some good things that happened at AK's 31st birthday party
Nice people came.
My sister wore the socks I gave her, and I wore the socks she gave me. We decided we’d probably given each other socks in the first place because our mom always used to make us put “cute socks” on our Christmas wish lists for relatives, so that they’d have an inexpensive option. So my lists always looked like: “Horse. Pool. Cute socks. Cable TV.”
Karaoke brought out the best in people.
Cathy and I discussed the lyrics to “Take Me or Leave Me” from Rent before getting up to sing it. Someone pointed out, “They have the lyrics on the screen. It’s karaoke.” We were like, “We know, we just want to do extra good.” Which, when it comes to Klein girls and singing, means “slightly better than horrible.”
If there had been a contest, two members of our party would totally have tied for first place. Emily garnered hugs from unknown straight girls with her rendition of Willie Nelson’s “You Were Always on My Mind,” in which she performed both the male and female parts perfectly.
But Alberto’s “It’s Still Rock & Roll to Me”—or, more likely, his crazy stage antics, which went far beyond the confines of the actual stage—got him some groupies of his own.
Jamie’s “California Dreamin’” was not a duet or a threesome, but by the first chorus, two regular barflies were onstage with her doing some dreamin’. Little did they know she’s from Hawaii.
Jamie’s boyfriend Lee-Roy had to intervene, right after he picked his next song.
AK met some new ladies, but she went home with me.
You can’t tell here, but the sign says “Reserved.”
AK didn’t hurt Veronica too badly. (Actually, I think this was just a dance move—it really wasn’t a violent night. After all, it was MLK Day weekend.)
The birthday girl was happy.
My sister wore the socks I gave her, and I wore the socks she gave me. We decided we’d probably given each other socks in the first place because our mom always used to make us put “cute socks” on our Christmas wish lists for relatives, so that they’d have an inexpensive option. So my lists always looked like: “Horse. Pool. Cute socks. Cable TV.”
Karaoke brought out the best in people.
Cathy and I discussed the lyrics to “Take Me or Leave Me” from Rent before getting up to sing it. Someone pointed out, “They have the lyrics on the screen. It’s karaoke.” We were like, “We know, we just want to do extra good.” Which, when it comes to Klein girls and singing, means “slightly better than horrible.”
If there had been a contest, two members of our party would totally have tied for first place. Emily garnered hugs from unknown straight girls with her rendition of Willie Nelson’s “You Were Always on My Mind,” in which she performed both the male and female parts perfectly.
But Alberto’s “It’s Still Rock & Roll to Me”—or, more likely, his crazy stage antics, which went far beyond the confines of the actual stage—got him some groupies of his own.
Jamie’s “California Dreamin’” was not a duet or a threesome, but by the first chorus, two regular barflies were onstage with her doing some dreamin’. Little did they know she’s from Hawaii.
Jamie’s boyfriend Lee-Roy had to intervene, right after he picked his next song.
AK met some new ladies, but she went home with me.
You can’t tell here, but the sign says “Reserved.”
AK didn’t hurt Veronica too badly. (Actually, I think this was just a dance move—it really wasn’t a violent night. After all, it was MLK Day weekend.)
The birthday girl was happy.
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