Cowboy Mouth and My Double.
04 December 2003-7:33 p.m.
I have no voice left. I went to see Cowboy Mouth last night and lost both my hearing and my voice. Lord it was fun. I haven't had that good a time in forever. I'd lost my voice long before the show was over. I've gone to a lot of shows and I have a good time, but I'm not usually one of those people you see dancing around like an idiot. Well that was me last night. Screaming and dancing like an idiot. It was great. If you've never seen them live, next time they are anywhere near you GO. Don't even think about it.
And now I will talk about my weird food likes and dislikes. I'm a picky eater. I've never said that I wasn't. But last night I met someone with the same tastes. It was freaky. We were sitting in a resturant. T. had made the amazing announcement a couple of days ago that he didn't like pie. This got brought up again and I said I didn't like pie either. This began the game for the night. J. and A. would name different foods and we'd say if we liked them or not.
I know this doesn't sound like very interesting stuff and I doubt I will be able to do the game justice. What was apprently extremely funny to the two of them was our reactions. I was sitting next to T. and couldn't see what he did, but when asked about certain foods we made the same faces. We moved our hands in the same way. We had the same reactions to almost everything. It got very disturbing for the two of us. He finally just sat on his hands and I clasped mine in front of me.
The game continued most of the evening with T and myself getting more freaked out and A. and J. laughing louder every time.
I never thought I'd meet anyone who was that close to being me. It was strange. Today at work A. dissolved into laughter just thinking about it.