2003-06-29 - 2:22 a.m.
I SO needed that...
Wow. And to think I almost didn't go out tonight because I wasn't in the best mood. *grin*
I should start with the afternoon, which was also good, although not what I'd planned, exactly. The family (extended Lacy family -- d'you know that my name (my late Grandfather's middle name) is/are/was the family name?) picnic thing started earlier than I'd thought, so I couldn't (maybe) meet up with Talcott in BG like I'd hoped to do. Which is, of course, a downer. But AFAIK, he's going to be up for Josh's show next weekend, so that'll still work out. Anyway, the picnic was really nifty. Good old family stories (many I didn't know), very extended cousins I forget are cousins, good chicken -- anyway, A decent enough afternoon, if not exactly what I'd figured before today that I'd probably be doing.
So then I was tired, and I figured: Do I really want to bother going out for kareoke night at the Toussaint Tavern? (Toussaint, for non-locals - which I'm assuming most of you are - is locally pronounced to-sang.)
I eventually decided that I'd go -- nothing much to do at home -- but I'd probably be back in earlyish. *grin* It was a better night than last time, though in (mostly) different ways.
Did I tell ya'll 'bout last time? Short version of last time: Got asked to sing with a if-not-local-than-regular-weekend-person type gentleman, then heard a really really good weekend person sing, then had to pass up a round at the end of the night from a really drunk fellow who really really wanted to buy those of us left after the singing a round.
Anyway, tonight. Started out slow night, so I didn't feel bad about singing more than I usually do. Did Black Velvet (of course -- can't escape that one. On the very rare occations when family is there, Dad always begs me to sing it. Anyway, I feel it's one of the few kareoke fare songs I do half well, and I really like singing it). Anyway, when I got back to my spot at the bar, an older gent bought me my next beer -- which was entertaining not only for the sheer "even the drunks usually only buy the good singers a drink" standpoint, but also because since I wasn't finished with the beer I was on yet, I got one of the neat little green chips that Toussaint uses to denote a pre-payed drink. But I'm actually sort of ahead of myself.
Not too terribly long after I'd gotten there (before I'd gotten past my first beer, I think it was) a pair of young (around here that means around my ageish) weekend folk came in. I bumped down a spot so they could sit together at the bar. Helped point them toward somewhere that might be able to cash a personal check in the area. Got told 'bout where they're staying, and incidentally they'll likely be back next weekend. Seemed to be happy to think they'd be able to talk to me again then maybe. Which was fun -- I feel all like the friendly local. *G*
So then later on, it hit one, which means that the guy doing the show was done. I usually leave just after the singing stops. For no apprant reason, I went ahead and ordered a final beer, and stuck around. Got to be actual friends with a couple other local-regulars. ("We see you here a lot -- live close? We're down at [insert their location here]") Annie and Jerry. Cool folks, actually. Annie's a real good singer. And she's told me pretty plainly I'm welcome to her private CD's anytime she's got them in on a kareoke night. Got told in not uncertain (but very friendly) terms that I should feel free to sit down with them on their corner of the bar any night we're all down there. :-) Also, I finally got to learn my usual bartender's name. Bryan. (He just seems like a y not i guy -- I'm probably wrong, but oh well. I thought he looked like a Jimmy anyway.)
Hit quarter 'til two, and he and the girl working bar turned out the exterior lights, set about putting the place to rights. "Don't hurry out," Bryan told us. "Sit around and relax. We're not gonna push you out the door." Finally got out of there at maybe 17 after. *G* It was fun. I mean really fun. And now I'm home and all zonked out, but it's happy sleepy.
So, y'know, that's for sure a good.
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