Sunday, June 1, 2008

A reunion of a different variety

So my 10 year high school reunion is scheduled for some Saturday in the month of July. It is quite odd to be 10 years removed from high school. And while I wouldn't mind going into depth about what that means to me, I will instead bore you with the story of my Friday night, as it was a reunion with friends from high school as well, and required less awkwardness.

About 2 weeks ago I decided to post on my friend David's facebook wall about the new 90210 series that is coming out this fall (on the CW...stay tuned!!). David was fanatical about the original iteration of the show, and I still remember going over to his house and watching the episode that Dylan left the show, and the fact that he wore a black armband the following day at school. That post led to a small wall conversation and we decided to get together for dinner this past Friday night. We ended up at the Taco Mac for dinner, and just had a wonderful time catching up. About 25 minutes into dinner, David said that after we finished at the Mac, we were going to go sing karaoke at the former Cherokee Billiards. WHAT?!

So we went to the bar after dinner and sang freaking karaoke!! For those interested, I sang Be My Yoko Ono (by my favorite band Barenaked Ladies) and Don't Stop Believing (by my real favorite band Journey). If I were to American Idol Judge myself, I think that my version of Yoko Ono was really solid, but not all that original. My Don't Stop Believing was OUT OF THIS WORLD!! First of all, it was as far out of my vocal range as anything can possibly be. By the Singer in a Smokey Lounge line, I was croaking like a frog and sweating like a person who would be sweating alot. Someone actually threw me a shirt to wipe my face off. I was living the dream!!

The bar had several fun groups of people. There were the 9 women who were out on a Mom's Night Out (we ended up at their table before the night was through). There was Jim, the 6'4" 320lb gay guy in jean shorts who knew EVERY SONG that was played. There was the token black man, who I am pretty sure ended up going home with one of the moms. All in all the group was fantastic fun and the night was just a blast.

The most interesting part of the night involved a conversation that I ended up having with David about brotherhood and fellowship. That will actually be the topic of my next blog.

Peace Out!!