Mambo #5

There comes a time in your life when you realize that sometimes you just need to do the right thing. This is a lesson that I frequently am reminded of by Eric mostly because he's usually doing the right thing and reminding me to fall in line.

Sometimes it's clear: 76 year old lady from our building is struggling to take out the garbage and Eric will pop on out and do it for her. (I on the other hand was deeply engrossed in an episode of 24 and missed this opportunity until he comes back into the apartment and I look at him like 'where were you?')

Sometimes it's a little more of a struggle: 2am phone call from drunk friends needing ride home. As far as I'm concerned we work at 6 am and didn't even hear my phone but no... Eric is that guy. He might hate that he has to do it-- he might bitch and complain about how irresponsible people are but every time he says "it's the right thing to do"

Other times we're tired and just dont want to do anything and someone wants to hang out with us that we havent seen in awhile and can we stay home? Not a chance. It's not the right thing to do...

Last night "it's the right thing to do" was put on a whole new level. I come strolling in from a nice relaxing evening of bunco (I was out until 9:30pm! go me!)
and Eric informs me that our dear friend Michelle's boyfriend is in a band and was having a show for battle of the bands. The show starts at 10:30pm (eeek I should be asleep by then! I'm OLD!) and that because Ben came to HIS show... it was the right thing to do!"

Fine. Doing the right thing could be worse... I might have to change someones tire someday, or bail someone out of jail! A concert in a bar? No big deal....

ohhh but this wasn't any such bar... we were in the middle of the white trash census bureau count. Just in finding Ben at the bar I was eye-violated by 2 men over 45 wearing wife beater t shirts and skull caps. We quickly find out group and start to watch the show.

Contestant #1 is a guy named Kujo and it's just him and an acoustic guitar. Not bad.. I can certainly handle this.

Contestant #2 is where the pain and suffering sets in. This band is a semi heavy metal band that had NO ORIGINAL MATERIAL. We realized this of course after the first 2 songs where we couldn't even understand the words and then the third song was a heavy metal version of the "Fresh Prince of Bel Air" theme song that then ran into a metal version of "Baby Got Back". Kill me now. We laughed and joked and made bets on what cover song they would play next (the 3 bets were Mambo #5 from me, mmmbop from Kevin and Sam chose spice girls' if you wanna be my lover)

Contestant #3 gets up on stage and this is Ben's Band "Prey of Misfortune" they do great but whoever was running sound was awful and we couldn't make out ANY of the words!! It was all a bunch of screaming and thrashing and yelling so Kevin, Sam, and I start singing Mambo #5 at the top of our lungs and NO ONE HEARD US!!

I suppose for doing the right thing it could've been worse. I spent the evening having a few drinks, a little singing, and a lot of laughing. All in all I'm glad we did the right thing...