I hate sports...

So last night I showed up to do my solo gig, & there's 2 big flat-screen TV's with the damned WV game on pointed right at me. GRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
I played a 1/2 hr 1st set - very unlike me, but all the attention in the room was on the frikken screen. When a commercial came up, they'd look at me, then it was over & so was my view of their eyeballs. There were 13 ppl in the room. I took a 20 min break.
2nd set...45 min...still they played on...ppl bitcherin' about Cincy's TD what wasn't...There were 15 ppl in the room. I got a beer & took a 30 min break...also very unlike me...
3rd set...I played 50 min...Ppl started showing up, there were over 40 ppl by now...I was having trouble cuzza my ears, but was told I sounded okay, even though I was running on autopilot, cuz I couldn't hear much...The game finished (YAY!), & ppl joined in & sang with me, I had a lot of interaction going on. (I was blamed for the WV loss by the bartender!) I took a 10 min break, & the owner said he was gonna do Beer Pong when I finished up, so...
I went back & played 2 songs on the guitar, & finished with an a capella weird twisted song to the tune of "Finiculee Finiculah" (sic)
The words -
"Tonight's the night for masturbation
For pulling your pud
You know that it's good
I think that you should.
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII squeezed it teased it
Bounced it on the floor!
Squeezed it teased it
Smashed it in the door
Some ppl say that sexual intercourse is very very graaaaaaaand
But for maximum enjoyment you must always use your hand!"
They roared!
It might have been successful by some ppl's standards, but I HATE THAT DAMNED TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There was a time that I refused to play with one on, but that kinda cut back on my gig numbers, & I had to accept that there's gonna be times when things just don't go my way. (A hard lesson I'm STILL trying to learn!)
Anyway, there was this cute lil thang what just kept coming up to me & getting real close & stuff - in short - making me kinda uncomfortable cuz her hubby was RIGHT THERE lookin' at me & watchin' my reactions...He musta pulled her offa me 5 times in all...which I find sort of weird, cuz I'm not what I would call all that attractive, while SHE sure was! Whoo-ee! 'Bout 22, short & shapely & just cute as hell, & she kept TOUCHING me! She made him get her a pen, & she gave me her #, cuz she wants guitar & voice lessons. Uh huh! I DON'T think it would be a very good idea to go there, for some reason...although after she sobers up & REALLY sees me, she might decide to actually get those lessons, instead of whatever else she evidently had on her lil mind last night!
I got the hell outta there (with my wife) while they started up the Beer Pong game...
Went to Wheeling today & saw my sis & a whole buncha relatives, some of whom I haven't seen since my mom died in 74. (& some I don't think I've EVER seen!) That was strange. Didn't feel like I fit, somehow...though they all seemed very happy to see me. Lots of hugs & kisses. (Awkward!)
I guess I should stay in touch a lot better. I think I'm gonna hafta go to Illinois soon to visit my sister. I feel like a bit of an ass for not contacting anyone for so long...last time I saw any of the family (including my sis) was back in 97. Sheesh!
I played a 1/2 hr 1st set - very unlike me, but all the attention in the room was on the frikken screen. When a commercial came up, they'd look at me, then it was over & so was my view of their eyeballs. There were 13 ppl in the room. I took a 20 min break.
2nd set...45 min...still they played on...ppl bitcherin' about Cincy's TD what wasn't...There were 15 ppl in the room. I got a beer & took a 30 min break...also very unlike me...
3rd set...I played 50 min...Ppl started showing up, there were over 40 ppl by now...I was having trouble cuzza my ears, but was told I sounded okay, even though I was running on autopilot, cuz I couldn't hear much...The game finished (YAY!), & ppl joined in & sang with me, I had a lot of interaction going on. (I was blamed for the WV loss by the bartender!) I took a 10 min break, & the owner said he was gonna do Beer Pong when I finished up, so...
I went back & played 2 songs on the guitar, & finished with an a capella weird twisted song to the tune of "Finiculee Finiculah" (sic)
The words -
"Tonight's the night for masturbation
For pulling your pud
You know that it's good
I think that you should.
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII squeezed it teased it
Bounced it on the floor!
Squeezed it teased it
Smashed it in the door
Some ppl say that sexual intercourse is very very graaaaaaaand
But for maximum enjoyment you must always use your hand!"
They roared!
It might have been successful by some ppl's standards, but I HATE THAT DAMNED TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There was a time that I refused to play with one on, but that kinda cut back on my gig numbers, & I had to accept that there's gonna be times when things just don't go my way. (A hard lesson I'm STILL trying to learn!)
Anyway, there was this cute lil thang what just kept coming up to me & getting real close & stuff - in short - making me kinda uncomfortable cuz her hubby was RIGHT THERE lookin' at me & watchin' my reactions...He musta pulled her offa me 5 times in all...which I find sort of weird, cuz I'm not what I would call all that attractive, while SHE sure was! Whoo-ee! 'Bout 22, short & shapely & just cute as hell, & she kept TOUCHING me! She made him get her a pen, & she gave me her #, cuz she wants guitar & voice lessons. Uh huh! I DON'T think it would be a very good idea to go there, for some reason...although after she sobers up & REALLY sees me, she might decide to actually get those lessons, instead of whatever else she evidently had on her lil mind last night!
I got the hell outta there (with my wife) while they started up the Beer Pong game...
Went to Wheeling today & saw my sis & a whole buncha relatives, some of whom I haven't seen since my mom died in 74. (& some I don't think I've EVER seen!) That was strange. Didn't feel like I fit, somehow...though they all seemed very happy to see me. Lots of hugs & kisses. (Awkward!)
I guess I should stay in touch a lot better. I think I'm gonna hafta go to Illinois soon to visit my sister. I feel like a bit of an ass for not contacting anyone for so long...last time I saw any of the family (including my sis) was back in 97. Sheesh!