I was tagged by Kellyology, bless her, with this meme. Thanks very much, Kelly! I do appreciate the NaBloPoMo assist.
1. I was in a bar several years ago, chatting with the locals. We were talking about music, and I said I most loved punk rock. They asked whose albums I had bought recently. It was Lefty Frizzell, Johnny Cash, Lucinda Williams, and Dock Boggs. My sudden epiphany: I'm not into punk rock anymore, I'm into country-western! ... Well, it kind of makes sense, as both are the music of the proletariat.
2. I'm horrible at geography. At another bar, I was chatting with some people about our favorite cities. One of them said he liked Denver best. I shrieked "Denver? I hate Denver! I hate all of Texas!" And then I think I fell off my stool. (I hate neither Denver nor Texas, though I do find Texas to be mostly incomprehensible.)
3. One of my favorite movies is Casablanca. I cry every single time at the scene where the people in the bar sing the French national anthem to drown out the Nazis.
4. I think the height of civilization is a well-made cocktail. My favorite is a perfect Manhattan (perfect because it includes equal parts sweet and dry vermouth), but if I'm in a bar where I don't trust the bartender not to put Sprite in my Sidecar, for example, I'll just order a bourbon on the rocks.
5. The first piece of serious furniture I ever bought was a Tiki bar. It's beautiful, and for a while it made me think I didn't want kids because I couldn't bear the idea of sticky hands pawing my lovely bar, or even worse, coloring on its beautiful surface.
I'm tagging these bar-hopping NaBloPoMo lovelies:
- Nylonthread at Tied to My Apron Strings
- Dee at On the Curb
- Texas Poppet at Canned Laughter
- Colleen at The Delaney Diaries
- Noble Savage
11 comments:
Thanks for the tag!
I bet you throw amazing parties. I'm going to order a sidecar in your honor, next time I'm out.
I did throw some pretty great parties back in the day. My philosophy was: It's not a party unless I don't know half the people here. Good times.
Now after a party, of course, the house is strewn with juice boxes instead of beer bottles.
A far less brilliant mind than mine once said, "Punk rock died the minute someone said, 'Punk rock isn't dead!'"
I'm right there with you on the lackluster geography. I once had a friend tell me I reminded her of some Jordanian girl she liked...the girl had blue eyes and very fair skin. Years later, at a party, people were yapping on about other nationalities they resembled.
"Yeh, I've been told I look Moroccan."
Who invited Forrest Gump to the party?
Thanks for the tag. I think I still owe you another tag. I may be able to meme my way through the rest of November.
omigod, you are so the cutest thing ever.
You did throw some great parties (actually, I'm sure you still do). Remember the prom dress pool party? Or the disco 30th birthday party in the basement of your building on 17th? Good times.
Thanks for the tag! I'll tackle it sometime this week. God knows I'll need it for NaBloPoMo fodder. Great timing! :)
A TIKI BAR! That's it, it's official. I do love you
Drinks for everybody!
I've never known anyone who's actually drank a sidecar. I don't even know what's in one.
I'm geographically challenged, too. Especially when I get started talking to someone who's from Asia. And I'm stupid about it, too. I'm always like, "Hey, what part of India?" and then they give me a city, and I'm like, "I thought that was in Thailand." I used to watch that show Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego, but clearly it had no affect on me education-wise. I do clearly remember the tune of the theme song.
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