tonight I’m going to have myself a real good time
It’s not something I’ve confessed to before, but the truth is I was rather disappointed with my own performance at TequilaCon this past March. I attribute my mediocrity to a lack of discipline when it came to training: I had promised myself that for the entire month preceding the event I would drink an entire glass of tequila every night (not a shot, mind you, but an entire pint glass) in order to be be able to fully bring my A-game on the big day. Sadly, I fell short of my goals, managing to only gulp down the full glass on weekends like some sort of amateur.
I let myself down. Worse yet, I let other bloggers down, and for that there is no excuse.
As my plans for tonight have been well established, I decided to let the mistakes of the past go and dedicate myself anew to the pursuit of good times. So I grabbed my best dancing shoes and favorite red suspenders, and took to the streets on my lunch hour to get some practice in before tonight. So DON’T STOP ME NOW.
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At this point someone no doubt will note that no one does, in fact, call me Mr. Fahrenheit. To which I can only reply, “Not yet.”
(Confidential to Eclectic in WA: Your presence tonight is already sorely missed. Really.)
Disclaimer: My actual karaoke performance turns out not to be as great as this.
Thanks, man. I’m SO bummed. I hate today, because I know what I’m NOT doing tonight… and I don’t think there’s enough tequila in the world to make it better, either. So I bought a bottle of scotch.
Have fun, and take me some photos!!!
sorely missed sounds like what happens when you don’t check yourself closely enough for herpes. and just between you and me, i don’t think shari actually HAS herpes. so she can be in our club, but she doesn’t get voting rights. (WE CALL IT SUFFRAGE FOR A REASON YOU KNOW).
WHAT? You can’t just go around saying that people don’t have herpes… I have a reputation to protect. Now everyone’s going to think that I don’t have other communicable diseases either. And from there, who knows? If people start thinking I’m a nice person because of this, I’m going to be really mad at you.
I’d be jealous but the California crew is getting together with our very own favorite rockstar guest….maybe one day we can all come together again. Oh yeah, TequilaCon! This year you will be drinking with me more :).
You guys, please. Herpes was so last season. CHLAMYDIA IS THE NEW HERPES.
And Hilly, I’ll definitely take you up on that.
So what does that make crabs?
Well, they may not call you Mr. Farenheit, but did anyone offer to make a supersonic man out of you? Just asking’…
Dustin, you scored crabs and didn’t share? I’m checking the air mattress again just in case you left some behind.
Laurel, I’m an entirely self-made supersonic man. I’m really good at embarrassing myself too, as it turns out.
Please, tequila without the ROCK?!?! Here is your new training regimen: Picture me. A lot. No tequila drinking is necessary because the agave will soon seep into your pores from the mere thought of me. You know I do not drink much anymore, mainly because drinking alone in Rochester, MN sounds really REALLY sad, but the one thing I did bring with me was 3 bottles of good tequila.
Peace brotha!