You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille...
Best. Birthday. Ever.
A few days ago we arrived in St. Louis via fabulous Southwest Airlines. We got in at about 8 a.m. and were greeted by the Domsches and Kristin. After a lovely breakfast at IHOP we went to Nate and Alli's house and tried to rest up for the evening ahead.
Later in the afternoon Kristin and Alli and I went out to the salon and I hacked a good six inches off my hair. We made a stop at DSW to look at shoes (because I need more shoes) and returned to the house to get ready to go out for the evening.
We met up with Matt and Lisa and Chris and his wonderful new girlfriend, Elizabeth, at Red Robin for dinner. After that, we headed to what Kristin swore up and down was the greatest bar in the world, the Big Bang Bar, where dueling pianists entertain all night long.
Let me say here and now that it is indeed the greatest bar in the world. Throughout the evening we watched two different pairs of incredible musicians play and sing just about any song the audience could request. To request a song, you write the title on a napkin, stick some money in it and put it on one of the grand pianos. Also, if it's someone's birthday or bachelorette party or whatever, you can write that on a napkin and they will most likely get called on to the stage and humiliated.
It took me until about midnight to decide that I did want my name put up there, after all. Kristin wrote something about happy 26th birthday to Erin who came all the way from Indonesia just to go to the Big Bang Bar, and we pooled about $20 to put in the napkin. We'd noticed as the night wore on that the later it got, the naughtier the birthday songs became.
When my turn came around, I got called up on stage all by my lonesome and got to sit next to a (very cute) piano guy while he and the other (EXTREMELY cute) piano guy sang a highly inappropriate but hysterically funny song to me. Then, as Kristin had promised me, once the song ended everyone in the bar burst into song: "You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille..." followed by the yelling of a string of insults (see previous blog).
Like I said, best birthday ever.
A few days ago we arrived in St. Louis via fabulous Southwest Airlines. We got in at about 8 a.m. and were greeted by the Domsches and Kristin. After a lovely breakfast at IHOP we went to Nate and Alli's house and tried to rest up for the evening ahead.
Later in the afternoon Kristin and Alli and I went out to the salon and I hacked a good six inches off my hair. We made a stop at DSW to look at shoes (because I need more shoes) and returned to the house to get ready to go out for the evening.
We met up with Matt and Lisa and Chris and his wonderful new girlfriend, Elizabeth, at Red Robin for dinner. After that, we headed to what Kristin swore up and down was the greatest bar in the world, the Big Bang Bar, where dueling pianists entertain all night long.
Let me say here and now that it is indeed the greatest bar in the world. Throughout the evening we watched two different pairs of incredible musicians play and sing just about any song the audience could request. To request a song, you write the title on a napkin, stick some money in it and put it on one of the grand pianos. Also, if it's someone's birthday or bachelorette party or whatever, you can write that on a napkin and they will most likely get called on to the stage and humiliated.
It took me until about midnight to decide that I did want my name put up there, after all. Kristin wrote something about happy 26th birthday to Erin who came all the way from Indonesia just to go to the Big Bang Bar, and we pooled about $20 to put in the napkin. We'd noticed as the night wore on that the later it got, the naughtier the birthday songs became.
When my turn came around, I got called up on stage all by my lonesome and got to sit next to a (very cute) piano guy while he and the other (EXTREMELY cute) piano guy sang a highly inappropriate but hysterically funny song to me. Then, as Kristin had promised me, once the song ended everyone in the bar burst into song: "You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille..." followed by the yelling of a string of insults (see previous blog).
Like I said, best birthday ever.
posted by Erin @ 4:41 PM
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