The week definitely started out with a bang, but seemed to fizzle as the days drug on. Yet it's all been very interesting.
Monday, our entire crew went to the Goo Goo Dolls & Counting Crows concert which was a-maz-ing. There's nothing that quite compares to the feeling of belting out intensely familiar lyrics while holding a 24 ounce can of beer, surrounded by good friends in a misty rain.
Tuesday, after a 7 hour staff meeting in which I almost started climbing the walls and cursing my boss, we went to Mafiaoza's and then Mercy Lounge...where John Rich proceeded to buy the entire bar several rounds of shots in an obvious effort to live up to his last name.
Yesterday, I got a call from Decades saying that I'd won my very own Friday Night Dance Party (and about laughed myself out of my chair.) I apparently put my business card into something when we were there last weekend for Stacy's birthday. I have no recollection of doing this, but it obviously paid off. So if anyone is interested in a little retro action on the evening of September 8, head on down to Decades, say you're with me and they'll waive your cover and serve you $2 liquor drinks.
But you must PROMISE to high five me and call me a high-roller at some point during the night. Capice?