Pic With Friend – Posting Challenge, Day 11

(Also be sure to follow along with Tina, Jean, Krista, and Tambo as they say much more sane and less esoteric things than me!)

These posts really assume I'm an interesting person, don't they?

Today is another picture of me with my friends, because, you know, I have permission to splash their faces all over the net. Not.

All right, here's one of my subversive pictures with a small and very prosaic story attached.





It was a new year party/birthday party of a friend, and we all got together, got a little smashed, and enjoyed such party essentials as "is the bathroom ever free," "long talks about nothing at all," "drinking games," "ease the munchies," and Rock Band. These days, no party is complete without Rock Band.

I don't really play guitar, and I find the game guitar fun, but not really my thing. I loved the drums--for about five seconds. The drum set was somehow not coordinated with the game right; you'd hit the drum, then about two seconds later the game would register the hit. The lag in anything else  would be barely noticeable, but in Rock Band precision timing is critical. It frustrated so many people that the entire drum set eventually got stowed.

This left guitar, bass guitar, and microphone. A lifelong attendance of choral classes had me gravitating towards, you guessed it, the microphone.

I spent a lot of the night singing, actually, with varying results. The 100% up there, however, was the apparent amazement of those around me when I belted out a perfect score on a song I'd never even heard before. Keep in mind, it was on Easy, and Easy is really, really forgiving. I tried higher levels with songs I did know and bombed badly.

But it made the message board anyway. Other well wishes and smart-ass remarks were erased so my accomplishment could be posted, and it stayed there the rest of the night.

I still say it was only because it was on Easy.

How is this a pic of me with friends? Well, every message there is from a party-goer. One was written by my roomie, one by her sister, and the rest from people I know. Except the well hung bird. I have no idea who drew that (or if it was originally intended to have a ding dong), but you must admit, it's an amusing little doodle. The bird seems genuinely surprised by his dong.