Someone didn't give me the memo...

I'm sitting in a bar in big bear, ca listening to 80s music... Its our 3rd bar of the evening (I know what you're thinking, how crackin' can a bar in big bear be?) And its the busiest one. I'm ready to call it a night and drive to San Jose early in the am, but we've walked into a time warp of sort where 10 of the 20 people partying in this bar are dressed in 80s outfits.. One big girl has a head band around her ponytail on the side of her head, with a cut off the shoulder shirt. The dance floor has about 2 people on it at any given moment, and right now its a guy with tight, knee length jean shorts, a blazer, and a white tie. And white socks in loafers. Yes, loafers.

I sit here amused as I watch jeremy may play beer pong and dance to poison by BBD.. (That's bell biv devoe for those of you too young to remember)... The music moves me and I get up and start to dance at the table I'm sharing with chris reilly... I stop my typing to sing, "you'll fall in love and you'll be screaming, demon!" And back to it once again...

I'm really ready to call it a night... I have a lot of work to get done, and although I know this scene well, I'm over and been over it for quite some time... Oh well...

PS: there's a nagel on the wall..