We started off the night locally at Revolver where we ran into Gideon and one of his "fans." Sunglasses at night indoors? Check! Avenged Sevenfold shirt sans sleeves? Check! Finger-less gloves? Check! Wow. Just wow.
Here's the pic I snapped of the two of them cozying up at like 5:30am before I left. I ran into Xiaoting two weeks later and she simultaneously started laughing and hitting me. Then explained, "I was so drunk I ended up flirting and talking with that dude for hours before finally getting around to mentioning how cool it was that he was in Guns n Roses and he was like 'What?!?'" Hahahahahaha. Oh man, what's better than this photo? Happy August!
...I ended up managing to convince a TOTALLY WASTED Xiaoting that the guy in the hat was "Slash from Guns N Roses." She got all giddy and was like "Ohmigod, I LOVE GnR! Are you serious? Are you sure that's him?" I was like "Of COURSE it's him! Don't you know what Slash looks like?" She started freaking out "Wow! I HAVE to meet him! Should I go over there?" I told her I thought she should, but offered up one last word of advice: "Whatever you do, don't bring the whole Guns n Roses thing right away. I've heard he HATES people that only want to meet him because he's famous." So Xiaoting went over and was being all shy and flirty with him (while we laughed hysterically and watched).
Not sure who the mustachioed man in the embroidered shirt was (one of the Killers roadies?). But when he broke out his guitar and started playing tunes...
Oh man, I love this picture SO MUCH. Every time I look at David's face I can actually hear the perverted little cackle he does when something naughty happens: "Heh...heh...heeeh."
Right around eleven, Mr. David K. (aka - "Sketchy Dave") showed up with some lil' teen strumpet who was up in town for a few days visiting him from somewhere down south.
Same goes for this broseph - no idea who he was, but when he jumped down off that karaoke stage and took the mic "out into the crowd," he landed himself a place right inside my karaoke-heart. Awwww.
"...can we try?" Hahaha. Here are three totally random strangers joining in for the TEAM UGLY FACE! Then, just when I was beginning to think that the night couldn't get any better, who should stroll into the bar?
While I was at the bar getting us one more round of drinks before heading out, I started chatting with the really cute girl on the left (yep, the one making the awesomely stupid face). While were chatting, Miye and Miriam came over and introduced themselves and we learned that the girl had just moved into town from somewhere in the Midwest and didn't know many people in town yet. We invited her to come out with us and she agreed but then the people that she was there with came over and they were these horrible, JAPpy modeling agency casting director type harpies that you'd see on one of those VH1 shows about New Yorkers that try to act like their life is JUST LIKE Sex and the City and they whisked her away from us...never to be heard from again. Until...I awkwardly ran into her on the street the very afternoon!
The couple in the front row was so captivated by my rendering of Ricky's heartfelt tale that they actually stopped Frenching so that they could turn around and listen to me sing (and so that the dude could slowly grind his boner into her ass).
...he chickened out! Hey, I don't blame him - he had nothing to gain from the race. If he won, everybody would've been like "Yeah, of course you beat the white guy, YOU'RE BLACK!" But if he lost, then it would've been like "Oh no, you're the black guy that got beat in a foot race BY A WHITE DUDE!" So, hey, I'm not saying I don't understand.
After the band was finished, a few of our girls went over to talk to the tall girl (and apparently give her a "kissy stamp") but before any further shenanigans could ensue, her ultra-scary boyfriend,complete with Russian Mafia hitman-stare and a black eye (he actually had a black eye!!!) came over and made it clear that he didn't approve of ANY TYPE of shenanigans. Doh!
Later that night, Mike and I went to Orchard bar. Right around 4am, this girl tried to pick a fight with one of our friends and then Sarah turned the music off and the whole place started booing her. I managed to snap this photo as she grabbed her stuff and left in a huff (bonus points to Brandon Reilly who can be seen in the background laughing at her!).
