How amazingly unlikely is your birth
And pray that there’s intelligent life somewhere up in space
‘Cause there’s bugger all down here on Earth” —Monty Python’s The Meaning of Life
…On which I may imbibe the occasional late-night beer.
A guy just came into the shop who looks exactly like Francis Dolarhyde from Manhunter.
I’m kind of afraid for my life.
And I just had to talk to him and my life is worse because of it.
My original plans for the night was to just sit around in my underwear, drinking pumpkin ale, and watching Arrested Development because, well, that’s what I was doing. Then I got a text from my friend/co-worker, Allia, saying Oscar (the head cook at work) was taking some people out to karaoke tonight and asked if I wanted to go.
I normally would say no because I’m an asocial creep, but I said yes tonight.
So I got picked up at 9:40 and we drove to where we were all going to meet. A bunch of us met up and then ended up driving to a town over an hour away.
And to an all-Mexican bar.
We got there and some people were already singing. Then something else happened.
A drag show started.
Needless to say, that was quite entertaining.
A few Coronas later I even went up and sang Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da with Allia. And that was my first time ever singing karaoke. And it was pretty fun. Mostly because, besides Allia and myself, there was only one other gringo there. And she was at our table.
So I’m glad I decided to be sociable for once. It was worth the ridiculously long drive.