This happened to me a few weeks ago, but it needs to be documented.
I was at karaoke with a few friends, our usual spot, and it was late in the night so I had already had quite a few rounds of drinks. I was sitting at a booth, and I noticed a rather awkward-looking fellow standing near the bar, who looked like he was trying to make eye contact with me to get my attention.
I pretended not to notice him, and continued whatever meaningless conversation I was having with the people sitting around me. The awkward guy approached our table, introduced himself to me, and said, “I remember you!”
“Oh,” I replied, glancing over his face, “I’ve never seen you before in my life.” He extended his hand to shake mine, and then retreated back over to the bar. Continue reading
On Sunday, my friend Meghan and I traveled to Brooklyn for one purpose: to see Hall and Oates at The Great GoogaMooga. While she’s a long-time, devoted fan, I just really like a bunch of their songs, but it’s been quite a while since I experienced live music, and I was almost as stoked as she was.
So, Brooklyn. We had the foresight to stop for some Chinese food before we headed into the festival, but we didn’t think to pregame and were stuck buying $7 beers. At least the beer selection was good; Meghan opted for Blue Moon, I went with Magic Hat #9. We caught the tail end of Fitz and the Tantrums (whom I have never heard of before, but they were pretty good), and then sit and squealed and waited in anticipation for the moment we were all waiting for. Continue reading