Tonight was a night with my fam. Me, Mom, Dad, DB, my Uncle John, Aunt Carol, and some women that is distantly related to my aunt who lives in Denver and tracked down my aunt and has come down to see what the south is all about and share some family letters written by some great grandfather...or something like that. Whew! Its hard writing run on clauses.
We started at the Olive Branch Cafe (pretty swank and definitely arranged by Uncle John). Still on my no chicken/meat kick, I had a salad.
So you've all heard of my CHICO'S advocate of an aunt, this is about her other half. Uncle John...Uncle John is Frasier. When put together I guess my dad and he could be seen as Frasier and Niles...but Dad definitely doesn't qualify on his own...no Dad's not much of a Niles. Anyways, that whole, I'm a guy with refined taste, who appreciates all things of expensive taste, and knows what it means to socialize with society, is everything that is Uncle John.
Anyways, we saw Booth, Brother Booth which was pretty fantastic. While waiting for the show to start some old society couple sitting in a box seat were meet and greeting. That in itself was amusing, and then I heard "Evenin' Judge" I almost lost it. Maybe you had to be taking in my whole night to appreciate that, but I got a kick out of it
Whoo!!! Apparently the theme of the year is for me to make stupid decisions...next time you talk to me, tell me to stop. ::looks distressed::
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