I'm loving this guessing-game: Where Did Brigid Go Last Weekend?
The postcards were mailed on Monday the 22nd, and, oddly, none of them has arrived yet. So it's probably obvious to you that we probably didn't go to Cincinnati. Maybe tomorrow I'll post a photo and give you another clue.
In other exciting news, I was out at a Mexican restaurant with a bunch of friends last night, all of whom were surreptitiously checking Twitter under the table. Luckily, we found out about an impromptu Midnight Michael Jackson Dance Party at the corner of Eastern Parkway and Bardstown Road.
Of course, we went immediately. Someone brought a boombox and a tape called "Awesome Michael Jackson Memorial Mix (Volume #1)," and mass quantities of people danced.
At first, we just watched, laughing, but once "PYT" came on, I could no longer remain an observer. In the words of Gene Kelly, "Gotta dance!" Friend-with-a-Truck moved the dance party to the street itself, and within a few minutes, there was a triangular formation of folks -- led by my awesome friend Kim -- doing the Thriller Dance (you know the one with your hands shaped like claws) across Bardstown Road, disturbing oncoming traffic.
Another adventure! My friend Erin was there too, who had also read about the party on Twitter. She took photos. I might be in one of them. Someone there had a Flip video camera, which I tried to avoid. But it might end up on YouTube.
The postcards were mailed on Monday the 22nd, and, oddly, none of them has arrived yet. So it's probably obvious to you that we probably didn't go to Cincinnati. Maybe tomorrow I'll post a photo and give you another clue.
In other exciting news, I was out at a Mexican restaurant with a bunch of friends last night, all of whom were surreptitiously checking Twitter under the table. Luckily, we found out about an impromptu Midnight Michael Jackson Dance Party at the corner of Eastern Parkway and Bardstown Road.
Of course, we went immediately. Someone brought a boombox and a tape called "Awesome Michael Jackson Memorial Mix (Volume #1)," and mass quantities of people danced.
At first, we just watched, laughing, but once "PYT" came on, I could no longer remain an observer. In the words of Gene Kelly, "Gotta dance!" Friend-with-a-Truck moved the dance party to the street itself, and within a few minutes, there was a triangular formation of folks -- led by my awesome friend Kim -- doing the Thriller Dance (you know the one with your hands shaped like claws) across Bardstown Road, disturbing oncoming traffic.
Another adventure! My friend Erin was there too, who had also read about the party on Twitter. She took photos. I might be in one of them. Someone there had a Flip video camera, which I tried to avoid. But it might end up on YouTube.
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That is so cool, an impromptu street party. The casinos here have been playing Michael Jackson music pretty much non-stop since his death, and tribute bands are popping up all over Craigslist looking for musicians. His musical genius will live on.
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