<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058</id><updated>2011-06-07T22:09:36.818-07:00</updated><category term='cougar sightings'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='no doubt'/><category term='lamp is a meat market'/><category term='86&apos;d'/><category term='song lyrics'/><category term='amateurs'/><category term='russ-o-meter'/><category term='russ'/><category term='tina'/><category term='reader'/><category term='don&apos;t eff with me'/><title type='text'>tales from the lamp</title><subtitle type='html'>sordid tales from your favorite karaoke dive bar</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-6763818458474829843</id><published>2008-05-16T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:22:51.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t eff with me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amateurs'/><title type='text'>Oh No You Didn't</title><content type='html'>Hate to get all ghetto here but I had an "ohnoyoudidn't" moment last night and I had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super busy at the Lamp last night. My friend was there with a bunch of school friends (they are all in the MBA program at SDSU and finished their last final last night.) So the list was seriously out of control. But I'm me and you know Eric is gonna take care of me, right? Right. So someone sang the song I was planning to sing so I went back up there to change what I had put up. And this chick would not give me the list. I'm like "I just have to change my song." And she was seriously ornery with me and told me that I was being a bish. Cue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ohnoyoudidn't"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told her that I was sober and she was drunk and if she knew what was good for her, she'd leave me alone. Then as I walked past my friend, I told him - is that your friend over there? Because she is being a beyotch. And walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I did get to sing. Score one for the longtime bar patron over drunk stupid amateur bishes any day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-6763818458474829843?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/6763818458474829843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=6763818458474829843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/6763818458474829843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/6763818458474829843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-no-you-didnt.html' title='Oh No You Didn&apos;t'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-5831644458033527689</id><published>2008-05-15T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T15:09:38.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='russ'/><title type='text'>Russ-A-Palooza 2008</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, Russ is having a birthday and we're having a party. If you're signed up as a friend for the Devlin Jones band - the details are in the blog. (It's not available for public viewing since there is an address there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need more info - leave contact deets in comments and I will get back to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-5831644458033527689?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/5831644458033527689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=5831644458033527689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/5831644458033527689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/5831644458033527689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2008/05/russ-palooza-2008.html' title='Russ-A-Palooza 2008'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-1190476520005956759</id><published>2008-04-15T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T05:01:53.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Cool</title><content type='html'>Sunday has been the best night for karaoke for a long time now. Mostly because of the rock kids. But yeah, this Sunday, I was so impressed by Jared. He freaking did Savage Garden's "Truly Madly Deeply" but had Mitchell speed it up so it was all punk rock. Mad props!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-1190476520005956759?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/1190476520005956759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=1190476520005956759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/1190476520005956759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/1190476520005956759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2008/04/crazy-cool.html' title='Crazy Cool'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-1986153815148326032</id><published>2008-01-04T10:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T10:18:44.029-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lamp is a meat market'/><title type='text'>Boys from the East Side</title><content type='html'>I ducked into the Lamp for a bit last night. Thursday night crowds are always random and last night was no exception. So I was sitting around, minding my business when some dude sits next to me and starts talking me up. He had an accent that I guessed was Philly, but it was actually Jersey. Or Joizey. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he was interesting enough to talk to. We had a whole convo about how East Coast guys are different from the guys out here. Which is a good thing. I honestly don't think I'd ever date someone from here - they've got issues, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, of course, he tries to buy me a drink, but I beg off because I had a bunch to drink earlier and I wasn't staying. Plus, I didn't want him to think I was interested. So I told him that I was taken care of since Russ and Rick were bartending. He backed off a bit, but then he had to bust out his wallet to pay and the dude was rolling with about 2 grand in his wallet. I shit you not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope he found some other victim to woo. Because as much as I love my Boys from the East side...an italian dude rolling with 2K at the Lamp is suspect to me. Ya know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-1986153815148326032?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/1986153815148326032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=1986153815148326032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/1986153815148326032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/1986153815148326032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2008/01/boys-from-east-side.html' title='Boys from the East Side'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-5297837375353811608</id><published>2007-12-31T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T02:46:43.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no doubt'/><title type='text'>Your Life (and mine) in song</title><content type='html'>Singing has always been a way for me to let out my feelings. I'm not one to show emotion, but if you know me, you can tell how I'm feeling by what I am singing. Tonight, I tested my voice with Hole's "Celebrity Skin". That went over well and I knew I could really sing a song that would get out some of my frustrations. And that would be No Doubt's "Don't Speak". Sarah and I talked about how awesome it was for Gwen to write lyrics about her failed relationship with her ex (and bandmate) Tony for all the world to see. Gwen's songs have always been about putting her heart and feelings out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. I chose that song to sing because that is how I am feeling. And it felt good to sing one like I really meant it and have other people appreciate the intensity of what I was doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't speak...&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need your reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me because it hurts.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-5297837375353811608?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/5297837375353811608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=5297837375353811608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/5297837375353811608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/5297837375353811608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2007/12/your-life-and-mine-in-song.html' title='Your Life (and mine) in song'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-7987595655401493103</id><published>2007-10-09T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T13:42:06.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='russ-o-meter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cougar sightings'/><title type='text'>Cougar sighting at the Lamp</title><content type='html'>Cougar sightings are quite frequent at the Lamp, but damn if we didn't get a live one last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sicced on the two guys from Georgia (one visiting the one that lives here now.) And then she harassed the nice rock boys in the corner (um, that would be two members of the great local band, Scarlet Symphony plus a couple of their friends).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarity ensued. You missed a good night (including Russ making his way through Muse's "Stockholm Syndrome". Tough song, but by the end, he was golden.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at the Lamp again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-7987595655401493103?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/7987595655401493103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=7987595655401493103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/7987595655401493103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/7987595655401493103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2007/10/cougar-sighting-at-lamp.html' title='Cougar sighting at the Lamp'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-2044246878778531707</id><published>2007-06-04T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:15:11.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='86&apos;d'/><title type='text'>Every Day Is Like Sunday</title><content type='html'>I haven't been to the Lamp on a Sunday in forever, but it was the place to be after the Morrissey show. Lots of stuff went on, but there is one story that needs to be told for posterity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out for a smoke and when I came back, some lady was in my seat. I politely kicked her out and then got a good look at her. She had a black eye and was all haggard looking. Great, how come I get to deal with the crazies? I pretty much tried to ignore her. She went away for a bit. But not for a good reason. Next thing you know she is over by the pool table and flashing these guys who were taking photos. But that wasn't enough for her. She took off her top, then her wife beater (no bra) and started to really parade the boobs. Now if you know me, I am not one to hate on the flashing, but she really crossed a line there. So I told Russ who promptly kicked her out of the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she comes back over to where I was at (her backpack was there) and tells this guy standing next to me that she was getting kicked out for flashing but that it was lame because she's a lesbian. So he was joking around and flashed her and then she licked his nipples. EW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another day at the bar, huh????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-2044246878778531707?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/2044246878778531707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=2044246878778531707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/2044246878778531707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/2044246878778531707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2007/06/every-day-is-like-sunday.html' title='Every Day Is Like Sunday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-117065155689774094</id><published>2007-02-04T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T13:43:49.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tina'/><title type='text'>Pub in the Reader</title><content type='html'>If you saw the &lt;a href="http://sdweekly.com"&gt;Reader&lt;/a&gt; this week, you know that the Lamp was mentioned in &lt;a href="http://www.sdreader.com/published/2007-02-01/tinfork.html"&gt;Tin Fork&lt;/a&gt;. He called Tina "beautiful". Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-117065155689774094?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/117065155689774094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=117065155689774094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/117065155689774094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/117065155689774094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2007/02/pub-in-reader.html' title='Pub in the Reader'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-116715938770995809</id><published>2006-12-26T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T10:56:27.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avoid the Clusterf***. I'm Just Saying.</title><content type='html'>What the hell was everyone doing in the bar last night? Didn't most people have to work today? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such.a.clusterf***. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you weren't there, you missed a bunch of guys going AC/DC on us. And a certain crazy lady from the circuit was there drunk. She's usually sober and scary as it is without alcohol. Throw in the liquor and that is a sight to behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so speaking of clusterf***s. My birthday is on Friday and there is no doing the Lamp on Friday nights. So we are celebrating early. Say Thursday, 9ish? If you're there you will be subjected to my karaoke lotto. I'm just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-116715938770995809?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/116715938770995809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=116715938770995809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/116715938770995809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/116715938770995809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/12/avoid-clusterf-im-just-saying.html' title='Avoid the Clusterf***. I&apos;m Just Saying.'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-116327537858882310</id><published>2006-11-11T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:02:58.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego City Beat Readers Love The Lamp</title><content type='html'>For the third year in a row, &lt;a href="http://sdcitybeat.com"&gt;San Diego City Beat&lt;/a&gt;'s readers chose the Lamp as the Best Karaoke Bar. Well, duh. And a surprise to me was Tom winning the Best Bartender award. Not because he shouldn't win it (I vote for him every year), but because he actually finally won. That's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...for any of you still reading this thing....best Tommy story in comments. Or should we even go there? I have plenty of those stories, but I'd have to say my fave moments are when he gets up there to sing. When he channels Mick Jagger it is a great night indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-116327537858882310?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/116327537858882310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=116327537858882310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/116327537858882310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/116327537858882310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/11/san-diego-city-beat-readers-love-lamp.html' title='San Diego City Beat Readers Love The Lamp'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-116038556691680933</id><published>2006-10-09T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T02:19:26.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lamp Photo Essay</title><content type='html'>I busted out the camera tonight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chickrawker/264800624/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/118/264800624_a5507b20d6_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Boytoy and Tommy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy and Boytoy...just like old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lamplightersd/264806498/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/88/264806498_050802c486_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="The Rock Kids" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rock Kids Rule Sunday Nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lamplightersd/264806497/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/103/264806497_1dc74c9633_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Strike a pose" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Striking Poses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lamplightersd/264806492/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/101/264806492_1f872eeeae_m.jpg" width="240" height="219" alt="Russ drinking shots like the pro he is" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ...nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lamplightersd/264806500/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/121/264806500_ab08eda765_m.jpg" width="240" height="183" alt="Mitchell and his lady" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't Mitchell's girl the cutest thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lamplightersd/264807717/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/94/264807717_6fbcce13fd_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Note the dancer" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lamplightersd/264807715/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/110/264807715_52c0dc59f9_m.jpg" width="227" height="240" alt="Mitchell's Lady sings" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even cuter when she sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-116038556691680933?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/116038556691680933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=116038556691680933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/116038556691680933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/116038556691680933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/10/lamp-photo-essay.html' title='A Lamp Photo Essay'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-115626787394061516</id><published>2006-08-22T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T10:31:43.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School Post</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I did a category post...so here I am going old school on you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why Did You Sing That?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance did Creed's "With Arms Wide Open"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;which leads us to...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This will never run out of suck"&lt;br /&gt;saith &lt;a href="http://www.heyfreak.com"&gt;Mikey&lt;/a&gt; as we all lamented on Lance's poor choice of song selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yawn...Get a New Song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to hear "The Girl Is Mine" every time DC walks into the Lamp? I think that needs to be added to the list of songs that you must pay everyone a dollar to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best of the Rest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. "Feel Like Making Lunch" anyone? Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you again soon. I promise I'll make more of an effort to post here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-115626787394061516?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/115626787394061516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=115626787394061516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/115626787394061516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/115626787394061516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/08/old-school-post.html' title='Old School Post'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-115603960272151861</id><published>2006-08-19T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T19:07:45.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day Show</title><content type='html'>Be there or be lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11159089@N00/219579879/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/86/219579879_ca4b40ba40_m.jpg" width="240" height="184" alt="DJB Show 8.23.06" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-115603960272151861?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/115603960272151861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=115603960272151861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/115603960272151861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/115603960272151861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/08/hump-day-show.html' title='Hump Day Show'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-115539924328159178</id><published>2006-08-12T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T09:19:57.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You, Immortalized on the Walls of the Lamp</title><content type='html'>What, someone still looks at this? Kidding, I know that some of you do and I know I've been super lax with updates. But while you are here, riddle me this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- // Begin Pollhost.com Poll Code // --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method=post action=http://poll.pollhost.com/vote.cgi&gt;&lt;table border=0 width=150 bgcolor=#FFFFFF cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size=-1 color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do You Think The Lamp Needs A New Collage?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=5&gt;&lt;input type=radio name=answer value=1&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size=-1 color="#000000"&gt;Yes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=5&gt;&lt;input type=radio name=answer value=2&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size=-1 color="#000000"&gt;No&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;&lt;input type=hidden name=config value="Y2hpY2tyYXdrZXIJMTE1NTM5OTE1NAlGRkZGRkYJMDAwMDAwCUFyaWFsCUFzc29ydGVk"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input type=submit value=Vote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;input type=submit name=view value=View&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF colspan=2 align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size=-2 color="#000000"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.pollhost.com/&gt;&lt;font color=#000099&gt;Free polls from Pollhost.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- // End Pollhost.com Poll Code // --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I do happen to be responsible for the most current collage and actually started a new one last year but, sadly, it is one of those unfinished projects I have not gotten back to. Oh and if you vote yes, then tell me in comments who you think has to be on the collage. (Yes, yes, all the bartenders and the kj's. Done. Who else?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-115539924328159178?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/115539924328159178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=115539924328159178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/115539924328159178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/115539924328159178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-immortalized-on-walls-of-lamp.html' title='You, Immortalized on the Walls of the Lamp'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-115355384593372345</id><published>2006-07-22T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T00:37:25.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Show</title><content type='html'>The Lamp House Band has another show. Be there or be L7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11159089@N00/195221302/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/74/195221302_ece1874acf.jpg" width="383" height="500" alt="DJB Flyer 7.27.06" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-115355384593372345?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/115355384593372345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=115355384593372345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/115355384593372345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/115355384593372345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-show.html' title='Another Show'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-114927921008607605</id><published>2006-06-02T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T15:20:29.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where To Be On Thursday</title><content type='html'>Come see the Lamp's house band venture out to play a show at Tio Leo's in Mira Mesa. If you haven't bought a DJB tee, bring an extra 10 spot since we will have them on sale there....(you too can be with the band!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lamplightersd/158869024/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/77/158869024_e14391121f.jpg" width="383" height="500" alt="DJB show...." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-114927921008607605?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/114927921008607605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=114927921008607605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114927921008607605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114927921008607605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/06/where-to-be-on-thursday.html' title='Where To Be On Thursday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-114918208142356225</id><published>2006-06-01T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T10:14:41.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Neglected Blog</title><content type='html'>I know, this blog has been so neglected as of late. Sorry. But I did have to post this awesome picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lamplightersd/158078004/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/158078004_523b0b4dc8_t.jpg" width="100" height="75" alt="Tobie and Roger" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also remind you of the next &lt;a href="http://www.devlinjones.com" title="djb"&gt;Devlin Jones Band&lt;/a&gt; show. It is next week, June 8th at Tio Leo's in Mira Mesa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the flyer later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-114918208142356225?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/114918208142356225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=114918208142356225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114918208142356225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114918208142356225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/06/poor-neglected-blog.html' title='Poor Neglected Blog'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-114296315403707328</id><published>2006-03-21T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T09:46:38.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Train Wreck Factor</title><content type='html'>There are times when you walk into the Lamp and you &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; you should leave, but you just can't...the whole train wreck factor is way too appealing to give up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was one of those nights. There was the stoned dude singing Sublime, the country dude that we all just wanted to go away, the completely vacuous karaoke circuit regular who is way less talented than she thinks she is, the dude with the hat that got felt up by a dude that was completely drunk and almost got 86'd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the picture. So I will leave you guys with the quote of the night, which I will totally take credit for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this is a good bar to make some mistakes in...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-114296315403707328?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/114296315403707328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=114296315403707328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114296315403707328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114296315403707328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/03/train-wreck-factor.html' title='Train Wreck Factor'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-114225110518943744</id><published>2006-03-13T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T03:58:25.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama @ the Lamplighter</title><content type='html'>Ok... so I was looking forward to going to the Lamp tonight... it was the first Sunday in a looong time that I could actually drink because it is Spring Break this week = no school for Alysse tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going good, everyone was getting their drink on and I was drinking my fair share as was planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I finally got Russ to sing Maroon 5's "This Love" ( which he hasn't in forever), some bitches decide to have a fight, Pete flies over the bar to break it up and Russ stopes mid-song to help as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fight continues outside.... one thing leads to another, one bitch gets in her car to speed off and another girl decided to get a picture of her licence plate while the car is waiting @ the light. This ends up with the girl in the car speeding down the wrong side of the road, almost hitting 3 people and many a parked car in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cops were called, statements were taken, and the night turned out to be an overall buzzkill for many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to say the best song of the night though was the 1/3 of the song Russ got to sing... will have to get him to finish next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alysse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thinking of a do-over night tomorrow... if not I have Friday, my 2nd favorite holiday of the year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-114225110518943744?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/114225110518943744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=114225110518943744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114225110518943744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114225110518943744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/03/drama-lamplighter.html' title='Drama @ the Lamplighter'/><author><name>Alysse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08252103815985203987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-114114406928263918</id><published>2006-02-28T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T15:17:32.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devlin Jones Band Debut</title><content type='html'>Thanks to all that came out to support the debut of the &lt;a href="http://www.devlinjones.com" title="djb"&gt;Devlin Jones Band&lt;/a&gt;. Nice to see the glitterati braving the rain to support our boys, Russ, Baker, and Roger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few photos from the show have been added to Flickr...click on the images in the side bar to check them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-114114406928263918?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/114114406928263918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=114114406928263918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114114406928263918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114114406928263918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/02/devlin-jones-band-debut.html' title='Devlin Jones Band Debut'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-114074167113806388</id><published>2006-02-23T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T16:41:31.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJB LIVE at the Lamp on Monday</title><content type='html'>If you haven't heard already... Russ and his band will be playing at the Lamp on Monday, February 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there or be L7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-114074167113806388?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/114074167113806388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=114074167113806388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114074167113806388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/114074167113806388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/02/djb-live-at-lamp-on-monday.html' title='DJB LIVE at the Lamp on Monday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113742710744756643</id><published>2006-01-16T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T08:01:23.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>A full house last night since it was a holiday for most today. And while I almost regretted coming in, it was worth it just to hear this quote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want something good that doesn't taste like alcohol."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You guys picked a bunch of good songs last night...Roger has found an instant classic with Beck's "Girl". Randy rocking the Killers "All These Things I've Done" also sticks out. And thanks for cheering me on during "Helena". So long and good night indeed....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113742710744756643?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113742710744756643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113742710744756643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113742710744756643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113742710744756643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/01/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113688861889187043</id><published>2006-01-10T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T02:23:38.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday, Eric Baker</title><content type='html'>I was a bit too late at the Lamp, and I'm guessing Eric doesn't even remember that I was there.  But I was, dammit.  It got kind of silly at the end, with random karaoke (just punch some numbers and see what happens), and impromptu harmony.  I still think it sounded alright.  Anyway, happy birthday to a great guy and an amusing karaoke DJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113688861889187043?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113688861889187043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113688861889187043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113688861889187043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113688861889187043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday-eric-baker.html' title='Happy birthday, Eric Baker'/><author><name>lamp du jour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16497283256260891379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113604578211779667</id><published>2005-12-31T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T08:16:22.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the memories</title><content type='html'>Big hugs to everyone that celebrated the bday with me. I really tried to post something yesterday, but I wasn't even remotely human until about 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who complained about their song they had to sing??? I don't remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Happy New Year to all. Be safe tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113604578211779667?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113604578211779667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113604578211779667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113604578211779667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113604578211779667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/12/thanks-for-memories.html' title='Thanks for the memories'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113599825088987641</id><published>2005-12-30T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:04:10.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Lyn!</title><content type='html'>How much fun did everybody have last night at Lyn's big birthday celebration?  Lots of great food, provided by the birthday girl herself, definitely started the evening off right.  Did I mention that petit fours are genious?  With all the well-wishers and good friends hanging out, I was already having fun by 8 PM.  Plus, that's the first time I was ever at Lamp early enough to avail myself of the reduced prices.  Kira's prediction was pretty much on the mark, and Lyn was well into the birthday zone by 9.  She exercised the birthday prerogative by signing people up to sing things (ALMOST nobody complained!), and I returned the favor later on.  At midnight, the birthday baton was handed over to Geoff with a round of shots.  Overall, a very crazy, memorable evening (for those of us who can remember it!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113599825088987641?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113599825088987641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113599825088987641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113599825088987641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113599825088987641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-to-lyn.html' title='Happy Birthday to Lyn!'/><author><name>lamp du jour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16497283256260891379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113569993740302888</id><published>2005-12-27T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T08:12:17.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays are the new Sunday</title><content type='html'>The Lamp is funny in the sense that the night to be there moves around. I used to be a Wednesday regular, then I became a Sunday regular and now I'm all over Mondays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure if you were there on Sunday, you dealt with a bunch of holiday amateurs. More power to you. I knew better and made my appearance last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I was there to "practice" for Thursday, which if you didn't know is my birthday. Last year, I was completetly obliterated by 9. It was the stuff of legend, I tell you. Worse than the night this summer when I danced and told everyone I loved them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, be there or be square. And get there early (8ish?) because you don't get any credit for showing up if I don't remember you being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Christmas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113569993740302888?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113569993740302888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113569993740302888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113569993740302888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113569993740302888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/12/mondays-are-new-sunday.html' title='Mondays are the new Sunday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113501981986897491</id><published>2005-12-19T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T11:16:59.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A History Lesson</title><content type='html'>I was waxing nostalgic last night (a tendency I have during this time of year) and was doing some simple math trying to calculate how many songs I may have sung over the course of the Lamp doing karaoke. I am guessing about 5000 songs. 400 odd songs a year over the course of 12 and a half years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started going to the Lamp in 1993, they had just started karaoke. I didn't start going regularly until I moved to the hood in 1994, but once I was in the hood, I was there a lot. They didn't do karaoke every night - just Wed-Sun when the old bartender Rick used to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through every KJ that has graced us with their talent on the mic...the first Joe, who was famous for doing "The Streak" on Saturday nights. And then Musico, who Z and Steve used to play darts with after hours. Then there was Luisa and Sonya and Ali and Jenna and Mark and Alioto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baker and Toby and Tina are running karaoke now...they have got to be the best combo thus far. Each of them bring their own cool personalities to the mix every night and that's why the Lamp is so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. It was cool to be in on a Sunday...though I'm not going to make a habit of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113501981986897491?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113501981986897491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113501981986897491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113501981986897491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113501981986897491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/12/history-lesson.html' title='A History Lesson'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113449178474757288</id><published>2005-12-13T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T08:36:24.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Song Alert!!!</title><content type='html'>There are a bunch of new songs in the book - next time you're in, take them out for a spin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, it is two weeks and two days until my birthday. If I see you between now and then, think of it as your audition for karaoke lotto on my birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113449178474757288?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113449178474757288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113449178474757288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113449178474757288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113449178474757288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-song-alert.html' title='New Song Alert!!!'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113389192689664826</id><published>2005-12-06T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T09:58:48.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digging Deep</title><content type='html'>You gotta love nights where there aren't a lot of singers and you're able to dig deep into the karaoke book to find different songs to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they work (Russ doing two Pulp songs, Roger doing Cake's "Short Skirt Long Jacket") and sometimes you fail miserably (my half hearted attempt at SP's "Bullet With Butterfly Wings"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and why was I there on a Monday? I'm trying to build my tolerance for my birthday on the 29th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113389192689664826?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113389192689664826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113389192689664826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113389192689664826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113389192689664826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/12/digging-deep.html' title='Digging Deep'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113268581223692448</id><published>2005-11-22T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:56:52.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quote to end all Quotes</title><content type='html'>For posterity's sake, I had to share -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's like sucking on God's tits."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe that wasn't exactly the quote, but it was something to that affect. You can ask Russ about it the next time you order one of his Peppermint Mocha shots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113268581223692448?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113268581223692448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113268581223692448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113268581223692448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113268581223692448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/11/quote-to-end-all-quotes.html' title='The Quote to end all Quotes'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113139996591173534</id><published>2005-11-07T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:01:18.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Else Has Something To Say</title><content type='html'>Well this sunday was very interesting. The regulars were there (some in full throttle) and then some weren't (Lyn and Roger, where art thou?) but we made due with the small crowd we had. Also, the man of Weintraub Watermelon fame, Jarrod himself, made a rare appearance. But now we must get to the serious matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't know, it was Jake's birthday at the Lamp. (From what I hear, his actual birthday isn't until Wednesday.) And if you didn't know, he made it readily apparent. Needless to say, he was more drunk than usual. And while entertaining at first, you could tell it was a trainwreck waiting to happen. So now on to the moments of the night...and bare with me...this is my first time blogging a recap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Fuck Jake! I'm not babysitting him." -Louis (Thanx for correction, Malia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That seemed to be the sentiment from most everyone at the bar but only he put it so eloquently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You're my hero!" Award:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarrod for his daring act of heroism in pulling Jake out of street before being hit by oncoming traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know Jarrod said it was only a quick grab and pull onto sidewalk, but I still imagine the slow motion tackle, the car mere centimeters from hitting them, and maybe a tuck and roll...a guy can dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song you have to pay to do but will give a freebie this time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vera singing "I Will Survive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The song is a karaoke cliche but she was a newcomer and she did it decently so I say we let it slide...this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The All-Star Moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Russ, Toby, and Eric Baker singing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was awesome to see these powerhouses on stage together, though all of them looked like they wanted to bust out and wail. But they shared the stage nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was plenty more that happened but my mind is drawing a blank. Feel free to add what you will.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113139996591173534?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113139996591173534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113139996591173534' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113139996591173534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113139996591173534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/11/someone-else-has-something-to-say.html' title='Someone Else Has Something To Say'/><author><name>C.T.S.G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033931293600829152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113086100527673947</id><published>2005-11-01T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T08:03:25.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Freaks Come Out</title><content type='html'>Ah, Halloween at the Lamp. Where the freaks come out on a school night. Nice crowd, good energy, I'll give it a 7 out of 10 stars. (Where did that come from? eek.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously there were some *great* costumes. Russ and Rick were dressed as old time saloon bartenders - the staches were the best. And two girls came as Siamese twins joined at the hip. My favorite was the Bee Girl - she came with matching striped tights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise it was a lot of slut gear out there - I think Halloween just lets the girls think it's okay to get their inner whore out. That's all good, especially from the guys point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all she wrote, see you guys on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113086100527673947?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113086100527673947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113086100527673947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113086100527673947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113086100527673947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/11/freaks-come-out.html' title='The Freaks Come Out'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-113075741850377499</id><published>2005-10-31T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:37:01.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Halloween</title><content type='html'>Ah, so nice to walk into the Lamp late and see that it was Halloween a day early. Courtesy of the Sunday night regulars, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, of course, walked in late. Totally sober as I had been at Lestat's to see Roger's band perform. So I needed a drink. Especially to deal with some costumes. Now I am all for flaunt it if you have it, but I don't know....maybe I am getting old and the whole show your boobs thing is old for me. Eh, matters not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to make up categories like normal because this is basically one big shout out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good to see Tommy in the bar. I never see him anymore since I don't tend to come in on nights that he works. As much as I love Tommy, I just don't like the crowds on the nights he works....thus my disappearing act. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rock Kids were out in full force in their &lt;strike&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/strike&gt; Peter Pan themed costumes. Very cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I am too tired to go on plus my thoughts are all over....see you kids tomorrow. I will be passing out candy in the bar to all of the trick or treaters. Tee hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-113075741850377499?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/113075741850377499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=113075741850377499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113075741850377499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/113075741850377499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/10/pre-halloween.html' title='Pre-Halloween'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112961665335833260</id><published>2005-10-17T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:24:13.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Everybody!</title><content type='html'>I just want to thank everybody for making my birthday rock so hard.  I had a total blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobie: Thanks for the cake, card, and general good birthday vibes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the Lamp staff: Thanks for signing the card and for running a totally kickass bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody who bought me a drink or offered to: Thanks both for the ones I drank and for not pushing the excess.  I actually LIKE remembering what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy drunk girl: Thanks for the, um, memories.  I hope you can remember what an ass you made of yourself, and maybe learn a little something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave: Thanks for singing the Filter.  Been waiting for that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn: Thanks for being born on such a cool day!  And thanks for sharing the party.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, Lyn: Thanks for being a great party planner, song selecter, and all-around terrific friend.  You rock.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody with photos, please send them my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112961665335833260?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112961665335833260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112961665335833260' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112961665335833260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112961665335833260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/10/thanks-everybody.html' title='Thanks, Everybody!'/><author><name>lamp du jour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16497283256260891379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112930258922238751</id><published>2005-10-14T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T08:18:22.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In and Out</title><content type='html'>I know, I've been ignoring the blog. But last night was classic and it needs to be documented for posterity. It was a weird night, so I only stuck around long enough to sing and was out. Sometimes that is really for the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think they would send out the search party if I didn't show up on a Thursday night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That would be our boy Mitchell, stating the obvious. Though I am a little peeved at him (not really) because he did "Pump Up The Volume", which led to much gratuitous grinding on the floor. Eek.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Balls of Steel:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird crowd last night, but Roger was brave enough to do The White Stripes' "Fell In Love With A Girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um, did I mention that it was his first attempt at this? Not an easy song to sing, it clocks in under 2 minutes and the words come up fast. Good job.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Song For The "You Should Pay Everyone In The Bar a $1" List:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be Cruisin'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I personally love the song, but it's one of those songs that get old fast. Especially when those with no soul attempt it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bring Out the Gong:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dude did Phil Collins' "Sussudio."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Since when was Phil Collins a good idea?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiiight...that's it. See you guys on Sunday when we celebrate Roger and Jenn's birthdays!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112930258922238751?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112930258922238751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112930258922238751' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112930258922238751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112930258922238751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-and-out.html' title='In and Out'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112843967024390377</id><published>2005-10-04T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T08:27:50.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking the Routine</title><content type='html'>I know, I know. I was a no show on Sunday. So was Roger. It's hard to keep up that Rock -N- Roll lifestyle when you're as old as us. But we happened to be in the neighborhood after going to the Sigur Ros show last night and dropped in for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What The Hell?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling you out Tasha. The damn show tunes are getting on our nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Use of Juxtaposition of Words That I Can't Quite Remember:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ said something that was completely brilliant, but I can't remember the whole thing for the life of me. Roger, help a girl out if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rocking The Suburbs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mood was mellow, but I left it to Roger to take care of that. He totally nailed Jet's "Are You Gonna Be My Girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worst Segue:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize to everyone for the segue from Roger's rocking out to me doing Mazzy Star's "Fade Into You". I should have rocked, but I wasn't feeling it. But at least I did a good job with my song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PSA:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow karaoke starts at 6. There's some sort of charity thing going on. So if you want to see Baker before he has a few, get there early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112843967024390377?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112843967024390377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112843967024390377' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112843967024390377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112843967024390377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/10/breaking-routine.html' title='Breaking the Routine'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112800512387564533</id><published>2005-09-29T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T12:03:33.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singer Night</title><content type='html'>Super slow for a Wednesday. Tommy wasn't there because he was being a Rolling Stones groupie in Pittsburgh. So it was Russ and Rick and a bunch of hump day troupers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We Are All Stars:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow = lots of songs. I got 4 songs in. That's what I am talking about. Sorry to everyone who had to hear my attempt at No Doubt's "Ex-Girlfriend". I need to listen to that a few times before I try it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Karaoke Lotto Results:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ let everyone else choose his songs last night. Before I got there he did "Try A Little Tenderness" (yawn) and "Like A Virgin". (sorry I missed that one.) But then I got to the list and made him sing The Cardigans "Lovefool", Journey's "Anyway You Want It" and to stop torturing him, John Mayer's "No Such Thing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Use of a Suit:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall walks in a suit and wants to sing Black Sabbath."War Pigs" it was. Rock on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nothing To Be Afraid Of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger was hesitating to put something new up, but there was no one around, so it's the best time to try new songs. That would have been the Toadies' "Possum Kingdom". And that completely rocked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112800512387564533?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112800512387564533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112800512387564533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112800512387564533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112800512387564533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/09/singer-night.html' title='Singer Night'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112775159690684183</id><published>2005-09-26T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T09:19:57.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Missing Here?</title><content type='html'>Why wasn't I warned that Russ would not be there last night? I probably would not have ventured out last night if I knew, but eh, it all turned out okay. But I am totally cracking on him for not sending me the memo. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta give it up to Nailah for singing Alanis Morrisette's "You Oughta Know" like a woman scorned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who can forget Darrell laying it out there with Jimmy Eat World's "A Praise Chorus"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have to say that I was pretty stoked that my version of Madonna's "Beautiful Stranger" went over so well. Though I will &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; sing those Da Da Da Da's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pleasantly Surprised:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those girls that did the Salt-n-Pepa song. One of the hardest in the book and they actually did a pretty good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Jenn, you did not need Roger up there while doing Cheap Trick, you have it down. Oh and speaking of Roger...very inspired to choose Def Leppard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think that's it....I'm sure there will be a bonus appearance this week, it's bound to happen. Until then, stay cool, kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112775159690684183?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112775159690684183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112775159690684183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112775159690684183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112775159690684183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-missing-here.html' title='What&apos;s Missing Here?'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112740149318851074</id><published>2005-09-22T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T08:04:54.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alternate Universe Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Seriously a weird night in the Lamp. When I walked in, I felt like I was in an alternate universe. It was too busy for a Wednesday. And there were a bunch of weirdos in there. But hey, that's what you get post full moon on hump day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger wowed us with Cheap Trick's "I Want You To Want Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A little power pop for the crowd.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say it was a tie between the chick that did "The Rose" and the chick that did "Hollaback Girl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Roger and Kira was all over the chick that did "The Rose" for killing the mood. And I agreed until this other chick tried "Hollaback Girl". Damn her, now I've got B-A-N-A-N-A-S stuck in my head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re Not As Good As You Think:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hestitate to say her name, because she's a regular and I like her. But man, cut it out with the Erykah Badu. You freaking kill me every time you sing that. And when you sing Radiohead's "Creep". Oh my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miscellany:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ walked in and walked right out because of the crowd. I told him the amateurs would leave early and sure enough they were gone by 11.30. Patience, dude, patience. Oh well, there's always Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112740149318851074?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112740149318851074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112740149318851074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112740149318851074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112740149318851074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/09/alternate-universe-wednesday.html' title='Alternate Universe Wednesday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112722813724160244</id><published>2005-09-20T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T07:57:26.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Normal</title><content type='html'>(I'm late on my update, give me a break, I am out of practice doing shots and I crashed when I got home on Sunday and was at Jury Duty Monday, so no updating yesterday....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't too busy on Sunday, things are back to normal now that summer is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ let me do karaoke lotto and I picked Beck's "Sex Laws" and then Roger did Joey Ramone's version of "Wonderful World". Nothing like a punk rock take on a classic tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mis-sung Lyrics:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are drunk....no one can tell us we're wrong&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' our hearts for so long, both of us knowing&lt;br /&gt;Love Is A Battlefield&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can thank Roger for making that one up, but thank the Rock Girl contingent for singing that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miscellany&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rock Kids were out in full force and were getting plastered. (Irish Car Bombs, Alysse????) And I have to say that Little Jenn was very sweet when she was all concerned about me having a good time. I was fine, just in a quiet mood. Trust me, there is no mistaking my bad moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112722813724160244?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112722813724160244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112722813724160244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112722813724160244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112722813724160244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/09/back-to-normal.html' title='Back To Normal'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112679763714301085</id><published>2005-09-15T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T08:20:38.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where It's At</title><content type='html'>I love hitting the Lamp after a good show. Last night I was all geeked up after seeing Garbage and ran into some fellow show people - though they had a completely different experience at the Kasabian/Jet/Oasis show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one shall go unawarded because I simply didn't keep track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime someone does "Summer Nights" from Grease, it's the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Russ and I agreed that you should have to pay to sing this song. It's old and tired already, find a better duet. Hell, do Gwynnie and Huey's version of "Cruising". That always makes for a good time and then you don't have everyone in the bar hating you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runner up to the chicks that &lt;i&gt;ruined&lt;/i&gt; Veruca Salt's "Seether". I should've done it again right after them to show them how it should be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all did tributes to the shows we went to - I did Garbage's "#1 Crush", Tom did Oasis' "Wonderwall", Russ did Oasis' "Champagne Suepernova" and Roger paid tribute with Jet's "Are You Gonna Be My Girl?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;etc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to be at the Lamp when it was mellow and everyone was having a good time. And sorry to anyone who was trying to watch anything but CNN. I had to catch Anderson Cooper, so I changed all the channels. I promise I'll leave it on ESPN the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112679763714301085?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112679763714301085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112679763714301085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112679763714301085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112679763714301085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/09/where-its-at.html' title='Where It&apos;s At'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112616845973787636</id><published>2005-09-08T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T01:37:22.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How It Should Be On A Wednesday</title><content type='html'>First of all, I'm sorry I missed Monday, but you know how it goes, sometimes you just can't drag yourself out. That being said, I am glad that Roger and Natasha posted, but I do want to discuss the whole idea that posting here is "homework" or "someone's responsibility". I love the Lamp, it is where I want to be most nights when I am out. I like to write and this was my outlet for all the crazy things that happen while I am there. So don't feel like if you are there, that you have to write. I don't always write about my nights there. If you feel it, go for it. No one is going to kill themselves if there isn't an update on here. I'm just saying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I did head into the Lamp early and intended on leaving early as my voice is still getting back to normal. But so many good singers made me stay. And while I curse all of you for making me stay out so late, you know I had a great time, so all is not lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we just say that Nailah can belt out a tune? "When The Lights Go Out In The City" has never been done better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you would say that Russ doing Color Me Badd's "I Wanna Sex You Up" was a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can blame me for this. I wanted to hear it. It's not like he sounded bad, I should just know better. That was damn cheesy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everybody Dance Now:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on. You know that you wanted to dance when Baker, Russ and Marty did Parliament's "Flashlight". I thought for sure that George Clinton was going to land the mothership right on the Lamp's roof to get in on the funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pleasantly Surprised:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty surprised me twice - first with his spot on rendition of the Pet Shop Boys and then with a really good version of good ol' Britney's "Baby One More Time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rock Kids can't stay away. Tee hee. See you again on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112616845973787636?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112616845973787636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112616845973787636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112616845973787636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112616845973787636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-it-should-be-on-wednesday.html' title='How It Should Be On A Wednesday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112606905515452800</id><published>2005-09-06T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:14:04.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rocks Kids Make A Guest Appearance On Monday</title><content type='html'>Well the Rock Kids made it out on a Monday night. I'm actually always out on Mondays, but since last Sunday was so horrible we decided that we needed to make it up. it was wonderful, the bar was more relaxed, there were less people and it was deffinately less of a struggle to make it up to the karaoke. It was a good night, good enough to blog I figure and since I was there the longest Roger decided that I needed to be the one to write the blog. I'm lazy as hell too... I'm still not sure how he roped me into doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quote(s) Of The Night:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, they're all Russ, but he had the most memorable ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I fucking hate Journey" &amp; "These are the worst lyrics ever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is all being said in breaks as he's singing "Faithfully" which I asked him to sing. He could have at least waited until after he finished singing to start bitching!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's alright... I'm a human jukebox."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saith Russ after I apologized for asking him to sing something he clearly wasn't happy to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The 2 horribly drunk girls who sang "I will survive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not only is it a karaoke clique, but they killed it so horribly I'm not sure it could ever be resurrected even if we tried.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The girl who sang "Bohemian Rapsody".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ironically enough it's the same girl who beat Randy out of singing it last time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm So Glad You Sang That:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The girl who rocked out on Etta James' "At Last".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This girl did justice to the piece, she had a great voice and a lot of soul. I loved it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Russ for singing Sinatra's "They can't take that away from me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love it when Russ busts out with songs like these, it was a great choice and as usual... he rocked it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excuse For Staying Until Last Call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How often don't I? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kudos And Shout Outs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Despite hating Journey and blah blah blah, kudos to Russ for being a sport and singing "Faithfully" for me. The "Human Jukebox" performed wonderfully as per usual. Lyn, we deffinately missed you last night, I was all set up for Monster Ballad Monday too... had a song and everything. Ah well next time. I'll give a shout out to C.T.S.G. for wearing his "Stop midget on midget crime" shirt since Lyn wasn't there to see it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112606905515452800?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112606905515452800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112606905515452800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112606905515452800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112606905515452800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/09/rocks-kids-make-guest-appearance-on.html' title='The Rocks Kids Make A Guest Appearance On Monday'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04517370521957046443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v111/FaeryNatasha/tashaderby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112594693224217936</id><published>2005-09-05T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T14:11:41.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Two</title><content type='html'>Well, I tried.  At whatever hour that was this morning, I laboriously organized, input, and edited a charming, fascinating blog entry about everything that happened last night.  So what happened to my carefully crafted composition?  That's right, the internet ate my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a sense in which blogging (from what little I've seen of it!) is truly cathartic: once you've typed out and released whatever it was you had to say, it's gone.  With that in mind, I'm not even going to try to recreate my little gem of an essay.  Instead, I will just jot down a few points of amusement from the pre-holiday madness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The limo driver getting up and rocking a tune (and taking it SO seriously!).  I have to admit that the idea of going up to sing karaoke while on the clock is pretty appealing.&lt;br /&gt;2.  More matching outfit girls?  Can't we screen for that at the door?  Or maybe they are the same ones coming back again.  In all honesty, I don't remember anything about what they look like, only the matching outfits.  Perhaps this is a distraction technique they are using to perform some type of robbery ("No officer, I can't describe them at all, except that they all had these horrible shirts on...").&lt;br /&gt;3.  Newbies taking on Toby again?  Note to the diva: The combination of self-importance, drunken obnoxiousness, and general lack of social appropriateness is extremely unappealing.  Oh, and you're not even 40% as good as you think you are.  (Side note: I loved hearing Toby tell the diva, "There are plenty of other bars in San Diego."  Can I get a Hell Yeah?)&lt;br /&gt;4.  Apparently the long weekend or the pre-holiday crowd was getting to everybody, as the regulars were leaving early to head over to the Lamp Annex (aka Santana's).  Much fun and good conversation was had there, along with additional amusements (somebody else blog about the French guy, please!), but I SO should not be eating that stuff at that hour.  Some new regulars-in-training bypassed Santana's in favor of La Posta--quite frankly, I was impressed they were still up for the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See y'all on a quieter night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112594693224217936?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112594693224217936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112594693224217936' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112594693224217936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112594693224217936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/09/take-two.html' title='Take Two'/><author><name>lamp du jour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16497283256260891379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112565689964668087</id><published>2005-09-02T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T03:28:19.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, Thursday night!</title><content type='html'>Tonight was a rare night. CTSG showed up at the bar on a weeknight.  That is cause enough for a rare celebration. But I was bored and it was my day off so I had to go. And I got Tasha to go with me so everything was good. But I must say I never expected what I saw. I forgot that Thursday night is usually college night so why I thought the Lamplighter would be different was beyond me. Anyways, here is my assessment of the night. (Sorry Lyn for stealing you format. Why weren't you there?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote(s) of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you man, don't ever change"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saith Russ as I said my goodbyes at the end of the night. You are awesome man but I would have never expected that from you. Maybe it was the liquor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any of the songs from Grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some of the singers were ok but come on...how many times must we be subjected to Summer Nights or You're the One That I Want.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really stood out, though Eric and Russ both rocked it as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse For Staying Until Last Call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of work in the morning and boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notables:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I must make special note of two people. Too Drunk Girl who danced entire night, including trying to dance salsa to Proud Mary. Also, Too Drunk Guy who took every chance he could to sing on stage...off key of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Sunday, peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112565689964668087?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112565689964668087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112565689964668087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112565689964668087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112565689964668087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/09/omg-thursday-night.html' title='OMG, Thursday night!'/><author><name>C.T.S.G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033931293600829152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112530990117856356</id><published>2005-08-29T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T03:05:01.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Sorts of Interesting</title><content type='html'>The night started out slow, but it picked up rather nicely. I really wish I could have sang more, but my voice was thrashed. But since I didn’t feel like drinking, it was much better to watch everything unfold through sober eyes. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote(s) of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys kill me. All sorts of interesting stuff was going on and that produced a few quotable quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t light a match near my mouth.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Joelle after trying the vodka tonic that Pete poured for her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t care if you love me or not, I’m gonna tell you how it is.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That would be Toby.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I like fruitier pussy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Mike after he drank the Wet Pussy shot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake and his friend did Huey Lewis and Gwynnie’s version of “Cruising”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As much as I love Jake, it really wasn’t the best choice for him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many good songs….Roger did “War Pigs” again. Russ let me play lotto and sang Journey for me. And then there was Ms. Joelle. How can you not love a beautiful woman singing about getting her groove on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse For Staying Until Last Call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darrell keeps coming strong with the Jimmy’s “Pain”. And Cool T Shirt Guy had a fun tee with a monkey and a spaceship or something or rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, a big shout out to &lt;a href="http://aprettyface.blogspot.com" title="lushy"&gt;Lushy&lt;/a&gt; who was visiting from New Mexico. See you back at the Lamp in December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112530990117856356?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112530990117856356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112530990117856356' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112530990117856356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112530990117856356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/all-sorts-of-interesting.html' title='All Sorts of Interesting'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112522517940010847</id><published>2005-08-28T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T03:32:59.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Call Again</title><content type='html'>Last call at the Lamp is the best…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m torn, I can’t decide between these two…&lt;br /&gt;“I am so not your average 22 year old.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith the young dude that was hitting on Lushy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I fucking love this bar.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Roger who told me that he says this every night. And where am I when he says that because it’s the first time I’ve heard it. Or maybe it was just the first time I remember…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse For Staying Until Last Call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late night regulars were out in full force. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to thank the dude in the striped shirt that was playing grab ass with me for the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very wordy tonight, saving it for tomorrow’s debauchery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112522517940010847?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112522517940010847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112522517940010847' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112522517940010847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112522517940010847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-call-again.html' title='Last Call Again'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112480764098808786</id><published>2005-08-23T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T07:34:00.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Ballad Monday</title><content type='html'>I didn't get to sing enough on Sunday and I needed a fix. Mondays are a toss up and I was hoping I'd get a slow Monday. Karma was on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy gets the trifecta-&lt;br /&gt;"I got issues."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in response to me asking him why he was here for the second day in a row when he wasn't working.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That tastes like a shit sandwich."&lt;br /&gt;"That tastes like fart in your mouth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tommy waxes poetic to Russ on how much he loves Becks beer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was professional karaoke night - the place was packed with good singers. But anytime Tommy does a Rolling Stones daily double of "Sympathy for the Devil" and "Emotional Rescue", you gotta give out the props.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest thanks to all that participated in Monster Ballad Monday. I twisted Natasha's arm and she did Styx's "Babe." And Russ let me do karaoke lotto for him and I put up Bon Jovi's "Bed of Roses" and REO Speedwagon's "Take It On The Run."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then....Thursday should be the next outing, Mitchell allegedly has something big going on.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112480764098808786?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112480764098808786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112480764098808786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112480764098808786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112480764098808786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/monster-ballad-monday.html' title='Monster Ballad Monday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112472139079360133</id><published>2005-08-22T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T07:37:24.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night Fights</title><content type='html'>Weird night all around. The pinnacle was when someone pretty much threw down fisticuffs with Toby because they were waiting forever to sing. Come on, people, it's karaoke at the Lamp, it's not like there is some music industry person in the crowd trolling for talent. Chill people, chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're not the best singer in here, but you're the best back door man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toby replies to Tommy's comment that he was the best singer in there after he did an amazing rendition of "Back Door Man".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dude that did "Pump Up The Jam".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We've been down this road before - these types of songs do not make for good karaoke.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger shreds on Black Sabbath's "War Pigs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm sure the younger crowd had no clue who this was, but Roger went off. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everybody Dance Now:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dude did "Rhythm of the Night" and it was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's funny that Tommy keeps coming in with the boys on Sundays. He is basically giving it up that Sunday is the best night to come in. Cheers to that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112472139079360133?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112472139079360133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112472139079360133' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112472139079360133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112472139079360133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/sunday-night-fights.html' title='Sunday Night Fights'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112437590697437643</id><published>2005-08-18T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T07:38:26.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra Hang Time</title><content type='html'>Good crowd last night – when I walked in, it was slow, but as usual, after midnight, it got busy again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We all heard about you dating that Asian transvestite.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sorry Mo, I had not heard that about Baker. Thanks for the visual.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group that did Vanilla Ice’s “Ice Ice Baby”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When is this song ever a good idea?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ sang “Sister Goldenhair”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That was unexpected and totally cool.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pleasantly Surprised:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy totally belted out some torch ballad. When he went up there,  I was like “great” and then he totally nailed the song. Nicely done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to see Russ on a Wednesday, it was almost like old times. Also good to see Lindsey of Rock Kid fame. And how great is it to see some of the local music scenesters in the bar? That’s what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be a round two tonight, we shall see….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112437590697437643?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112437590697437643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112437590697437643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112437590697437643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112437590697437643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/extra-hang-time.html' title='Extra Hang Time'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112429281533137192</id><published>2005-08-17T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T08:33:35.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Photos Posted</title><content type='html'>Check out the new photos on Flickr (click on the wee badge on the right.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112429281533137192?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112429281533137192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112429281533137192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112429281533137192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112429281533137192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-photos-posted.html' title='New Photos Posted'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112414928062447781</id><published>2005-08-15T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T16:41:20.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Pleasant Valley Sunday</title><content type='html'>I have to admit, I drove back from Santa Cruz yesterday just so I could make it our for the Sunday madness. Now that’s devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That guy is the best singer that sucks at karaoke.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saith Roger who was commenting on the great voice of a dude with really bad technique. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicks who sang “Bohemian Rhapsody”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Randy had to change his song because these people sang that? Argh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darrell did an awesome job with Dashboard’s “Hands Down”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did take some pix, I’ll post them later this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112414928062447781?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112414928062447781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112414928062447781' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112414928062447781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112414928062447781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-pleasant-valley-sunday.html' title='Another Pleasant Valley Sunday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112384141090099173</id><published>2005-08-12T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T03:10:10.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Lamp</title><content type='html'>I rolled in tonight with a member of the Sunday crew (yeah, put the blame on me--I can take it!), and it was like stepping into some alternate-universe Lamp.  Sure, there was a big crowd, which is fairly typical for a Thursday.  But there was no vibe.  It was as if all of those people were mannequins, not putting out any energy.  And almost no one sang--at 11, the list was still on its first page.  In spots, there was almost a frat-boy thing going on, with belligerent drunks having to be restrained and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't get me wrong: I have been in on any number of Thursdays, and they are normally great.  But something weird happened tonight, and all of the regulars (can I count myself in that group?) felt it.  There were still some great singers and such, and I got a little love from the crowd for rocking (3 songs, since no one was signing up: Everlong, Love Her Madly, and Rock and Roll All Night, baby!).  But it didn't feel like home, like that crazy but cozy place that we all know and love.  I'm going to chalk it up to some type of one-time aberration, and assume that all will be well the next time I roll in.  Which will probably be pretty soon.  See y'all then, and leave the frat boys at home, m'kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112384141090099173?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112384141090099173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112384141090099173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112384141090099173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112384141090099173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/other-lamp.html' title='The Other Lamp'/><author><name>lamp du jour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16497283256260891379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112375121229342077</id><published>2005-08-11T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T02:16:24.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the mouths of babes</title><content type='html'>Rolled in early as I swore I would go home and pack for my trip. (Leaving tomorrow, not sure if I’ll be back Sunday or Monday.) Still stayed until almost last call. Old habits die hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was full of gems, so here are a few of the best: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Here comes the Love Shack crew.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Baker when a busload of kids walked in the door. (more on them later)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s good scenery in here tonight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Boytoy as he was scoping the girls (mostly blond with boob jobs, there’s no accounting for taste.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Quick, someone else say something brilliant.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Russ as he was trying to avoid having something he said become the quote of the night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s up with drinking shots with your Coors Lite?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Roger as he lamented why you would bother with the piss water if you are otherwise drinking tequila.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some Asian kids that must have been deprived of a karaoke machine at home. They totally ruined “My Girl”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the Love Shack crew were horrifying when they did “Come Sail Away”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They didn’t sound that bad, but what was up with the dude who unbuttoned his shirt all the way and was teasing us with his six pack? Or his friend that was up there with a mike in one hand and his flip flops in another?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be Roger doing a Journey song that somehow escapes me at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natasha and Lindsey of Rock Kid fame made an appearance. Good to see you on a school night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112375121229342077?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112375121229342077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112375121229342077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112375121229342077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112375121229342077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html' title='Out of the mouths of babes'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112362910557834112</id><published>2005-08-09T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T16:11:45.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>It is high time I posted again, so I will now post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was great, and typical. Busy, drunken, and miserable for the poor sober guy. Which has apparently earned me the nick name "daddy bartender".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was fun and seems to keep getting more and more crowded. I created a new drink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wientraubs Watermelon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green UV or (Apple Pucker and Vodka, but it won't get you as drunk)&lt;br /&gt;Midori&lt;br /&gt;Collins&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;splash of triplesec&lt;br /&gt;splash of granadine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how that makes watermelon. I am a friggin genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, WE will ALWAYS card, and if I ever see a minor, zygote, little kid, whatever drunk in front of my bar trying to sneak in again, I will wait until he is eighteen and then kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very serious, that is like me going to your job and trying to not only get you fired, but fined as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday there was a fight between two friends it was retarded, it ended good though, but I got really pissed that some guys that came in together just got into a little scuffle. Monday was about as busy as Sunday, and had more consistent drinkers, good night overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10cc is an awesome band so check them out, they had like 4 big hits in the eighties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later all I hope to see you again soon, and thanks for dropping by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112362910557834112?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112362910557834112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112362910557834112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112362910557834112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112362910557834112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>devlin jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622855091186847705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112351402207498734</id><published>2005-08-08T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T08:14:23.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Comedown</title><content type='html'>It was CTSG's bday last night. And I thought the place would be going off, but it was kinda weird in there. Maybe it was me in my pharmaceutical haze. Dunno. But yeah, a good time had by all for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a sausage fest in here tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Boytoy as he lamented on the bad boy/girl ratio.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group of guys that decided it was techno night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That shit makes for some seriously bad karaoke.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tie: Roger doing "Creep" and Russ doing "The Scientist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The night never had a cohesive vibe, but these two hit it right when they sang these songs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse For NOT Staying Until Last Call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone was too drunk to deal with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112351402207498734?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112351402207498734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112351402207498734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112351402207498734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112351402207498734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/big-comedown.html' title='The Big Comedown'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112347405158011378</id><published>2005-08-07T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T21:07:31.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night Mayhem</title><content type='html'>Just letting everyone know that tonight at 12, Coo T-Shirt Guy is turning 24! That's right...24...not at all underage. (Not like that one customer told Russ)  So come one and all and let's drink and be merry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112347405158011378?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112347405158011378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112347405158011378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112347405158011378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112347405158011378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/sunday-night-mayhem.html' title='Sunday Night Mayhem'/><author><name>C.T.S.G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033931293600829152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112325400818808618</id><published>2005-08-05T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T08:03:14.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Is The New Friday</title><content type='html'>I don't tend to come in on Thursdays until really late, but a bunch of old school Lamp kids came in, so I was there to represent. It started out slow, but by 11, the Lamp was in full swing - a 21st birthday party and a bachelorette party to add to the mix of Thursday regulars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be the title of the post. I'll credit that one to Roger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, the other quote that isn't funny if you weren't there to see but was beyond classic was "Do you always eat M &amp; M's that way?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;From the guy watching me eat M&amp;M's out of Heather's mouth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite honestly, I wasn't paying attention to who was singing or what not. Too busy being a spectacle. But it was definitely cool to see the old school singers. Ethan, Loren and Heather are former regulars that used to rock it with me back in the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's definitely one of the best things about the Lamp - you just never know who will walk in to rock your world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112325400818808618?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112325400818808618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112325400818808618' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112325400818808618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112325400818808618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/thursday-is-new-friday.html' title='Thursday Is The New Friday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112293641736839758</id><published>2005-08-01T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T15:46:57.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos are up</title><content type='html'>click on the little flickr badge to view them....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112293641736839758?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112293641736839758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112293641736839758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112293641736839758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112293641736839758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/photos-are-up.html' title='Photos are up'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112292215286351263</id><published>2005-08-01T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T11:49:12.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Day Is Like Sunday</title><content type='html'>Another great Sunday for the books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm as sober as a preacher on Sunday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Boytoy as he drank his O'douls.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am So Glad You Sang That&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rock kids dominating the stage with "Wonderboy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You guys are awesome. Do I tell you that enough?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My buddy Jamal showed up and I made him drink a Peppermint Mocha with me. Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nailah needs to sing "Killing Me Softly" more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and last but not least, thanks to my Asian brother (I am so bad with names, forgive me) for letting me horn in on Abba's "Mamma Mia". That was so fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have pictures from last night up on flickr later. Until then, rock on, kids, rock on!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112292215286351263?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112292215286351263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112292215286351263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112292215286351263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112292215286351263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/08/every-day-is-like-sunday.html' title='Every Day Is Like Sunday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112280418001745864</id><published>2005-07-31T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T03:03:00.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Show Stroll</title><content type='html'>Roger and I made a rare Saturday night appearance at the Lamp tonight. Not a bad move. We got there around 12.30...not too early, not too late. Just Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the Night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I wasn't married, I'd be f***ing a 50 year old bitch tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;overheard by Doug as someone walked out the door at last call.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dudes that sang "It's Raining Men".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay, we get that it is Pride weekend.But do you have to sing this song and take your shirt off and be stupid about it? No, you didn't. Sigh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse for staying until last call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ sang "Let's Get It On" to end the evening. Plus, we were totally amused by the chicks sitting next to me. They were horrifically drunk and flirting with Tommy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to see Johnny roll in (late, of course. He and I have similar bar habits). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is it. See you kids tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112280418001745864?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112280418001745864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112280418001745864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112280418001745864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112280418001745864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/post-show-stroll.html' title='Post Show Stroll'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112251232069478588</id><published>2005-07-27T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T19:01:56.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Night And Ice Was Flung All Around</title><content type='html'>Monday night is quickly becoming one of my favorite nights. It's a lot more relaxed as opposed to the hectic Sundays that I'm used to, you get more songs in on the mic (whether that's good or bad is not for me to say) and it's just all good times. I like having less people there, though the bartenders might be of a different opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made this Monday rock even more is that Russ's, "Best friend in the whole wide world" (yes that is how he was introduced to me), Mike was there and it was just too much fun. If you ever see Mike at the bar talk to him. He's just a sweetheart and has some great Russ stories. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did he call me a manwhore?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asks Russ when I told him that Mike had been telling me about him that night. No Russ he did not, but I would love to hear that story.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let's not forget this one:&lt;br /&gt;"You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here... or better yet come to my house, I have a jacuzzi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sayth Russ in his mandatory "Get the fuck out of here." speech. Now that whole manwhore thing is making a lot more sense.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question that makes you go "Did you seriously just ask that?":&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey my uncle works at the Nasco shipyard... do you think you know him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This would be Eric Baker talking to me about my work. Honey there's like a one in one thousand, if that,  chance that I would know your uncle, there's thousands of people who work there for christsake. I love you hon, but think &lt;/em&gt;about&lt;em&gt; it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why the hell did you sing that?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goes to the girl that sang "Master of the House" from Les Miserables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes I love show tunes and I am not innocent when it comes to singing them, but honey... oh no.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So glad you sang that:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ with "Me and Mrs. Jones"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a personal favorite... what can I say?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also:&lt;br /&gt;Mike with "Rawhide".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That man has a sweet baritone and his own personal lyrics were the best. (This was around the time that Russ found it amusing to start throwing ice at him by the way.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason for staying until last call:&lt;/strong&gt;It's always great to hear a great duet and Russ and Eric pulled that off beautifully. They both have those great soulful voices and it's always awesome to hear Russ go from that smooth tenor to that ridiculously good falsetto. Makes me want to kiss and pummel the man all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/strong&gt;Kudos and a deep thanks to Mike for not ditching me when the two pretty Russ fanatics attempted to leech onto him trying to score "talking to the best friend" points. You're the best and you need to come more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112251232069478588?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112251232069478588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112251232069478588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112251232069478588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112251232069478588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/monday-night-and-ice-was-flung-all.html' title='Monday Night And Ice Was Flung All Around'/><author><name>Natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04517370521957046443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v111/FaeryNatasha/tashaderby.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112228800239993807</id><published>2005-07-25T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T14:17:07.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80s Night</title><content type='html'>The Sunday Night Crew (do y'all like that title better?) decreed that tonight would be 80s Night.  Frightening 80s clothing would be worn, 80s tunes would be sung, and a good time would be had by all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I was a bit sceptical.  Let's be serious: there are quite a few things from the 80s that we do not need to revisit.  And even though some great music came out then, when you think "80s", generally you are thinking about the cliche one-hit wonders that define the period but came to naught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'll step up here and make my confession: I was so wrong.  Because 80s Night rocked completely.  All of you who dressed up (you know who you are) looked awesome.  In addition, even those people who had nothing to do with planning this event got into the spirit, and the music was all 80s, all night.  I wish I could call everyone out by name who flew the colors or rocked the mic, but honestly at this hour I'm lucky I can complete a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And frankly, that's the other reason 80s Night rocked.  So many people became so much drunker than I have ever seen them, and a great time was had by all. I have never seen so many people tell so many other people how much they love them.  And honestly, we should all be taking a moment to thank/acknowledge the people who make our lives so much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby said on the mic at one point that every Sunday would be 80s Night, but my informal poll showed that once a month or so would be plenty. Let's be honest: I don't think we all would survive doing this every week. But every now and then would be great, because the enthusiasm and craziness that ensued definitely sparked a night that I will happily carry in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I send my thanks and congratulations to the crew that made this happen, as well as to all those at Lamp who continue to put up with us.  You people rock, straight up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(editor's note: Roger blogged! OMG! I wish I could add more to this, but I don't remember squat from last night. -lyn)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112228800239993807?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112228800239993807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112228800239993807' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112228800239993807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112228800239993807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/80s-night.html' title='80s Night'/><author><name>lamp du jour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16497283256260891379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112204416299380587</id><published>2005-07-22T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T08:57:21.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Lyn</title><content type='html'>It was a little after 1 am when I hit the Lamp this morning…oh the glories of last call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you have any tequila in this place?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Did you really ask that question?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this exchange:&lt;br /&gt;Texan #1: “I paid him $11”&lt;br /&gt;Teaxan #2; “That’s not enough, we’re in California now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There were two older guys from Texas (El Paso) (who stuck out like sore thumbs) drinking it up near me. They were total comedy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple that did Violent Femmes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh my ears. And what were you wearing? You looked like a bad imitation of Avril Lavigne and Derrick Whibley.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse for staying until last call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was one of those nights where you wanted to see what everyone looked like with the lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to see the rock kids out on a school night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool T Shirt Guy did not fail us. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lamplightersd/27778224/" title="ctsg"&gt;Cool Tshirt Guy's offering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Calling me out about wearing 80’s gear on Sunday is not gonna make me do it. Just so you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112204416299380587?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112204416299380587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112204416299380587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112204416299380587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112204416299380587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/late-night-lyn.html' title='Late Night Lyn'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112195662476412342</id><published>2005-07-21T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T07:44:25.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humping It</title><content type='html'>Eh, what the heck. It was Wednesday and it was late, and I was bored. You can guess the outcome from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tie ...&lt;br /&gt;“I'm acting way too drunk for not being drunk. I need to catch up”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Russ at around 1am before he started drinking a shot.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been drinking since 9am. That's cool but sad at the same time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tommy, who took the day off but was still at the bar. Go figure.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two eighties guys sang Danzig's "Mother".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;These guys had a serious flashback problem. Except they probably don't remember the 80's. In any case, no one wearing Member's Only jackets and high water pants should touch this song. Ever. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm So Glad You Sang That and Excuse for staying until last call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ busted out Ambrosia's "Biggest Part of Me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love it when Russ busts out obscure smooth move songs. Too bad there were no women for him to take advantage of. (I told you, Russ. I am so your wingman.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's taking bets that I show up for last call tonight??? Um...yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112195662476412342?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112195662476412342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112195662476412342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112195662476412342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112195662476412342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/humping-it.html' title='Humping It'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112179549771565782</id><published>2005-07-19T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T11:06:58.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not want to put down a title</title><content type='html'>Ok, I will write down a new blog thing that people can read. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I'd like to thank Lyn for creating this sight and putting so much time into it. If I wasn't lazy I would be a better blogger person thing, but I am lazy, so thank you Lyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starting with Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night was...well interesting. I worked the door for BIG JOHN, as I have been, while he gets ready for his body building show. Working the door is one of those things that can be extremely laid back, or just F-ing nuts. This past Thursday fell into the F-ing nuts side of things. It started off with a lot of horribly bad drunken conversations outside between groups of people who were smoking. A lot of stupid arguments that are the usual bar room crapola. You know things like some guy arguing with a woman about what women want, and the exact rules of the pool (8 ball). But these were like heated debates. You could swear that they were arguing the use of nuclear weapons against a foreign power. This just went on and on all night, but the kicker to the evening was this one incident. I said something to someone at the door I thought in a million years I'd never say. I actually had to tell a guy "Sorry sir I can't let you into the bar, you are carrying a chainsaw". I swear this guy walked up to the bar with a back pack full of junk, and sticking about a foot or so out of it was the blade to a chainsaw, uncovered and well used. That was the cherry on the F-ing nuts Sunday that was Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday and Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in New Mexico so I have no idea what happened at the bar other than that the guy covering my shift never showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday and Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sunday was the usual fun night it has been. Lyn has most of it pretty well covered in her account so I'll crank up the lazy dial and tell you to read her post.&lt;br /&gt;Monday is starting to become a great night as well. It has been getting a little busier, and there is just something great about people who come to a bar on Monday. Its a nice break from the typical weekend warrior crowd. A lot of new faces were there as well as some familiar ones, and all in all just a pleasant crowd. In fact everybody should come in on Mondays, if not several time a week, or every night of the week, especially when I'm working. I love you all, give me your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D E V L I N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could write this in crayon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112179549771565782?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112179549771565782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112179549771565782' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112179549771565782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112179549771565782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-do-not-want-to-put-down-title.html' title='I do not want to put down a title'/><author><name>devlin jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622855091186847705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112170927112883086</id><published>2005-07-18T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T10:56:48.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night Live</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have to admit that I wasn't paying a lot of attention to what was going on last night. Sports Center was calling my name and there were too many good convos going on. But hey, a good time had by all and that is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You're drinking barf on the rocks.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Russ told me this as he poured me a surfer on acid as a cocktail. That would be malibu, pineapple juice and jager. I was actually waxing nostalgic because this place I used to go to had these but called them a "Malibu Bitch". I would order them just to say the name.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy did the Rolling Stones' "Emotional Rescue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your life is not complete until you have seen the spectacle that is Tommy on the mic. Seriously.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse for staying until last call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for an excuse, we were there because we weren't done yet. I am bummed that Russ ran out of the vanilla liqueur he needs to make those vanilla peppermint things. Though I don't think any of us needed another shot at that point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great night for t-shirts. Forgive me since I don't remember them all but there were definitely some that were very unique. You know who you are...because I told you that your tees were sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it. No promises about when I am coming in next...It happens when it happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112170927112883086?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112170927112883086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112170927112883086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112170927112883086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112170927112883086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/sunday-night-live.html' title='Sunday Night Live'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112154892439345352</id><published>2005-07-16T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T14:29:02.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile, You're On Camera</title><content type='html'>Working on a few things here. I set up a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com" title"flicker"&gt; Flickr&lt;/a&gt; account to post pix. I only uploaded a couple...be patient, I have plenty. But feel free to email pix to our blog email and I may post those as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pix, I am working on a new Lamp collage. I'll let you guys know in advance when I will be taking pix for it...I definitely need some pix from Sunday nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112154892439345352?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112154892439345352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112154892439345352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112154892439345352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112154892439345352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/smile-youre-on-camera.html' title='Smile, You&apos;re On Camera'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112143799777817896</id><published>2005-07-15T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T07:44:35.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises, Promises</title><content type='html'>Damn it. Roger the non-blogger called me out. Yes, we went to Lamp last night. And it was close to weekend crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How come my dream girl is part of the lesbian party?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sorry, dude.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dude in the backwards baseball cap that did House of Pain's "Jump Around".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First of all, only catchers and assholes wear their caps backwards. Second of all, you totally sucked.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So Glad I Didn't Miss This:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy did Charlie Daniels Band's "Devil Went Down To Georgia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;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.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse for staying until last call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we didn't get there until 11.30 and Roger was drinking a free beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it. I mean it when I say I won't be in again until Sunday. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112143799777817896?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112143799777817896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112143799777817896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112143799777817896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112143799777817896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/promises-promises.html' title='Promises, Promises'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112121141710120147</id><published>2005-07-12T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T16:38:03.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia Night</title><content type='html'>One of the best things about the Lamp is that you never know who may show up on any given night. I trolled in after the show I went to last night and lo and behold, there was Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, I met Ethan because he was Heather's roommate. He also used to date Joelle and I'm pretty sure he dated Toby the KJ as well. Anyways, he doesn't come in that often and it was so nice to see him. For sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan is like Mr. Professional Karaoke. But not in a bad way like Moondoggie. He just has that smooth soul voice. Toby and Ethan were having a good time reliving past moments on stage. It's always nice to see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm So Glad You Sang That:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ sang "The Way You Look Tonight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We all have our favorites from the regulars and this is one that always makes me smile when Russ does it. Nicely Done.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everybody Dance Now:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a group of 40 something women sitting in the front booth who surprised the heck out of me when they came up to dance while I sang Madonna's "Borderline". I guess it was nostalgia night for them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Surprise of the night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy that went up and did Weezer's "Buddy Holly".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was totally expecting this guy to suck and he didn't. Rawk on.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it. I swear that I won't be in again until Sunday. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112121141710120147?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112121141710120147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112121141710120147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112121141710120147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112121141710120147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/nostalgia-night.html' title='Nostalgia Night'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112109470493032268</id><published>2005-07-11T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T08:11:44.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>It's Official. Sundays are hands down the best night to be at the Lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why is everyone standing by the door? I know all the good ass is there, but come on.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Toby. She was on fire on the mic.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one two punch of the girls trying to sing emo. First a really bad stab at Dashboard's "Hands Down" and then an even worse version of Jimmy Eat World's "A Praise Chorus". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;These songs are not easy songs to sing. Most &lt;i&gt;guys&lt;/i&gt; can't pull them off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse for staying until last call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Russ was making up new drinks and I was the recipient of those experiments. and then we all had one of those vanilla mint shots and it was over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasha, you did a great job with Journey's "Anyway You Want It." And I'm glad the rock kids got to sing "Wonderboy" to end the night. Oh, and JJ, Dustin and Michael's attempt at Abba's "Dancing Queen" was a lot of fun. The best thing about singing songs like that is that everyone is into it. And even if it doesn't sound that great, they're having fun and it's all good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it. See you guys next Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112109470493032268?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112109470493032268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112109470493032268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112109470493032268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112109470493032268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112075669525466561</id><published>2005-07-07T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T10:18:15.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Week Pitstop</title><content type='html'>Nothing like a mid-week pitstop for some liquid therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You're the megaphone of dorks”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Scott to Lolo. He also said something about how the only thing Lolo every says is everyone's names. Well, maybe to Scott. Lolo definitely has things to say to women. God help us.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The striped shirt guys tied - one of them sang Pearl Jam's "Black" and one of them sang Howard Jones' "Everlasting Love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;These guys were pathetically bad. Gentry remarked that "Black" was the first song he learned to play and sing on guitar. That killed me as much as the bad singing. I was like, "what were you? like 10?" He said he was 12. I was in freaking college when that came out. I told you I was an old lady.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse for staying until last call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Tommy just poured a round of Jager and I wasn't done with my bumblebee yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tidbits:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric was playing part of the song that he wrote between singers. It's pretty cool. he definitely has the soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112075669525466561?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112075669525466561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112075669525466561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112075669525466561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112075669525466561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/mid-week-pitstop.html' title='Mid Week Pitstop'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112058588473953902</id><published>2005-07-05T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T13:33:08.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>It was like Groundhog Day last night. We got to re-do Sunday, with much better results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can learn a lot about people by watching animal shows”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;one of the guys sitting next to me who were totally enthralled by Jack Hanna and his entourage of furry friends on Larry King Live. We were also into watching the ESPN replay of the Nathan Hot Dog eating contest. The winner ate 49 dogs. Amazing.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wanna be indie rock guys singing Salt-n-Pepa's "Push It."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's a hard song to beging with and then two white dudes try to pull it off? Not happening. Plus the dude in the "Death To The Pixies" tee lost all credibility by attempting "Bust A Move". Oh, my ears. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse for staying until last call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have stayed until last call to hear the rock kids do Biz Markie, but Santana's called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta give props to &lt;strike&gt;Nyila (please tell me how to spell her name properly...)&lt;/strike&gt; Nailah. Her version of "Total Eclipse of the Heart" rocked the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tidbits:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we call you guys that sit up in the front booth the rock kids. Partly because I am HORRIBLE with names (sorry Randy, I fixed my post below), but partly because we love that you guys rock out with us on Sundays. You guys bring a really fun vibe and we dig that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112058588473953902?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112058588473953902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112058588473953902' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112058588473953902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112058588473953902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/manic-monday.html' title='Manic Monday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112051235595175452</id><published>2005-07-04T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T14:28:26.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Blame the Fireworks...</title><content type='html'>Why does the Sunday before a holiday always bring everyone and there Mother to the Lamplighter? At least we were prepared this time and arrived early, well most of us did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was especially great because Gina was able to come again for once since she is stuck @ camp all summer, we got to sing "It's oh so Quiet" which, as promised, I had saved until she returned. A certain someone came again  which made the night even better for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote Of The Night:&lt;br /&gt;"God... I have been a bigger slut this week than ever before..." ~ My brother telling me about his escapades of the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure, considering that one time?" ~ My response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That:&lt;br /&gt;Defiantly would have to go to Moondoggie for almost anything he sang last night, especially the "America Medley" ~ that dude scares me considering he brings his own tracks and his own microphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever sung "Puff the Magic Dragon" early in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why We Stayed Till Last Call:&lt;br /&gt;As per usual Toby promised we could sing "Wonderboy", but once again we were cut for time... But the lame part was Toby blamed it on Russ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us have decided to go tonight for the 4th so Lyn, we will see you there for the real "Sunday" night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alysse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112051235595175452?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112051235595175452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112051235595175452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112051235595175452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112051235595175452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-blame-fireworks.html' title='I Blame the Fireworks...'/><author><name>Alysse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08252103815985203987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112046906435084232</id><published>2005-07-04T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T10:43:21.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Holiday Debauchery</title><content type='html'>Ah, the Sunday before a holiday is the Lamp at it’s craziest. No one has to work so everyone is out. I didn’t get there until 11 and I actually had to wait in line to get in. Sigh. But it was worth the wait. Good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tie:&lt;br /&gt;“I thought she was Peter’s sister…”&lt;br /&gt;Someone talking about the mother of Peter’s child. Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t recognize you with your shirt on.”&lt;br /&gt;Me recounting the story of how I officially met Damon, who used to work at Lips. I never saw him with a shirt on until he showed up at Lamp one night. Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tie (I’m indecisive tonight…):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moondoggie for his attempt at patriotism….some sort of medley including God Bless America. Okay, it’s 4th of July. But WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two guys that decided to sing a Spanish love ballad at 1am. Total mood killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excuse for staying until last call:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby told the rock kids they would sing Tenacious D’s “Wonderboy” as the last song.  But they were denied. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout outs:&lt;/b&gt; It was cool to officially meet Alysse, who is going to be a contributor to this blog. And a belated shout out to &lt;strike&gt;Ramon&lt;/strike&gt;Randy, who will now be known as Cool T-Shirt Guy. Last week it was a Year Of The Cock t-shirt, this week it was some sort of math shirt. Nicely done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and since tonight wasn’t a real Sunday night, we’re doing it again tomorrow. Roll in after fireworks…we’ll make it Sunday all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112046906435084232?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112046906435084232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112046906435084232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112046906435084232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112046906435084232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/07/pre-holiday-debauchery.html' title='Pre-Holiday Debauchery'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-112012332096554233</id><published>2005-06-30T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T02:35:17.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Call Shenanigans</title><content type='html'>It's always a crap shoot if you walk into the Lamp after 1am on a weekday. Sometimes, it's totally crazy because everyone was having such a good time no one has left yet. Other times, it's totally empty and very chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Wednesday it was the latter....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the evening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's always entertaining at the Lamplighter." &lt;br /&gt;saith the dude sitting next to me at the bar when a group of people were on stage singing for someone taping for some TV show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby's daughter and her friend sang Wilson Phillip's "Hold On".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That song wasn't a good idea when it came out about 15 years ago. Why the hell would it be okay now?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why We Stayed Until Last Call&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I was still drinking my beer and I struck up a cool convo with the dude sitting next to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-112012332096554233?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/112012332096554233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=112012332096554233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112012332096554233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/112012332096554233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/last-call-shenanigans.html' title='Last Call Shenanigans'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111988394545499896</id><published>2005-06-27T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T09:40:14.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamp Gone Wild</title><content type='html'>Last night, the Lamp went wild because it was Toby's 52nd Bday at midnight. It was super packed and super fun. Sunday nights are quickly becoming my favorite night at the Lamp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the evening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't mind me, I'm trying to get as shitfaced as fast as I can." &lt;br /&gt;saith Toby a little before her official bday at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I actually put this in my phone so I would remember it this morning. God knows I wouldn't have remembered it in the cold light of day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The matching outfit girls sang "Summer Nights".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;These chicks were wearing the same freaking outfit. I don't know about you, but I try to look different when I walk into somewhere. And I would be &lt;b&gt;horrified&lt;/b&gt; if someone walked in wearing the same thing I was. But no, these chicks dressed the same &lt;b&gt;on purpose&lt;/b&gt;. We know this for a fact because Roger asked them. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they go and sing this song. We joke around that if you sing a song from Grease, then you should pay everyone a dollar. I would be so rich if I could actually hold people to that. Well maybe not rich, but at least I could tip the strippers properly. Sigh. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why We Stayed Until Last Call&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't quite make it to last call...but we stayed pretty late because Eric let us get one last song in. He's good to his regulars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111988394545499896?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111988394545499896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111988394545499896' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111988394545499896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111988394545499896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/lamp-gone-wild.html' title='Lamp Gone Wild'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111963375413552725</id><published>2005-06-24T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T10:24:33.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Roundup</title><content type='html'>Yes, I was there on a Thursday. And so was another 96 people...apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the evening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure Tommy said something brilliant, but I don't remember. He gets the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The Hell Did You Sing That?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan doing Bowling for Soup's "1985"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First of all, he's tone deaf. But I don't hold that against him because he has a good time and he's kinda cute. And I actually like that song. But dude, it hurts my head after two Bumblebees. Like nails on a chalkboard, man.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why We Stayed Until Last Call&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we didn't quite make it to last call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks to Kira for guest blogging the other day. I know who needs to be next... Roger, the non-blogger needs to get with the program. You have been officially called out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111963375413552725?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111963375413552725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111963375413552725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111963375413552725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111963375413552725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/thursday-roundup.html' title='Thursday Roundup'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111955567723125992</id><published>2005-06-23T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T13:37:08.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I started with shit and ended with Shit</title><content type='html'>Holy Shit.  It just took me ten minutes to get this far.  OK I am here though and I have a cup of Joe.  Thats what matters.  RIGHT right.  Well I was reading some of these posties and I was shocked to see the amazing Kira poked her head in to the Tramp.  I was shocked that Eric Baker sang Stevie Wonder.  Didn't see that coming.  hahahahahahahahahahaha.  Anyway, I was there last night and I remember ALL of it.  which is nice.  Kinda busy, but a wierd crowd.  I got sucked into a group of Jagerdrinkers towards the end and that was all she wrote.  But toaday  is another day.  and I will push on.  I have to take a shit  Sorry people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111955567723125992?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111955567723125992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111955567723125992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111955567723125992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111955567723125992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-started-with-shit-and-ended-with.html' title='I started with shit and ended with Shit'/><author><name>jefehank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972492972440185548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111954121674829086</id><published>2005-06-23T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T08:44:49.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darth, I've Crossed Over To The Dark Side For One Night Only</title><content type='html'>I hadn’t been to the Lamp for several months, and damn proud of it. This past Sunday, I reluctantly stepped into the hole that &lt;em&gt;never lets you go&lt;/em&gt;. And, I have to say, it always feel a little like home…more like your dirty uncle’s home…but he’s cool; he’s family. He’ll get you trashed, let you eat his week old pizza and smoke his Camel Lights. Just don’t let him feel you up, and always keep one eye open, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special occasion was &lt;a href="http://www.aprettyface.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lushy’s&lt;/a&gt; visit to San Diego; or else it would have been status quo avoidance. It’s always interesting to have new people visit &lt;em&gt;The Bar&lt;/em&gt;…you get to see it through their eyes for the first time, and pick up on things you’ve brushed over, or never noticed before. Plus, the karaoke is free entertainment…no matter if the singer is good or bad…it’s always fun. And you can’t beat the stylings of &lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; Eric Baker, who sang "&lt;em&gt;Ribbon In The Sky&lt;/em&gt;" by Stevie Wonder for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When entertaining first timers, I like to pull tid-bits from my basket of memories, and share. One of my favorites is to tell people to check out the ceiling…looks like natural brown wicker shingles, right? &lt;em&gt;Right&lt;/em&gt;? Well, they used to be stark white…but, because of all of the cigarette smoke that used to consume the room, they are now forever chard-nicotine brown. Tasty, huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, people come and go, but everything seems to stay the same…you still have the same cast of characters, no matter how much time goes by…just different faces. The "&lt;strong&gt;Old Timers&lt;/strong&gt;" who go everyday, the "&lt;strong&gt;Forever 21 Girls&lt;/strong&gt;", or "&lt;strong&gt;Still In College&lt;/strong&gt;" crowd, the " &lt;strong&gt;I Wish I Was A Professional Singer",&lt;/strong&gt; the "&lt;strong&gt;Out On The Prowl&lt;/strong&gt;" guys…the list goes on and on. Some of the bartenders have been there forever. I pray they don’t end up like the crusty old bartender guys at other dive bars who are seriously jaded, alone, and with liver’s the size of Canada. Let’s hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of old bartenders (wink-wink), Russ has been using his creative juices for good! Keep using the force Luke! He’s been concocting some amazing drinks! I love his Heffenwiesen and Pear Cider combination. I would have never thought to have mixed the two. Personally, I’m a big fan of the Black and Tan, but I think, this drink, The BumbleBee, which…I have to confess…I don’t understand…bumble bee’s are black and yellow right? Can we vote on a name change? Can we? It’s more citrus-lemon-honey-ish. Well, anyway, this drink might have to be my new "usual", if I ever end up in The Hole again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of it all is the immediate love people have for this bar. Lushy loved it! It treated her well, wrapped its nicotine-ceiling arms around her with affection…which made me love it all over again, too. --Kira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111954121674829086?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111954121674829086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111954121674829086' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111954121674829086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111954121674829086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/darth-ive-crossed-over-to-dark-side.html' title='Darth, I&apos;ve Crossed Over To The Dark Side For One Night Only'/><author><name>lamp du jour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16497283256260891379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111940542315451995</id><published>2005-06-21T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T18:57:03.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling All Guest Bloggers</title><content type='html'>Hi all, this is Lyn posting from the Lamp Du Jour sign in. The concept of this login is to have guest posters on the blog. There are plenty of people who go to the Lamp that are hip to blogging that might want to post here, so ta-da, your wish is my command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to guest post, here are the rules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's gotta be about the Lamp. (duh.)&lt;br /&gt;2. If you use anyone's names or pix, you need to make sure they are cool with it first.&lt;br /&gt;3. You must sign your post with your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just so you know, all posts are subject to deletion (by me.) If you're interested, email me at lampsd AT gmail dot com or hit me back with your email info in comments and I will give you the login info and password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111940542315451995?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111940542315451995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111940542315451995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111940542315451995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111940542315451995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/calling-all-guest-bloggers.html' title='Calling All Guest Bloggers'/><author><name>lamp du jour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16497283256260891379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111930951947949427</id><published>2005-06-20T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T16:18:39.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Lumpia</title><content type='html'>Ok I wrote this great friggin' post about the goings on at the Lamp during all of last week unfortunately do to the fact the whole thing magically got erased thanks to some lame pop-up blocker crap, I decided my recap of the last week will now read as follows (this covers everyday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People showed up, that was neat.&lt;br /&gt;The people got drunk and sang songs.&lt;br /&gt;Most people sang great material, poorly.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Some big islanders wanted to smash my face in.&lt;br /&gt;I cheated death once again.&lt;br /&gt;The bartenders started to go insane.&lt;br /&gt;I closed the bar and kicked all the drunk singing people out.&lt;br /&gt;They all hated me.&lt;br /&gt;I then ate Mexican food, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday was not quite as busy as the previous, but was fun none the less. I always like Sundays. Some really good groups of people come in and really just drink and have a good time. There is less B.S. on Sunday for the crowd than any other night. So it was a good night. I sang a new song, "reminiscing" by the Little River Band, and that was alright.  Mostly the night was filled with the sunday night regulars, and I got a chance to make a wide variety of cocktails, awesome. (as a side note Scooby Snacks are an awful drink, they are also a messy pain in the ass to make.  No one over the edge of 21 should order these, and anyone under the age of 21 should only do so once in their lives, please help stop the abuse of both bartenders, and perfectly good Malibu rum by not ordering Scooby Snacks, or if you do tip fat, and by fat I mean Opera from the mid 90's and not the early 2000's )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a lot of people have been ordering my invented shots, so I thought I'd make a list of the four favorite shots that I invented, and are therefore Lamplighter exclusives. FEEL SPECIAL? You should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peppermint Mocha Shot&lt;br /&gt;Cherry Bomb&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla mint thing (I don't know what the hell to call this drink)&lt;br /&gt;Grapefruit shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so that's all I'm going to SAY ABOUT sUNDAY (OH DAMn Caps Lock button). I need a secretary to type this for me.   Grammatical errors are not my fault, I was born with an in ability to care about grammar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later YO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111930951947949427?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111930951947949427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111930951947949427' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111930951947949427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111930951947949427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-lumpia.html' title='For Lumpia'/><author><name>devlin jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622855091186847705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111885806855577689</id><published>2005-06-15T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T10:55:39.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Tuesday?</title><content type='html'>I don't tend to go to Lamp on Tuesday because I have another social engagement. But I know I can't go tonight, so I headed out last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger came with and we agreed that it was kinda weird in there. First of all, it was busy. And someone sang a Selena song in espanol. Not your typical singers. For sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awards for the evening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote of the evening:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's the worst song ever known to man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saith Roger when two guys went up to sing Poison's "Every Rose Has It's Thorn".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why The hell did you sing that?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolita sang Prince's "Kiss". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not really her fault since Eric put it up. But come on. No one can sing that. Prince can barely pull it off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why we stayed until last call&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one two punch of me and Roger. I did Veruca Salt's "Seether" and Roger wowed us with Hot Hot Heat's "Bandages".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay, I didn't stay until last call, but I only stuck around to sing. And that was worth it, because we rawked the house. Much needed after a bunch of horrible song choices and lame singers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Russ told me that he wrote a long post and lost all of it. Congrats, Russ, you are now a true blogger. You have just lost your virginity in the "damn I can't believe that freaking program ate my post" arena. Tip for you....write and save long posts in word and then post to the software later. Luvyameanit...bubye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111885806855577689?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111885806855577689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111885806855577689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111885806855577689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111885806855577689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/on-tuesday.html' title='On A Tuesday?'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111844984952521476</id><published>2005-06-10T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T17:30:49.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just snoopin around</title><content type='html'>I don't see how this can be the wrong way to do it.  Which is the case in so many different avenues, but I guess &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; could be wrong about how to post a BLOG.  If i am whose gonna see it anyway right?  right.  Alright just finished a run with my new pedometer (measures distance) .  1.7 miles in just under 24 minutes.  NOT BAD.  I have get ready for work.  What does this have to do with Karaoke?  Nothing.  Why am I writng it?  Don't know.  Am I gonna get drunk at work tonight?  Never.  Is Russ?  Of course.  Might be flip flopped though.  Oh...nevermind, I'm gonna wait till there are more members for that sort of talk.  ok then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111844984952521476?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111844984952521476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111844984952521476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111844984952521476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111844984952521476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-snoopin-around.html' title='Just snoopin around'/><author><name>jefehank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972492972440185548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111843578620796667</id><published>2005-06-10T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T13:37:32.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"I had to set her free, man" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saith Alex when asked why he broke up with his girlfriend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why did you sing that award:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the chick that sang the slow song in the midst of all the upbeat songs. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dude, know your audience and don't ruin the flow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why we all stayed until the end of the night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ sang Maroon 5's "This Love"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111843578620796667?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111843578620796667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111843578620796667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111843578620796667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111843578620796667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-you-missed.html' title='What You Missed'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111837339707940277</id><published>2005-06-09T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:20:19.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why These Hacks Are Writing</title><content type='html'>So a little about all of us who are currently on the contributor list and why we get to write about this place that we call the Lamp. &lt;b&gt;Z&lt;/b&gt; and I have been going here since they started karaoke about...oh eleven years ago. We've grown up at this bar and went from being the youngest ones around to watching all the young kids take over  only for us to take it right back. We could both tell you some really interesting stories about the early days and the old bartender and KJ. But that's for another time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Russ&lt;/b&gt; started out as someone who came in to sing (a lot) and ended up working the door and then eventually became a bar back and full fledged bartender.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tommy&lt;/b&gt; has been around longer than any of the other bartenders and is definitely the night regulars' favorite (no offense to the rest of you, but it's true. Though, yes, Russ, you come in at a close second.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this place is crazy and fun and if you let it, can suck you into its black hole before you know it. Hopefully this blog will be the same sort of thing. We all have some ideas about what we want this to be as far as content and what have you, so we hope you come back and see what's going on frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out for now, I gotta bake some cookies and I'll be in for some Jager at last call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111837339707940277?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111837339707940277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111837339707940277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111837339707940277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111837339707940277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-these-hacks-are-writing.html' title='Why These Hacks Are Writing'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111835398877574611</id><published>2005-06-09T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:04:01.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Russ Welcomes You</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the Lamp blog. I just wanted to test this thing out so here it goes. Last night at the Lamplighter I was drunk, and there wasn't many people there. I sang a few songs and then ate Mexican food. That was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111835398877574611?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111835398877574611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111835398877574611' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111835398877574611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111835398877574611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/russ-welcomes-you.html' title='Russ Welcomes You'/><author><name>devlin jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622855091186847705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13524058.post-111826319861684754</id><published>2005-06-08T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T15:20:18.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lamp Needs A Blog</title><content type='html'>So we've been kinda throwing this around. The Lamp needs a blog. Because so much happens in a night. There's gotta be some sort of record of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes, I do have my own blog and I do write about what happens, but I think Russ and Tommy (and anyone else that dares) could use an outlet as well. So here we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be a contributor, leave your contact info in the comments and I will send you an invite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13524058-111826319861684754?l=lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/feeds/111826319861684754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13524058&amp;postID=111826319861684754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111826319861684754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13524058/posts/default/111826319861684754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamplighter-sd.blogspot.com/2005/06/lamp-needs-blog.html' title='The Lamp Needs A Blog'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02661940975984433634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
