ever
• Everyone made fun of my ‘Westersexual’ shirt (bastards)
Thank you thank you for the morning update.
I shall email you post haste and inform you of my end of the table’s events. And me running at the mouth to Vodo about things that I’m sure he didn’t give two shits about, but he still listened politely while I leaked.
Actually, I believe I have the most embarrassing first concert. It was Rick Springfield (the “Working Class Dog” tour), and fifth-row tickets cost me a whopping seven dollars.
Bullet Boys
Winger
Cinderella
at the DECC.
I win.
I don’t suppose Dale ever goes to Grumpys?
Dale Grumpied with us as well!
My first concert was Belinda Carlisle. I went with my parents.
I was twelve.
Mine was Moody Blues around 1970/71 we were sure we got a “contact” high and maybe even some lsd in the wine someone shared with us.
can i just say how much fucking fun that was. and how cute was the vodo?
goddamn he’s a fox!
Night Ranger would win in my book.
My first show: Kansas / Pure Prairie League
Since you didn’t ask…Hall & Oats H2o tour. Sweet.
Elton John with Kiki Dee opening. My dad took us (3 or 4 girlfriends-I had a sleepover) but he sat a couple rows away.. I was 12.