Turning "21-Again" has Never Been this Much Fun

Ron drove me and (a moment of silence for Mary Ellen's decision to bail...) Beth, Erica, Janine, Maggie and Melinda to Pittsburgh.
We were six months of the MILF Calender all in one van.
We had packed enough alcohol to supply a frat party, and enough chocolate to stock a Red Tent, and enough savory snacks to host a superbowl party.


After checking into the hotel (two adjoining suites- please note in the above photos there are two tv's for each side!) and setting up the bar, we got busy mixing drinks and sitting around laughing.
Ron stayed sober while the rest of us ... did not.

Then it was time to go out to dinner, and when we entered the restaurant, we were told it would be over an hour until we could get a table, so we decided to go next door to Sing Sing an hour early.
We were all getting carded ("Awww!") and Melinda had left her purse and ID in the hotel. The bouncers seriously were not going to let her in!
She kept saying, "I'm 40! I have three kids! I have to tell you, though, I'm having mixed emotions about this moment."
Ron was ready to drive her back to the hotel when the bouncer heard my plea ("C'mon! It's my birthday party!") and stamped her hand. It was a pity stamp.
And we were in.

We ordered food, and drinks (and drinks, and drinks, "Another round of Blue Kamikazes!") and enjoyed the show.
Matt performed the song "Piano Man"

to the tune of "Gangsta's Paradise". (yeah, you better click the link... it's pretty funny)

Someone in the crowd requested the song "Bust A Move". Matt and the guys didn't know it, so during the break, they printed out the chords and lyrics and gave it a shot. They brought the wait-staff up to help them out, and create a distraction. If you look closely, you can see him reading the lyrics.

No, behind the girl with the mike.

Ron and the girls raised enough money to get me called up on stage and properly humiliated. I was forced to do a naughty version of the Hokey-Pokey, and then rewarded with not one, but two "front bumper stickers"!

(embarrassing video coming soon)

SingSing's slogan is "Shut Up and Sing!", and boy, can they get the crowd singing!
There were three songs that I did not know the words to, but the biggest surprise of the evening came when the whole place sang "Friends in Low Places" (twice!), and both Janine and Erica said they'd never heard that song! Even brothphobic Jonathan- who despises country music- could probably get through the chorus of that one!
Hmmm... Only thing I can figure is it must not have gotten much play on NPR.


After the show, we went back to the room (sorry, no naked men for Maggie), and drank more and ate brownies, and other snacks.
Ron fell asleep early. Melinda and Beth hung as long as they could, but they were no match for the Big Dogs, who stayed up past 4:30am.