Boys, Boys, Boys
Dude. Despite a severe lack of sleep on Wednesday night (work related, unfortunately), I still went out last night. Boytoy is officially sucked into the Black Hole that is the Lamp. He went on Wednesday and I called him last night to see if he wanted to do an encore. Of course he did. So we got there right around the same time and it was busy. But I found us a couple of seats at the bar and the night proceeded as a typical Lamp night should. Not a lot of people were singing so I got to sing a bunch. Cool. And then everyone started showing up - Tattoo Dude, Fake Canadian Matt, Russ and Mike (one of Russ’ best friends from high school who is really cool). I had a lot of interesting conversations with all the boys. Russ and Mike are playing rotisserie and they were talking about their teams. They were like, “You play fantasy? You should play with us!” Um, no I shouldn’t.
