When we finished dinner, we all decided we weren’t quite ready to quit just yet. The Biker Nazi suggested we return to his house for a bonfire. Normally I wouldn’t advocate a bonfire and alcohol but we’re responsible adults, right? I had beer at the restaurant, I switched to wine at the bonfire and then even tried moonshine. Good golly, Miss Molly, that stuff burns all the way down. The entertainment of the night turned out to be Tiny Dancer who dances like the quintessential white girl. She was later joined by the Texan. Being the newbie to this group, I had no intention of leaving the lasting first impression of my complete lack of natural dance ability. Give me choreography and I will get by but left to my own devices, well, it’s just not pretty.
We were also treated to the unexpected gift of being mooned by Rainman. I almost fell of my chair laughing but everyone else found this to be just your everyday Friday night pants dropping. It seems that Rainman’s behind is famous in those parts. There are pictures of his butt in birthday cards, text messages and of course live performances all around the county. I didn’t get an explanation and I didn’t ask.
Rainman also does a great impression of Dustin Hoffman’s character in the movie, Rainman. And he knows all the dialogue. I don’t think there is a one of us that will ever hear the word “yeah” uttered without hearing his voice. Another talent he possesses is playing the Cowardly Lion from The Wizard of Oz. And he bears a remarkable resemblance to that lion too.
The night ended with all of us and a dog lying on blankets under the stars searching for satellites. Personally, I found it very hard to spot any satellites because the dang sky wouldn’t stop spinning. We laughed and giggled and made fun of each other. I haven’t had that much fun for a long time. The party broke up at 3:30 and we were all proud of ourselves that we out-lasted BN and TS’s college son and his buddy who came home for the week-end. They were asleep by 1am. I’m pretty sure that puts us in the “cool kid” category. Or maybe just an embarrassment to our children. Either way a good time was definitely had by ALL!