Thing 2 wanted a sleep over this year for her birthday. My mom offered to host the event. Well, more power to her. So it was going to be this Saturday.
Band Mom let me sleep in pretty late on Saturday morning. I eventually got up and got some grub and watched a little DVR. I took Band Mom to the hotel around 2 and dropped her off for work. Then I headed back home. While I was gone Pooh got Things 1 & 2 ready to go. I then took the 3 of them over to my folks’ for the sleep over party. We took our Wii and a few games over for the girls to play at the sleep over. I set that up and then I headed back home.
I got a text from Scooter telling me to not worry about practice. He had some shit come up. There was a possibility that we were going to audition a new drummer today, but not now. So I lazed around and watched a little more DVR. Band Mom gave me a call around 6 and said I should get ready and head up early and have some dinner before DJing since I didn’t have practice.
I got ready and headed up. As I was leaving the house I got another call from Band Mom and she asked me to stop at the state store and pick up a few bottles of stuff that they were running low on for the bar. I did that then headed up. Band Mom, Cowboy, and I sat at the bar and had some dinner. After dinner Cowboy took off for a little bit and I started DJing around 9:30.
A little later Cowboy and his buddy who we’ll call The Leprechaun came back to the bar. The 3 of us sat at the end of the bar having a few beers and bullshitting. The crowd was pretty slim most of the night and we were thinking it may be an early night. Around midnight some folks from a wedding that was upstairs came down to the bar. These 2 older guys (one turned out to be the grooms father) came in and the grooms father was a little drunk. He was mouthing off and we just sort of wrote it off as innocent drunken banter. Then out of nowhere he grabs The Leprechaun and chucks him out of his chair across the room. This was honestly completely unprovoked and out of the blue. Well Cowboy and I were having none of that and we jumped up and grabbed this cat. We got to kind of a draw just holding this dude who outweighed the 2 of us put together, when people from the wedding started pouring in the door. The first thought that went through my mind at that point was that Cowboy, The Leprechaun and I were going to be fighting the whole wedding. Luckily they all realized that this dude was the problem and pretty much an ass hole and they helped us get him out of the bar then they took him away with no further incident for us.
The adrenaline rush was insane. It was tough to calm down for a while. Band Mom got the 3 of us, and another guy, a shot for handling it without bloodshed and clearing the bar for her and to calm down. The other guy was just this dude that was sitting at the bar with a girl on their first date who didn’t know us but saw the potential of the 3 of us battling the wedding and he jumped up to help. Gotta appreciate that dude…
Later some calmer folks from the wedding came into the bar. One of them being the groom. He came up to The Leprechaun and apologized for his fathers actions. We thought that was pretty cool of the dude. He didn’t need to say anything and since it was family it would have been easy for him to side with his old man. But he was really apologetic and cool about the whole situation. Hopefully he had a better wedding night after he and his new bride left the bar and headed upstairs to their hotel room.
We finally closed the bar a little early and got everything torn down and headed out. Band Mom and I dropped our pal B off at home and the bartender D off at the club. Then we got a phone call from security and our boy Cowboy locked himself out of his room and couldn’t find his key. So we headed back up and tried to help get him into his room. The security guard finally found the right master key and let him in and Band Mom and I got to head home.
What fun…