#33 - "There They Go Again...Talking About The Same Old Stuff."

Gary and I went to a crab feed the other night. It was great catching up with friends at this fund raiser.

I was at the bar when Gary came up and said "There they go again...talking about the same old stuff."

I got it. I knew exactly what he meant!

Unfortunately I was unable to rescue him immediately from his group of comrades.  I was keeping the lonely bartender company...and talking to the other natives while they waited for their drinks.

I did, however, manage to help him soften the bite to his cocktail.  Lots of 7-up ... and a bigger cup... works wonders!

How was the rest of your evening, Gary?  You looked restless at your table.

And I didn't see you "parking on the dance floor."

And I was also expecting to see you in West Portal later. You missed out on Giovanna's and my (mostly Giovanna's) "karaoke"  - singing along with the juke box - to Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam's "Head To Toe" and B McGov's and my (mostly McGov's, of course) "Desperado."  We were desperately looking for "YMCA" to irritate The Bart.  No luck! Good times! Good times!

I was the only Transplant there at the bar though....sigh.....