I had a date on Saturday night. It’s okay, read it again, yep, a date – with a girl, a pretty one to boot!
We went to Samui Thai and feasted on: Famous Bags of Gold, Blue Crab and Avocado Eggrolls, Pineapple P’zazz fried rice and Chicken Pad Thai.
What are Famous Bags of Gold you ask? Potatoes, carrots, onions and yellow curry wrapped in a wonton wrapper and deep fried. They were fantastic.
The crab eggrolls were a little on the crabby side, but still pretty good. My pineapple fried rice was delicious and I tasted Erin’s pad thai and it was wonderful as well.
After dinner we went to sing some Karaoke at The Pirate’s Cove in Little Elm. My sister runs the karaoke there and so it’s a great hole-in-the-wall joint that fills up with a hodge-podge of people and cigarette smoke. We sang until the place closed down. We sang loudly to “Piano Man” and “Bohemian Rhapsody”. Erin did a bang up job on “Before He Cheats” by Carrie Underwood while I took a turn at “Hello” by Lionel Richie.
When we weren’t singing or just listening, we were dancing. Pop, lock and drop it! And we did. I dropped it like it was hot and Erin “got low”, it was a good time. At 1:45 I asked her if she was ready to leave and she said, “Let’s wait until we hear ‘The Devil Went Down to Georgia’.” It was the last song of the night because the place closes at 2.
We had a really good time and when I finally got home I realized I smelled like sweat, a big cigarette and traces of my Polo Black cologne. mmmmm… sexy. I haven’t washed the shirt yet, thought I might try to sell it on e-Bay with the tagline: Smell like you’ve been to the club with a hot girl even though you’ve just been sitting at home alone!”