Sunday, October 5, 2008

Missing Trannies & Security Breaches

Its been a quiet week for me on the blogging front. This is due to the fact that nothing fun or unusual has been happening. Nothing out of our ordinary, daily routines. That was of course, until Friday arrived.

Friday morning Husband took himself off to L.A for a couple of days, to see the Red Sox play the Angels with a friend of his. So when a friend of mine contacted me to ask if I would meet him after work and assist with a special assignment, I agreed.

The special assignment went a little something like this. My friend has a friend, who by day is a fine, professional, upstanding member of corporate America, but by night, is a fine, professional, upstanding, cross-dressing tranny of Atlanta gay nightlife. Yes, (s)he performs as a fabulous drag queen, at one of the gay bars close to downtown. But the problem is, friends friend, appears to have fallen off the face of the earth lately. Just completely disappeared. (S)he is not answering the cell phone and hasn’t been to either of her jobs in weeks. Nobody knows where (s)he is gone. The only thing people have heard, is that (s)he is in fact alive and well and just getting some much needed rest and recuperation at a little resort like place out in Arizona by the name of Betty Ford. But my friend just wanted to go to her place of work; her evening job if you will, and make sure all was well. However, we never actually made it to that place of work.

We were both starving when we met up, so we decided to grab dinner at a restaurant not far from my house. And since its been a bit of a dark week for Shinkins, we decided a glass of wine was well deserved. Well, one glass led to another and another and maybe another, you know how it goes. Anyway, next thing you know, this middle aged, white man arrived with a key-board, which he proceeded to set up in the corner of the restaurant and began banging out songs that were totally unexpected. We are talking Usher, Ludcris and Outkast, to name just a few. I swear we thought we where hearing things. It just felt so out of context and not at all what I expected a white man in chino’s and a polo shirt to be singing at a restaurant bar on a Friday night. Obviously the songs sounded nothing like the originals, but they weren’t that bad either. What was bad was when all the older people at the restaurant got up and started trying to dance, black girl style to the music. We are talking white women, in the higher end of the age category, booty shakin, gyrating, pop, lock and dropping like they were in the privacy of their own home.

Initially I wasn’t sure if I was seeing things, remember, there was a little splash of wine on board, so I was beating on my friends arm in an effort to get his attention away from the cute bar man and onto the show that was unfolding before us. As soon as he looked, his chin dropped to the floor and his eyes popped out of his head. Good, I wasn’t seeing things. We stared, but some how we felt like we shouldn’t. Like it was wrong, rude or invasive in some way, but how could you not? It took a few minutes for us to come to terms with the whole situation, but once it got to that stage and things started to feel “normal”, who do you thing was up there getting low with all the elderly’s? Yes of course, it was yours truly and friend. I tell you, these elderly’s still know how to party like its 1999.

In the mean time over on the West coast, Husband was getting his own drink on, baseball style and at the 9th inning of a very close game with the Angels, the Red Sox managed to secure victory. To celebrate, Husband decided to quickly jump over the barrier between the crowd and the baseball field and take a short run up and down the top of the Red Sox dugout. Lord knows how, but he managed to get back to his seat without being rugby tackled by any security. However, while he was in the middle of getting heroic high-fives from the surrounding Red Sox fans, security tapped him on the shoulder and had him escorted out of the stadium and he couldn't have been prouder of himself.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

You people are CRAZY... I can´t believe I´m missing all the fun...

But wasn´t VEGAS this weekend???

Cormac said...

If that's how crazy ye act when ye're apart, I'd hate to see what happens when ye're together!

No videos of this crazy dancing, by any chance? That would be comedy gold!

Anonymous said...

I never knew you married such a thug....

Shocking behaviour from you both!!??

Hurry up and email me.

Caitriona
x

Shinks said...

Silja: you sure did miss it and no, Vegas hasn't happened yet, 2 weeks time we take this show on the road. Look out Vegas.

Cormac: You make a vaild point. I'll say no more about that.
On the video side of things, lucky for me, there is no hard eveidence.

Caitriona: Girl, if only you knew the half of it.