The Burkes, Jocelyn, Bob, and I played mini golf tonight in Milton. Not to be confused with Wilton. Last year when I went there I lost pretty badly against Laura and Matt, but tonight I redeemed myself. Second place. I am proud of this. Even though someone today mentioned a No Fear t-shirt that reads "Second Place is the First Loser." F that. I say F because there was a No Cursing sign at the start of the course, which is really quite the challenge when you are dealing with mysterious bumps in the astroturf and rivers whose water looks like airplane toilet fluid. I started saying "How rude" (Stephanie Tanner, thank you) when the ball or terrain did something unpleasant, but started saying "bitches" pretty quickly when the bugs started biting. I was scorekeeper and clever me revealed the winners and losers Project Runway style.... though it was a challenge to be both Heidi Klum the judge ("You may leave the runway") and Heidi Klum the contestant ("I am leaving the runway")... and Heidi Klum eatintg soft serve ("Yum... but Farmer's Daughter is better"). Bob captured great photos tonight which I hope he will share on the Book.
At karaoke I sang the Gin Blossoms'"Hey Jealousy," "Sk8r Boi" (again), and "Fuck and Run" by Liz Phair. While waiting to be Liz Phair, I noticed the smaller TV at the Alley was showing the movie Wicker Park. I rented Wicker Park a few nights ago, even though it's a terrible movie, because I am on a Chicago kick (duh), so I recognized the scene right away. I texted my new roomie to tell her that was on. How weird, I thought. Movies are never on at the Alley. Just sports and news. That movie of all movies. A sign. I then said I was waiting to sing "F and Run" by Liz Phair. She replied that Liz wrote that album while living in WP. (Ally, I am not stealing your synchronicity theme, but really, how weird).
When I finally got up to sing the song, which a lot of people did not know, and got to the line "Fuck and run, even when I was 12," Ally yelled, "slut." The woman in front of her had just taken a pretty shoddy pool shot and thought Ally was talking to her. How rude that would have been. Needless to say some clarifications needed to be made.
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I am flying when I move afterall. No father daughter road trip. Long story.
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Lights out at 3. Club rules. Goodnight.
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