It was pouring rain tonight as I wandered through the puddles on my way over to Stuart’s. I figured it was gonna be one wet barbecue party. Imagine my surprise when I rounded the corner and saw what Stuey had done with the place. Is he the world’s best host or what?? And because I looked like a drowned rat when I arrived, TC gave me a beautiful new umbrella: the fancy kind with a push button!
Here’s a medical update from last week’s carving knife injury, along with a fresh injury this week:
We had so much fun at Stuey’s tonight. The feast, as always, was fit for royalty. In addition to roast beef, chicken, pork roast, scalloped potatoes, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, a blueberry flan and other goodies, we also had a 60s salad this week. Remember 60s salad? Iceberg lettuce! We dipped it in blue cheese dressing and reminisced about the good ol’ salad days before that ridiculous raddiccio came along.
Then the conversation turned to concerts, because several people had attended concerts this week. Carol, for example, had been to the Eric Clapton concert. “We had really cheap crappy seats,” she said, “and we talked about moving down to the lower level to better seats so we could see and hear better, but you know how it is when you get older…you’d rather just sit there.”
The highlight of the evening was the birth of our new choir. This clip is from earlier in the evening, but really, we were just warming up. This song followed “This Little Light of Mine” and “Kumbaya.” (Technical note: I’m new at this newfangled video clip stuff. If it’s all jerky and spastic and the video and audio aren’t properly aligned, play it a second time and it should be fine. No, really. Play it twice. And you also might have to double-click on the start arrow to make it start.)
Sadly, my memory card filled up before we got to the showtunes and TV theme songs portion of the evening. I swear to God, Preston knows the words to every theme song of every show in the entire history of TV. We sang The Brady Bunch, Movin’ on Up, MASH, Mary Tyler Moore, and much, much more. Much MUCH more.
We had no idea we were so talented before tonight. I gotta get me a bigger memory card so I can share even more of our newfound talent with you.