Promises, Promises

Damn it. Roger the non-blogger called me out. Yes, we went to Lamp last night. And it was close to weekend crazy.

Quote of the night:
“How come my dream girl is part of the lesbian party?”
sorry, dude.

Why The Hell Did You Sing That?
the dude in the backwards baseball cap that did House of Pain's "Jump Around".

First of all, only catchers and assholes wear their caps backwards. Second of all, you totally sucked.

So Glad I Didn't Miss This:
This guy did Charlie Daniels Band's "Devil Went Down To Georgia"

He had a whole schtick to it. He was doing Cartman's voice and singing part of it like that. Then he busted out part of Cartman's repertoire during the fiddle (?) solo....he started on the "Kyle's Mom is A Bitch". Totally fun and out of control. In a good way.

Excuse for staying until last call:
Because we didn't get there until 11.30 and Roger was drinking a free beer.

Shout outs:
Russ had a great story and I was very proud of him when he told me that when it happened, he knew he had to blog about it. More on that when he actually sits down to write it.

Oh, and my good friend, who I affectionately call Boytoy, rolled in with me. He's not drinking these days, so I dubbed him Waterboy last night. I think we may need to drag him in on Sundays.

Okay, that's it. I mean it when I say I won't be in again until Sunday. Really.