weekend of first times

it was a packed fun-filled weekend full of familiar things (football, brunch at lulu's) but the weekend also brought with it some firsts. have a look-see....

- it was the first time i'd seen john do "should i stay or should i go" at karaoke. he was WAY into it...running through aisles, jumping on chairs, scooting on his knees. he was hard-core and the next day he had rugburns on his knees to prove it.

- it was the first time i'd seen karoake invaded by a horde of heavy metal t-shirt clad, long wig wearing, alternative, bicyclists. words cannot describe the scene that "midnight ridazz" brought with them, but it was amazing. one of the craziest things i have seen in l.a. definitely the most bikes i've seen in l.a. and at an insane ac/dc cover band concert. loved it.

- it was the first time i'd seen fox new show "reunion". it wasn't very good.

- it was the first time i'd seen a picture of me like this.

- it was the first time i'd gone to a going away party for my friend jimtern. oh wait, no it wasn't.

- it was the first time our neighbors fought back in the war of noise. john did his usual stomp as hard as he could on our floor (their ceiling) and 1 minute later our doorbell rang. i've been telling john for months that stomping is not an acceptable form of protest for loud neighbors. sure enough they came up and john and the girls had words. i believed they said that they don't complain when he has all of his football friends over and they yell and scream and roll around on the wheely chairs. oh, and they said something else which leads me to my final point....

- it was the first time i'd heard this - "i don't complain when lisa has her soriority sisters over." umm...what the hell?!! soriority sisters? do i look like i was in a damn soriority!? apparently i must sound like i'm giggling hysterically about clothes with a bunch of high-heel wearing females. i mean, it was just that one oscar show. and the golden globes. but we weren't bound by any greek organization! unless "pq" is a greek letter i don't know about.

freaking

thursday's fiesta/karaoke

a few choice pictures from the casa de durso party which included karaoke. carolyn's rendition of "hey ya" was so moving that it inspired dan to just up on stage and do a little freaking. well, freaking/gyrating/flailing/masterfully busting a move.
oh, and yes, i am wearing a scarf with flip flops. the beauty of southern california weather.

Hey Ya Dan
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Dan gets busy

freaking
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Hey Ya inspires Dan

she likes it neat...and he makes a mess!

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as i'm driving home yesterday, i turn on the radio and begin to sing very loudly to "opposites attract" by paula abdul. it was at this moment that the following question came to me:

what is the most lame? the fact that i,

a) know all the words to a paula abdul song.

b) thought to myself, wow, i'd love to do this as a karaoke duet with a guy.

or

c) made a mental note that i had to blog about this later.

the durso family party extravaganza

and the top ten awesome things about the d*&^% family party in san diego this past weekend were:

1. The Decorations - Moving out all of the furniture downstairs, hanging grape leaves, twinkling lights, nailing down a new deck, creating patio lighting, setting up an astrojump, etc.

2. The conversations about Sundance Elementary school and the general radness of pq. With so many pq posse members in the house (Stacey, Carolyn, Brian, Chachi, Don Rogers, etc) there was some awesome reminiscing. This was capped off by Carolyn’s Sundance Wildcats t-shirt.

3. The karaoke stylings of Mr. John D. Damn, he’s good. Of course, the runner-up in the karaoke category would have to be the amazing trio of Carolyn, Stacey, and myself.

4. Carolyn busting a move like only she can with her special date for the evening, 10 year-old Zach.

5. Some pretty sweet Italian food. Yummy.

6. Captain and cokes. And more captain and cokes. Perhaps one too many?

7. The late night Jacuzzi dip with John, Stacey, and Carolyn. With the inebriated Stacey insisting on diving for rings in the pool and the even more hammered Carolyn nodding off in the spa.

8. Teasing Chachi about his “Purify” tattoo for hours.

9. Some major drunk talk about how awesome Orlando, Dan, and John are, talk of engagements (Carolyn?), and talk of bridesmaids and weddings. Just drunk talk mind you.

10. At last, but not least, has to be my brother Johnny KILLING with Sir-Mix-A-Lot’s “Baby Got Back” on the mic while we all danced like crazed club kids.