Last week I went to a bar for my very first time...that's right folks! Not just any bar either...
The COWBOY bar! I'm sure I stuck out like a sore thumb, but I had fun nonetheless.
The law school was putting on a fund-raising party
(Lawlapalooza) trying to raise money for graduation and Curtis played in the house-band with some of his friends. They were awesome!! It was fun to see Curtis up on stage playing his bass and looking oh so sexy! There's just something about a hottie up on stage playing songs like Foxy Lady, Johnny Be Good and I Would Walk 500 Miles. He makes my heart melt. (Sigh)
Perhaps the most memorable part of the night was when Curtis gave a drunk guy a ride home. I wasn't there, but this is the story:
It was 1:00 in the morning and Curtis had just loaded his truck up with all of the band's equipment and was getting ready to leave, when he noticed a guy stumbling across the parking lot. The guy then spotted Curtis and stumbled to his truck waving his hands in the air. The conversation then went something like this....
Drunk Guy:
"Hey you guys going to 12th and Lewis?"
Curtis:
"uhhhhhhh, I guess so." (He was going nowhere near that address, but knew this guys was in no condition to be driving anywhere)
Drunk Guy: Attempts to climb over Curtis on the driver's side of the truck.
Curtis:
"Uh, you need to walk around to the other side to get in."
Drunk Guy:
"Oh yeah." -stumbles around and gets in truck.
Curtis then starts driving away.
Drunk Guy:
"So, you hungry?" (presumably in an attempt to make a "run to the border" to Taco Bell)
Curtis:
"Nope, sorry."
Drunk Guy: *waits a few seconds*
"Oh, ok, well then do you smoke pot?"
Curtis:
"Nope, sorry."
Drunk Guy:
"Oh, ok."
On the drive to the guy's house, he gave Curtis 3 different addresses to be dropped off at, but he finally settled on one address where Curtis dropped him off, hopefully at home, although there is no way to tell. What a story, eh?
Anyway, it was a fun night and they raised some money for graduation...so it was a success!! Here are pictures for your enjoyment.
The band.

The guy at the mic is Supreme Court Justice Hill.
Glen rockin' the harmonica.
Curtis' professor gettin' funky on the dance floor.
Me and Sarah. She was nice enough to come keep me company.
Curtis wanted me to straddle the saddle stools, but I was too embarrassed.
More dancing.
Music + Dancing + Friends @ Lawlapalooza = Good Times
(+ alcohol for some; + TOO MUCH alcohol for others)