2008-08-17
bachelor jam
No, it isn't the latest toast topping for cannibals. Just my version of a bachelor party. Dude's request was to skip the gambling and strippers and just give him a night of beer and music making with his old jam group. G and I transformed our living space back into a room full of amps, drums, cords, more cords and several guitars. The guys sounded pretty good, especially considering that they haven't had a chance to get together for quite some time.
Later on, after everyone else crashed out, I got to sit by the fishpond with my brother and just hang out together. This was around 3:30 after large quantities of empty bottles and cans had already piled up and several delicious, but rather greasy foods had been consumed. I mention this because the following events may seem mundane to the sober reader, but at the time they had a wonderful surreal quality.
Shortly after we sat down, a family of raccoons appeared at the top of the little waterfall that runs into the pond. They seemed quite disconcerted that two crazy humans were awake at that hour and hogging their watering hole. They slowly ambled away, but in a manner that said, "We're not scared of you, just not that thirsty tonight." Before the oddness of that meeting left us, a pin prick of red light flashed across the water causing both of us, in our beer sodden state, to start wondering if a UFO had just tried to message us or if the raccoons had discovered a way to divert humans. I confirmed later that it was only G and one of Dad's laser pens that he'd found on the desk. I should've known he wouldn't sleep before visiting with Mr. Computer one last time.
After that, things settled down and Dude and I just talked about life in general, the wedding in particular and how wonderful it was to sit together by the fishpond. Shortly after dawn, we finally found our way back into the house and got a bit of sleep. Quite a nice night, and hopefully a nice little break from the wedding hustle for Dude. Labels: dose of mikey, g, shout out
* posted by me at 8:07 PM
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