Drunk: a progression

So a couple weekends ago I got a text from an internet acquaintance. "I'll be in Madison today," it said. "You should come meet for a drink this afternoon!" It was from Ellen. I'd never met Ellen in real life, but we'd been Internet Acquaintances for quite some time. To be honest, I couldn't remember how. Between the blog, Twitter, Facebook, dailymile - I have no damn idea how I know half the people I know. Turns out, after a couple beers, neither of us knew how we knew each other. Wasn't from the blog, she was pretty sure. We had no mutual friends on Facebook. She'd done Team In Training before, but that wasn't it either. She's also a marathoner, but she's not on dailymile.

After a few more beers, we just didn't care. WHEEEE, WE'RE BFFS, THIS IS AWESOME. I DON'T CARE THAT I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA HOW OR WHY I AM FRIENDS WITH YOU ON FACEBOOK!

And then, "a drink," turned into "more drinks," and "another bar," and "dinner" and "more bars" and "one more NCAA game," and "dude, there's this awesome show at the High Noon Saloon tonight, let's go!" This entire time we'd been joined by Ray, who I've dubbed "BMW Ray," because, well, dude's 28 and drives a brand new BMW and is the CFO of some crazy ginormous company, and so what if Ellen and I planned my entire wedding and future with him? We even named children. Just saying. Oh, and, Ray had no idea. Details. Spring wedding. Bachelorette party in Vegas. Color: green. I'll keep my last name, thanks. And be a housewife.

So Ellen, myself and BMW Ray were BFFs by the end of the night. Beers kept coming.

This "awesome show" at the High Noon turned out to be pretty wild. Like, spandex, gold tights, 80s fashion, bad hair, whoa wild. But the opening band was called Koo Koo Kanga Roo. They were, like, a nursery rhyme band for grownups and it. was. awesome. I'm not kidding. Look them up. Koo-koo-kanga-roo. Ellen and I were infatuated.

After the show we scrambled down to the merchandise table where the fellas of Koo Koo were hanging out. They were adorable, dorky, twenty-somethings. They had a Koo Koo Kam set up at the table, and promised that all of the photos snapped on the web cam would be up on the Facebook page shortly thereafter. And they were not kidding. Here they are, in all of their glory:

That's Koo Koo No. 1 in the background. Hi!

Hey! Hey there! Web cams are neat!

BMW Ray. He is wise. Now imagine this photo with a wedding  motif. Obviously.

Oh. Oh, dear.

(Epilogue: Turns out Krista and Ellen did know each other from this blog. Krista found an email from Ellen dated February of 2009 that proved it. They remain lifelong friends.

Krista and BMW Ray have yet to set a date.)