beertown friends
27 May 2007Last night we sent B to beertown. Er, beantown. We sent beer to Beantown. We .. uh.. yeah. There’s an old barcrawling habit I have which basically boils down to “never pass up an opportunity to order beer from a waitress, because you never know when you’ll see her again.”
This strategy backfires, however, when you’re at a place with phenomenal service like the Lipstick Lounge. They’ll shovel booze to you as fast as you can drink it and still have time to make you a burger.
Had a lot of fun as expected. Mad props go out to Katherine for the best performance of the night.
And guys, friends don’t let friends take pictures drunk. They look all artsy and fancy, right? But you guys don’t get to see the reject pile. Why did I take a picture of Shauna’s feet? And, did I forget where the focus ring is? Cameras need a “drunk” mode. Hm. I’ll be right back, I gotta head to the patent office.
It was fun to party with you!
And you know, reject pile or no, I’m grateful to you for sharing that pic of me. I so rarely like photos of myself; it’s a great moment to enjoy seeing a pic of me. Do you ever think about that, as a photographer? I mean, that what you’re capable of can be such a positive, self-affirming moment for people? So many people have such bad experiences with having their picture taken, it must be a transformational moment for a lot of folks to see a flattering picture of themselves.
Anyway, good luck with the drunk mode patent, but then again, the photos of Shauna’s feet sound pretty intriguing. ;)