Some of last night, I had predicted: a full house, people in costume, a funny little intro. Smiles and anticipation.

And then…well, you had to be 30+ for some of it. They were just music videos. And you just watched. Or sang, if you knew the words. I hadn’t known maybe the first 5 songs until they got into the typical stuff, the Journey and “Sweet Child of Mine”. It was a little less thrilling than I expected. I also thought it was just power ballads, but it was all crappy love jams. Which was fun sometimes, like “Eternal Flame”. Come on, that’s classic.

I think either not everyone was drunk enough, or maybe, they also were hoping it was a little more interactive. I’d say 50% loved it, 50% would skip it next time around.

The videos were hilarious, and, just for you, here’s a picture of us brandishing our lighters during the encore, which was, of course, “November Rain”.

Running in to people that you knew from a former life is depressing. Makes you realize what you lose.

So, I knew a lot of people when I had a job. Now that I don’t even leave the house unless we’re out of milk, of course I see someone I know at the grocery store.

Old me: Hey, good to see you, how’s the world treating you? Good, good. You know, I’m swamped, yeah. (more pleasant friendly small talk). Sure, let’s do lunch next week! Take Care!

What I just did: Um, oh! Hey! Um, been a while, yeah. So… (awkward pause) I saw this person that you know a while ago. Oh, I thought you knew them, never mind. Lunch? Well, it’s not like I have anything better to do.

That last sentence right there was the killer. Oh, and I said it word for word. Sealed the deal of me realizing that I have LOST the ability to be nice to acquaintances now that I barely see more than two people on a regular basis. Who says that? Color me embarrassed.